His cock bounced with his heartbeat as his breathing quickened.As my lips traveled toward the base they bumped into a hand that was sticky and smelled... like pussy. I looked up to see Tiff was holding his cock at the base with the same hand she had been fingering herself with. Her eyes belatedly asked if she could touch and I responded by bobbing on the tip of Jake's cock while using my hand to stroke him with hers. This was final straw for him it seemed.Jake's hips bucked sending his cock deep. Eventually, each of us succumbed to their superiorpower and accepted a gay lifestyle. What had seemed so unnatural atfirst now seemed erotic. Ahh the power of an "education" at theW.I.T.C.H. Institute.Over the next two months a few men visited the island. There were neverenough to go around for each of the twelve of us sissies remaining here.But this was a good thing for the visiting men as they then got tochoose between us. Daniela was chosen most frequently, every time infact. We all knew. No one in my circle of friends had any idea that I had always felt like I was a girl in my mind. Living in the deep south in the 90’s, it wasn’t an option to be honest with people. If you had these feelings, it would be in your best interests to store them as far back in your mind as you possibly could. No one had a clue that I wore panties almost exclusively. I had 4 or 5 pair of boxers that I could wear if I was going to be anywhere with others that might involve sleepovers or showering in a. Even at this latitude, the iceberg was still cold but this was only because it had once been so very large. It was still taller than a giraffe and almost as immense as a whale, but it was rapidly melting beneath the hot sunlight on the even hotter sand. This was the first time Glade had ever felt anything as cold as ice on her skin. It was so cold it almost burnt, but it was a welcome respite from the burning heat. The water that melted from it was fresh rather than salt. There were even a few.