Here I was, completely feminized - my longish blond hair colored andcurled into a French twist perfectly atop my head, hairless from mywell plucked ey...ebrows down, newly pierced ears with cute tiny goldhearts dangling down from the studs, slutty very heavy makeup over someform of long lasting coloring on my lips, eyes and cheeks, piercedears, painted nails, perfumed, and wearing an outfit more designed toreveal and expose rather than conceal my most private of parts.My revealing little - very. The closest nearby town is about 25 miles away. Wingston barely gets any visitors, and only a few people who live in the town have ever left. All the food the people eat in Wingston comes from the farms that can be found scattered across the town. The town of Wingston has a few schools, stores, and public buildings. The best thing that Wingston has to offer for the people who live there is that it has a good size public park. Wingston Park is the place where all young couples go on their first. Haley and Iwould be working together as swimming pool hostesses. Wewere taken to the panty-boy bathhouse and outfitted in theskimpiest bikinis I had ever seen. Mine was electric blue,but used less material than a handkerchief. Haley's wasred, I think. It was so small that it was difficult totell. Our make-up and nails, toe and finger, were checkedby Ashley, and we sissied out into the pool area, nearlynaked, tottering on five-inch heels.I was scared half to death. But my cock was stiff. .. Holy SHIT!” I said when I saw the symbols flowing through her mind.“TIMMY!” she said, as several streams of symbols violently jumped up in speed and completed their cycle much faster than the others.She was speaking to me, but the symbols ... They were incredible! They were beautiful. They were... “Magnificent!” I exclaimed. “This is magnificent! Suz! Stop that!” I said as she shook me. “Calm down! I can see them, Suz! I can really fucking see them!”I was so absorbed in the incredible sight.