I did seem a bit spacier than Amy and seemed to forget basic things.Reading became a chore and I only liked looking at pictures inmagazines. Amy told ...me our house had mysteriously been blown up andthe papers had a field day with all the rumors of what had happenedto us.She took note of the changes in me too. She could tell I waschemically neutered and my balls had shrunk away to nothing. My dickstill got hard, though only with special blue pills. Without them Iwas small and useless. She loved. I had found that thisrequired the daintiest of sips and necessitated the most feminine of sissyhands movements and upraised lacquered little fingers to accomplish.Today I walked into the room confidently, with my longline bra encasedgirls thrust forward in a womanly challenge. My heels clicked on themarble floor, announcing a woman entering the room. I strode to the tableand watched my parents in open mouth shock as I took the tea cup and tooka big sip with my garnet lipsticked mouth generously. Soft, plump lips close around my shaft. Then applying a soft suction, he pulls away, dragging his lips tightly sealed around the shaft, up until my dick pops from his lips. His lips descend around the shaft, and seal around my girth. Swirling his tongue around the sensitive underside of my cock, I involuntarily jerk. His hand now caresses my ball sack, gently squeezing the shrivelled skin between thumb and forefinger, pulling on the thick skin, and stretching it gently. Applying suction, his. He was Anna again!Anna gave me a coy smile, "I think your costume is very sweet, Alice" she said, and I replied, "Yours too, Anna, and I think your hat is very pretty."How lovely it was to be able to say that, and how wonderful the feeling of joy that swept over both of us as we realized that not only did we look like girls, but felt the need to show it.I slipped my hand into hers and we both giggled as we set out for the shoreline, delighting in the feminine feel of our costumes, walking on.