Our steps still coordinated. Up we walk into bright sunlight that leaves us blinking and blinded as we prepare to part ways. “Look, I...” “Hey, ...why don’t you...” We laugh. Our words mingled like our steps. “You go first.” I hesitate, my courage faltering. “No. you go ahead.” “Why don’t I walk you to your car?” “I’d like that.” I smile up at him, lips lifting, splitting my face in a genuine smile, not just the polite stuff we show patients and families. His pink lips stand out in his tanned. "Again! Keep going! Back and forth,you'll get used to it," she ordered. With no choice Dale did as he wastold. Back and forth he walked, back and forth, then back and forthagain across the large feminine boudoir which was to be his bedroom forthe rest of the summer.She looked on, giving instruction when he would slip out character,watching as the teenaged boy Dale now feminized beyond belief, dressedfrom head to toe and from the skin out in ladies clothing and fully madeup was forced to. Squatting in front of me, pulling her purple panties aside, spreading her pussy lips. Telling me to tell her things to make her wet. I couldn't resist I blew my entire load into her panties. I was so exhausted from the meds I just slept through the entire day and night. I awoke the next morning with an abrupt sound. My sister barges in. Gives me the little 'Hey........ little brother..' I was scared as fuck. I didn't know what to say/do.. “So... some of my things are missing from my room do you. "What is happening to me? She was pushing my buttons, making me humiliate myself, but enjoying it at the same time. I debased myself further, by leaning forward to lick her fragrant arm pits. It was salty, but not altogether unpleasant except for the hair that was now stuck to my tongue."You forgot the other one, cleaning girl," she laughed at me. "I'll give you a reward when you finish!"This time she didn't raise her arm, instead making me try to wiggle my face into position. Eventually, I was.