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BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR...
      The Transformation

SIX HOURS LATER...

Sal staggered back to consciousness, at first forgetting where he 
was.  But after feeling the silk sheets on his body, he remembered 
where he was and sat upright in bed.  At first, he had thought it a 
dream, that perhaps he had imagined Charity after falling asleep on 
the couch.  But looking around, he knew he had not.  The entire room 
bespoke wealth, from the silk bedsheets to the fancy draperies.  And 
he knew Charity was very rich.

Sal looked around.  His clothes were gone, replaced, on a nearby 
chair, with panties and a frilly robe, both pink.  He quickly got up 
and got dressed, figuring that that was what Charity wanted.

He went downstairs, getting a good look around.  The entire penthouse 
was huge, more like a small mansion than any apartment.  Sal's entire 
apartment could've fit inside the central living area.

He heard a splashing and giggling from a side room.  He walked up, 
knocked on the door, and stuck his head in.  "Charity?"  Inside the 
room was a hot tub set into the floor, and in the hot tub was Charity 
and Julie.

Charity looked up at him.  "Oh, I'm sorry, Sal.  When I checked on 
you a little while ago, and you were still asleep, I figured you'd 
be asleep for a while."  Charity stepped from the tub, her one piece, 
solid black bathing suit accentuating her beautiful form.  She came 
over and hugged Sal to her.  "And I wanted to be there when you woke 
up."

"That's okay.  I chased you into another city.  I can surely come 
downstairs for you."

"That's sweet.  Julie, my robe."  Julie, wearing a powder pink 
bikini, leapt from the tub and got a fluffy, blue robe, quickly 
putting it on Charity.  "Now, Sal, if you're to be a part of my life 
we need to discuss certain changes."  As they walked from the room, 
Sal noticed a rather perturbed look on Julie's face.

Charity walked him to a dining room, and pulled out a chair for him. 
Sal sat down, and Charity sat in the chair beside him.  She took his 
hands in hers and said, "Sal, I want you to know that leaving you was 
one of the hardest things I ever did."

"Then why did you do it?  I'd've done anything, changed in any way you wanted."

"I know.  And that was part of the problem.  I was afraid you were 
becoming fixated on me."

"But... I am fixated on you.  For good or for bad, I need you, 
Charity.  I... I'm not sure I can live without you."

"Yes, I know.  That's why we're talking now.  But I want you to know 
that you will have to make certain changes in order to come into my 
life."

"What?  I'll do anything."

"We'll see.  But before I tell you, I want you to know you have 
another option.  No changes involved."

"What?"

"I have business dealings in your little town.  Two, maybe three 
times a year, I'll be traveling there and spending a couple weeks to 
a month.  When I'm there, we can get together and have fun."

"2... or 3 times... a year," Sal considered, the option of such 
infrequent visits clearly leaving a bad taste in his mouth.

"And there could be a problem with that."

"What?"

"Your obsession wasn't the only reason I left you.  You remember I 
told you that my tastes vary?"  Sal nodded.  "Well, to be honest, I 
was growing bored with our sex.  Not that I was growing bored with 
you.  Frankly I'm amazed I stayed as long with you as I did.  But 
sometimes my tastes... change, and there's no guarantee that I'll be 
feeling dominant when I come to your town on business."

"Then...  I'll undergo whatever changes you want."

"Perhaps.  But I'm not going to have you walking into this blind. 
I'm not going to trick you by getting you to agree to a bunch of 
changes you don't know about then make changes you aren't prepared to 
handle."

"So... what kind of changes are you talking about?"

"Sal, I want to... feminize you.  I want you to become my she-male girlfriend."

"Your...  You'll dress me up?"

"To begin with.  I also plan on feeding you hormones.  Female 
hormones.  They'll cause you to grow breasts, your skin to soften, 
and even cause what little facial hair you've got to thin out, 
perhaps stop growing altogether."

"What else?"

"The hormones will probably cause your dick to shrink a bit, and, 
well,... become useless, at least as a fucking tool."

"You... want this?"

"Yes."

"Then... I'll do it."

"Wait a sec, hun.  I'm not finished."

"What else?"

