He loved them.I grinned as they stumbled to the bed. The hussy fell onto her back, her blonde hair spilling about the pillows. She grabbed her skirt, ...hiking it up. Her legs were spread wide, her vulva shaved bare, her pussy lips thick and pink and glistening with her juices.“Pater’s cock, I need you in me!” she moaned, writhing on the bed. “I need a real dick in me. A dick worthy of a god.”“Yes!” he groaned, unlacing his britches. His cock spilled out.“Poor thing,” I muttered, shaking my head.. " Mom's eyeslit up. Very rich was good. Very, very rich was better. Like I am sureshe was already planning a trip to Tiffany's. Seizing the moment, daddyexplained, "the bad news is that Danny went through the transputer byaccident and it turned him into a girl." Mom hadn't quite focused. "Nowthat you mention it, he does look more feminine. Is it permanent?" "No,honey," continued daddy, "not just looks like a girl. He is a girl. Areal girl, with girl insides and he will be able to have babies.". I so wanted to do this boy. His lips were amazing. I started to 'test' him to see. I started with those caresses on his neck and back just to see, and he seemed to really like it. He also started to do such things after some time on me and whenever we were alone it was habit for us to caress each other. Things started to get serious and most of the time my hands were playing with the cheeks of his firm ass..and he was always trying to reach out my dick. Being so unexperienced we did not know. The woman was hurting me, deeply inside. Why did I keep reading and confirming my worthlessness with each email I opened? I wiped my tears defencively as I thew her email in the trash, only to retrive it (as I'd done countless time before) afterword and save it with the others. What inside myself kept me coming back for more, despite my growing rage and anger? Some part of me knew this was a sick relationship. That I was sick for encourging it.But... as disparaging and insulting She was on my.