, the jealousy she had towards me had grown way, way, way out of proportion. I mean a little bit of sibling rivalry is certainly understandable betwee...n any two sisters, no matter what the age difference may be. But the degree to which she actually hated me would not fully be felt for several more years to come — that would be 30 years, to be exact — the length of time that marriage lasted between my sister and, as I affectionately called him, P. From the first time I met him, P and I were. It feltcold to her butt and she flinched. “What is this?” Sheasked.“Just a table, not to worry.” Dad said. “Now laydown.”Dad, Robert and I strapped down her arms and legs.Once she was secured we removed the blindfold. Sheblinked and looked around at everyone. She saw UncleJohn’s big knife and screamed. “NOOOO!!!”Uncle John laid down the knife and climbed on thetable and unleashed his 9 inch cock. He pushed in herpussy and fucked vigorously. “Well, I was un-born again. I had my own revelation ... that what we were taught, what was preached ... was wrong. But, what they instilled in me doesn’t go away easily. We were taught that it’s impossible to change your sex. We were taught that there was no such thing as a trans woman, but merely men wearing dresses. You, Mae, put the lie to that claim. You are as pretty, as feminine and as sweet as any girl Len has had us meet.”“Thank you,” Mae replied. “Transitioning is something I had to. He remembered the sight, the feel and the smell of Sophie’s other panties, and the intoxicating lust that had twice driven him to masturbate into the trashcan. “Twenty-eight! Twenty-nine! And thirty! Great job!”Sophie again fell back, clearly exhausted. She closed her eyes, and worked to catch her breath. “Sophie, that was awesome. That’s three sets you gave me!”Sophie laughed. She propped herself up on her elbows and looked through her knees at Ben.“And now it’s three pairs, as well.”Ben.