I did not know what to do. Keri had opened a big can of worms, literally. I spent a restless night, thinking about the conversation I had with her, ...and how much I would love to take our ?capture? game to a higher, sexual, level. Early the next morning, my hard working parents were off to work as usual. It was summer, and we were out of school. I was down stairs eating breakfast when Keri came down. She was wearing her bikini bathing suit. It was a delightful bit of nothing. My. You kiss me again, with less urgency this time but forceful enough that I know you are still in control. Your lips softly make their way down my neck and along my collarbone. The change in pace is both agonising and breathtaking at the same time. Your hand glides up my body and gently eases my top down so your tongue can tease where my bra meets my skin. Eventually, you pull the cups down too and I gasp as the cool air causes my nipples to stiffen instantly. My tits are pushed up together and. Did you stop them? NO! Did you try to help my sister? NO! Did you report what happened to IA? NO! You just helped them cover it up. So you are as guilty as they are." So what else can you do? What you have done has already made us the laughing stock of town." Would you like to hear about your punishment?" Leslie asked sweetly. "In a little while the four of you will be taken to a clinic. A clinic where your bodies will be made more feminine. The only item that might be considered. Naked, we turned around on the couch, sitting and facing the wall. She came up behind us and put a hand on each of our shoulders. Her hands were so warm and sensual. "Now boys, slowly lean back," she said. I leaned back a little with her hand on my shoulder. "More, lean all the way back," she said. I was balancing precariously on the edge of the sofa, about to slide off. "Grab the couch with your hands and keep leaning back," she said, kneeling down to be closer to us. She was still fully.