"Thank you Jim," said mum, "but you must call her Chrissie from now on." Oh yes, of course," said Jim.For some reason it was at this point that I star...ted to cry. Mum reachedout to me but Jim was quicker and I found myself holding onto him andcrying on his shoulder.He sat me down and put his arm around me. I wiped my eyes on myhandkerchief and as I glanced down I saw that he had a bulge showing inhis trousers. What is going on I thought. A few hours ago I was just aninjured boy. Now I am wearing. Cindy's asshole, stretched to the limit, looked like it was being pulled off her body when the dildo was withdrawn; when it was shoved in, she looked like she was having a tree shoved up her ass. She sounded that way too, screaming constantly. To increase her pain (if such a thing was possible) my secretary began thrusting harder. She held Cindy's head still, and kissed her screaming mouth deeply, over and over. This muffled, but did not stifle Cindy's screams. My secretary then reached down. He awoke in the cage hewas in now and was told he was a slave of The Club and would soon be evaluated. Now he was being pushed downa series of hallways by a bizarre woman dressed in pink latex to be convertedinto a woman! Finally after what seemed like a mile of corridor they arrived atthe entrance to the Shemale Training Center. The entrance room was large and fairly empty. Aside from a few chairsand a receptionist?s desk there were 3 more of the bizarre women in pink latexand a fourth woman. “We have to be quiet!” “I know. God, it feels so good!” The bed began to squeak and shake again as he began to fuckRandi more rapidly. Rick heard it too. He stopped. Randi couldhardly stand it. She didn’t want him to stop fucking for even asecond. “Ohhh, don’t stop, Rick! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!” “Maybe we should do it on the floor,” he murmured. “On the floor?” “It would make less.