"Oh its alright Hon, this is my friend Denise,she'll be helping with your transformation". I had just made itto the dressing room door as Victoria fin...ished. Looking up Ifound my clothes gone from their hanger. "Denise has been busyshopping for you, come and see what wonderful things shebrought".The point of no return had passed and I now realized that I wasat their mercy. I felt Victoria's had on mine as she quickly ledme into a waiting chair. For the next 45 minutes both womendotted and fussed. But one thought keeps eating at the back of your mind.Melissa. The girl from your high school English class, the one you sat behind and fantasized about day after day. A petite blond with brains and a body to die for. Oh, she'd been nice enough to you, always smiling that pleasant little smile that told you she was too good for you. Always dressed so conservatively, so stuffy. You wanted so badly to grab that perfectly-styled hair and shove her over her desk, throw that skirt over her head and. Summer complied and danced a few paces away from the girls as they molested the 16-17 year old guys. She danced as sexily as she could, but was a little shy.The three girls then began stripping the guys down to nothing, tossing their cloths into a pile and sucking on their cocks. They guys were of all sizes, the smallest around 5 inches and the largest was 7.5 inches. He still had some growing to do and would likely get bigger.Soon precum from the guys started dribbling out as some of them. " Stupid. But why does Elliot want her so?" Have you looked at her, Henri? She's stunningly beautiful." Why does Elliot care of such things?" Must he be hetero to enjoy a beautiful woman?"Henri looked at Sophie carefully. His arrogant scowl disappeared. He seemed to suddenly emerge from a mask. "Is he ... does he like ladies?"Sophie nodded and shrugged."And such talent," said Henri. They laughed. Both had known a few heterosexual designers, but knew of the prejudice. "I did not rape him," he.