"Some plastic surgery.  At the very least, breast implants, and, 
depending on the results of the hormones, maybe some facial surgery, 
and some other reconstructive work.  Actually, Sal, considering your 
small size, and thin body, you could pass for a girl with only a 
little bit of work."

"Thanks."

"Hun, I'm not trying to be cruel.  I'm simply telling you your 
options.  There's something else."

"What?"

"It's nothing I require, but I wanted to warn you.  Some people... 
don't take kindly to transsexuals, particularly those in 
mid-transformation.  You could lose your friends, and even your job 
over this."

"I only have one friend, except for you, and I'm not sure what his 
response is going to be.  But,... what happens if I lose my job? 
What'll I do?  Where'll I go?"

Charity stroked his face.  "You'll come to me.  I will not abandon 
you, Sal.  And, honestly, I'm not sure I'd mind it if you lost your 
job."

"But why?"

"Because then I'd get you 7 days a week.  As it is, I'll only get you 
2 days a week, on your "weekend"."

"I'll give up my job for you if you want."

"That won't be necessary.  I don't want to steal your life, only change it."

"And if I do this, you'll make me a permanent part of your life?"

"Yes.  There will be no part of my life that I won't invite you into."

"Then I'll do it."

"No."

"WHAT?!"

"Relax, hun.  I'm not saying a permanent no.  I just don't want you 
making a snap judgment.  We'll spend the next couple days dressing 
you up as a girl to give you a taste of what it'll be like.  Then you 
get to spend a week at home thinking about it, and if you still want 
to return to me, give me a call next Wednesday, and we'll start on 
your program."

"Alright."

Charity gave Sal a kiss on the lips.  "That's my girl."  Sal blushed. 
"Now come on.  Let's get you dressed in your first girl's outfit."

Charity took him upstairs to another bedroom, this one decorated far 
more effeminately than the other he had slept in.  Laying on the bed 
was a one piece swimsuit, blue with a red, diagonal stripe across the 
body, and a wig, a shade of brown identical to his own with stylish, 
feminine waves.  "Now, into the shower in there."

Sal walked into the bathroom, got out of his robe and panties, and 
into the tub.  He got cleaned up, and when he was finished Charity 
covered him in a hair remover, from the neck down, and, after waiting 
the required time, helped him spray it off.

They went back into the bedroom, and Charity helped him into the 
bathing suit, and after she snapped shut the base under his crotch, 
he said, "This feels real tight, across the stomach."

"It's supposed to.  The bathing suit has some body paneling to slim 
down a woman who feels her stomach is a little... large."

"But my stomach is trim and flat."

"Yes, I know.  On you, the paneling will give you curves.  Take a 
look."  Charity pointed to a full length mirror on the back of the 
door.

Sal walked over and took a look.  His face was still, well, mostly 
masculine (androgynous, capable of being either male or female, would 
probably be a better term), but his body, under the swimsuit, had 
curves!  Oh, there was no way he'd be called curvy or anything like 
that, but, by not looking real hard, it was easy to believe that he 
was looking at the body of a woman.  Charity said, "Now close your 
eyes."  Sal did so, and he felt something being placed atop his head. 
The wig, he guessed.  "Okay, open your eyes."

Sal obeyed, and with the wig atop his head, he saw a woman staring 
back at him from the mirror.  His legs were, perhaps a little 
over-muscled, but perhaps the body of a female who worked out a lot. 
It even looked like he had small breasts, although he knew that it 
was simply padded cups in the suit.  He looked at himself for a few 
seconds, before turning to Charity, and asking, "Am I pretty?"

Charity was laying out a collection of clothes.  "Very.  And if you 
decide to take me up on my offer, you'll be even prettier by the time 
I'm finished with you.  Now let's go take a dip in the hot tub."

"Charity?"

"Yes, lover?"

"What happens... between us... if I decide not to go through with this?"

Charity smiled at him.  "If you decide before we even start that this 
isn't for you, then the original offer stands.  We'll get together on 
the two or three times a year that I'm in town."

"And if I decide after we get into it?"

"Then you can always walk away.  But if you walk away, you walk AWAY. 
You lose me entirely.  Further, you walk away as is.  So, if you've 
grown breasts, or gotten implants, getting rid of them would be your 
business.  Consider that, too, when you make your decision."

