I’m in your classes now so that I can keep an eye on you, in more ways than one.” She was wide-eyed but gave me a smile saying she liked the surpr...ise. “Here’s surprise two,” I said, handing her a small vibrator. “Put that in your pussy now! I have a control for it and will give you some… motivation throughout the day, when I think you need it.” “Are you serious, you want me to have a vibe in me during school?” she asked. “Did I stutter?” I said, getting angry. “No Master, but is it wise to do. She wanted to lose her virginity to the older, more experienced woman. There was no need to be asked. Laura eased her leggings and white panties down at the same time. Her curly blonde pubes were naturally untrimmed, but her pussy lips were inflamed and accessible. Felicity took the hem of Laura’s T shirt and together they removed it, followed by her bra. Somehow Laura’s afternoon had turned from idle innocence to lesbian lust. The younger girl and the older woman stood facing each other. One of the injectionstemporarily chemically castrated me, pushing all thoughts of sex out ofmy head, and the other shot began to turn me into the sissy I am today.The two worked in tandem with each. By castrating me she cut off most ofmy natural production of the male hormone testosterone. The let theoestrogen she pumped into flood through my body unheeded and hastened thetransformation I underwent.I no longer complained to my wife about her lovers and instead became asounding board when she. At the moment she was trying to decide if she should raid the medicine cabinet that gleamed enticingly in the bathroom.Because it all seemed so far away, that crazy manic energy of infinite possibility that always used to the accompany these parties, these celebrations of immortality that they held weekly at the least. The more she desperately strove for that kind of joy, the more it slunk away, sliding through her fingers like a lump of slime.She had heard of Sakura's death secondhand. It had.