"Yes, ma'am."

They walked together down to the hot tub.  Julie was pulling on a 
robe.  Charity asked, "What are you doing, Julie?  I want to spend 
time in the tub with both of you."

"If we're to have a guest for dinner, I need to get started."

"At 2:30?"

"I wanted to fix something special tonight."

"Nonsense.  Anything you fix will be fine.  And if it gets too late, 
then we can order in."

"But, ma'am-"

In a stern voice, Charity said, "Julie!" and pointed at the tub.

Julie meekly said, "Yes, ma'am."  She then stripped off her robe and 
returned to the tub.

"Your turn, Sal.  Into the tub, try to emulate Julie's walk.  Take 
small, dainty steps."

"Yes, ma'am."

Sal did his best to emulate the steps taken by Julie, and carefully 
walking to the tub and stepping in.  Charity smiled as he walked and 
then followed to the tub.  She sat down in the tub and spread her 
arms.  "Come here, both of you.  I want to wrap my arms around both 
of my girls."

Sal quickly took his place under her right arm, and Julie, only 
slightly slower, under her left.  Charity wrapped her arms around 
their shoulders and pulled them close.  She then slipped her hand 
into their bathing suits and found a nipple on each.  Julie moaned 
almost immediately, and Sal wondered, if he got breasts, would they 
be that sensitive?

As Charity's overt fondling progressed, it was clear Sal wasn't 
getting that much out of it, so Charity said, "Sal, why don't you 
lick my breast?  I know you enjoy that."

Sal pressed his lips to Charity's near tit, then snaked his tongue 
under the edge of her suit.  Julie thought he'd have to pull down her 
suit to get at her nipple, but was amazed (and jealous) as his tongue 
managed to reach her nipple without moving the suit.  Not wanting to 
be outdone, though, Julie leaned over and started licking Charity's 
other breast.  But she had not been given permission to move 
Charity's suit (she was taking a chance just licking without 
invitation) so her ministrations were nowhere near as effective as 
Sal's.

She decided to take another chance, and rubbed the inside of 
Charity's thigh, but as she got closer and closer to her Lady's 
crotch she bumped into Sal's hand, which was already there, stroking 
Charity through her suit.  Julie almost growled in frustration, 
before sending her hand down underneath and stroking Charity's bum. 
It wasn't much longer before Charity was moaning and vibrating 
underneath their dual actions.  And soon thereafter Sal felt Charity 
throb and spurt inside her suit.

Charity then said, "Enough!" and both Sal and Julie immediately 
pulled their hands free, and returned to just cuddling in Charity's 
arms.  They stayed that way, silently cuddling and making small talk, 
for a couple hours before Charity said, "Okay, that's enough.  Out of 
the tub, girls."

Sal and Julie got out of the tub, but Charity remained in.  She said, 
"Julie, take Sal...  No, that's no good any more.  You need a femme 
name.  From now on I'll call you Selena.  It's close enough to your 
old that if I slip, no one will think anything untoward.  Take Selena 
upstairs and help her into the outfit I laid out."

"Yes, ma'am."  Julie grabbed Sal/Selena and roughly yanked her 
towards the door.  They went upstairs and Julie quickly looked over 
the clothes.  She took a corset and held it up.  "Okay, out of your 
suit."  Sal quickly got out of the bathing suit.  Julie held up the 
corset and helped Sal into it.  Once he was in it, she took the 
breastforms Charity had chosen, placed them in the cups, and pulled 
the laces as tight as she could.  She then gave Sal the pink panties 
in the clothing set, and he quickly put them on.  Then, after having 
Julie explain how to do it, Sal put on a pair of stockings.  Then 
Julie put him in a pretty, pink dress.  She then gave him a pair of 
low heels (less than an inch), and after helping him to balance on 
them, walked him down to the dining room, where Charity waited for 
them.

Charity said, "Good evening, ladies.  Selena, I like how you look in 
that dress."

"Thank you, ma'am."

Julie said, "I'd better get started on dinner."

"No need.  I ordered dinner in while you were helping Selena dress."

"But I was planning something special."

"Think of it as a night off.  I ordered from the cafe downstairs, so 
the food should be here any second now.  Have a seat, ladies."  Sal 
and Julie each took a seat next to Charity.  "So, Selena, how do you 
like your first day as a woman?"

"It's been... nice so far."

Charity noticed that Sal was shifting uncomfortably in his seat.  "Is 
something wrong, Selena?"

"It's just... this corset, ma'am.  It's tighter than I expected."

"It does seem to make your waist a little smaller than I expected, 
and that dress is hanging wrong.  Come here, and let me take a look 
at it."  Sal got up and walked over to Charity.  As soon as she 
touched him, she said, "Selena, did you towel off before dressing?"

"Uhm, no, I don't think I did."

Charity gave him a disapproving look.  "Turn around."  Sal turned and 
Charity unzipped him, then untied and loosened the corset. "Now go 
upstairs and change into something else.  Get back into your bathing 
suit.  Make sure it's dry.  It's not as effective as the corset, but 
it will keep you curvy."

"Yes, ma'am."

As Sal left, Julie was smirking behind Charity's back, but without 
looking Charity said, "That was really petty, Julie."

Trying to feign ignorance, Julie said, "Ma'am?"

Charity turned to face Julie.  "I sent you upstairs to help Selena, 
not to hurt her."

"But-"

"No.  Do not try to deny it.  You should've noticed she was wet and 
dried her off before putting her into the corset.  And even if I 
believe that that was an honest mistake, that corset was far too 
tight.  Do you realize what that combination could've done?  Do you 
realize what happens to wet leather when it dries?"

"No, ma'am."

"It shrinks.  You could've seriously damaged her."

Julie looked down.  "I'm sorry, ma'am."

"Sorry for doing it or sorry you got caught?  No, don't protest. 
Julie, I want this to work.  I want Selena to become a part of my 
life.  I want this weekend to be pleasant for her.  If your petty 
jealousy drives her away before she even starts, before Sal even 
starts down the path to becoming Selena, then you will spend the next 
year working as a waitress at the Menagerie.  And if you try to drive 
Selena away after she starts; if you force me to choose between you; 
you will loose.  Do you understand?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Now go upstairs and help Selena.  And this time, HELP."  Julie got 
up and silently started to leave the room.  Before she exited, 
Charity said, "Julie."  After Julie turned, she continued, "You have 
one more chance.  Don't blow it."

Julie gulped.  "Yes, ma'am," she said as she left the room.  As she 
walked upstairs, she realized she would have to be much more 
circumspect in her plans.  She wouldn't touch little "Selena" while 
Charity was around, but during Sal's transformation, there would be 
times when her Mistress would have to be out of town.  Then she could 
"convince" Selena to leave.

**********

NEXT WEDNESDAY...

Sal headed into work.  He had thought long and hard about Charity's 
offer, and had finally decided he had no choice.  He needed...  He 
loved Charity and had to be a part of her life (and, truth be told, 
he enjoyed feeling pretty when dressed as a woman).  Now the only 
problem was how to deal with work and becoming Selena at the same 
time.  Assuming he even still had a job after he told Leo what he 
planned.

He went up to the office where Leo was doing the bi-weekly payroll. 
He knocked on the door.  Leo looked up and said, "Oh, Sal, come on 
in."

Sal stepped in, saying, "Yeah.  You said that if I ever needed to 
talk I could come to you?"

"Yeah, sure.  Close the door if you want and have a seat."  Sal 
closed the door, then sat in the seat opposite Leo.  "So what's up?"

"It's just...  You remember me telling you about that incredible girl 
who managed to dominate me?"

"Yeah."

"Well, we spent a few weeks together, and now, well, I plan on 
becoming a permanent part of her life."

"Sounds good, so what's the problem?"

"She's only willing to let me in if I agree to make a few... changes."

"Well, I can't say I agree with that.  I've never been a big fan of 
changing for the sake of someone else, but it's your life.  What kind 
of changes are we talking about?"

"That's the rub.  She wants me to become... a girl."

Leo's eyes widened.  "A girl?  As in sex change?"

"Basically.  Everything but the final operation to give me a vagina."

"Hormones, too?"

"Uh-huh."

"You realize that intensive hormone therapy has certain... side effects?"

"Uh-huh.  She explained all of that."

"And you still want all of that?"

"Uh-huh."

"Sounds like you've got your mind made up.  What did you want to talk 
to me about?"

"Well, my job.  As in, will I still have it through and beyond my change?"

Leo sat back in his chair.  "Officially, I don't give a rat's ass."

"Unofficially?"

"This is a small town, Sal.  You do this in public, while you're 
working here, and there isn't going to be anyone in town that doesn't 
know about it.  You'll become public spectacle number one.  You won't 
get fired, I'll see to that, but you may wind up having to quit 
because of the embarrassment."

"So, what do you suggest?"

"You've got two weeks paid vacation coming up, plus, you've worked 
here more than long enough to earn the company's 6 month emergency 
leave time.  I suggest you use both.  I have no idea how long this is 
going to take, but it'll give you some time away.  Now look, Sal, no 
one but me sees the company records.  Officially, we can say you go 
on emergency leave and decide not to return.  Instead your cousin 
whatever your name will be-"

"Selena."

"Your cousin Selena comes to fill your post at the store.  Nobody 
knows about your... changes."

"But the 6 month leave is unpaid time.  How am I going to pay for my 
apartment?"

"Well, worst comes to worst, you can pack your stuff in storage and 
get a new apartment once you get done.  Can't this woman help?"

"I could ask."

"Good.  But there's something else you should know about."

"What?"

"The store is being sold.  I haven't said anything, because I've been 
personally assured that the company making the purchase plans on 
making no changes to the way we run the store.  But the new bosses 
will have access to the records, and I have no idea what their 
feelings towards transsexuals will be.  Officially, they can't fire 
you for this, but we both know that if an owner or manager really 
wants to find a reason to fire someone, official don't count for 
dick."

"Thanks for warning me."

"Hey, no problem.  You sure you want to do this?"

"I'm sure."

"Okay, man.  Look, you ever need someone to help you out, no matter 
what the reason, you call me, okay?"

"Yeah, I will.  Thanks."

Sal left the office and went to the employee lounge.  Luckily no one 
else was there as he used the phone to make a collect call to 
Charity.  After telling Charity about what Leo had suggested, she 
said, "I think it's a wonderful idea.  Frankly I was worried about 
this taking longer than it had to, since we'd only be together for 2 
and a half days a week.  This'll give me more than enough time to do 
a great job on you!  You won't even recognize yourself when I get 
done with you."

"But what about my apartment here?"

"Oh, I can easily cover the rent.  Hell, I could buy the building."

"You'd do that for me?"

"Of course.  Selena, I don't want you feeling trapped.  I want this 
to be a pleasant time for you.  I want you to be happy in your new 
life as Selena.  You'll always have access to your car and your 
apartment, in case you ever... want to leave.  But I hope to make it 
so you won't want to leave."

Sal smiled widely.  "Thank you."

"Any time, lover.  What time do you get off today?"

"As soon as I can get done cleaning after we close at 9."

"How long will that take?"

"Depends on the section I'm in.  Could be anywhere from 20 minutes to an hour."

"Okay, as soon as you get finished call me."

"Okay.  And Charity?"

"Yes, dear?"

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

Sal went to work, humming and singing all day.  During his break, he 
filled out the paperwork for his vacation and the emergency leave he 
was going to take.  At the end of the day, he cleaned up his area in 
record time, then called Charity.  "So how long will it take you to 
get here?" she asked.

"About an hour."

"Good.  I'll see you at about 10 then."

Sal then proceeded to break every speed law between the store and 
Charity's home.  He arrived slightly before 10, and was sent straight 
upstairs by the security guard.  As soon as he entered Charity's 
home, he looked around for her, and saw her at the top of the stairs. 
She was wearing a beautiful, blue sun dress with matching blue shoes. 
"Selena!  You got here early.  I'm so glad to see you."  She ran down 
the stairs and literally swept Sal off his feet and kissed him deeply.

Sal felt so small when she did that, but so safe and happy at the 
same time.  "Good evening, Charity."

"Good evening, Selena.  Are you ready for the first day of the rest 
of your life as a woman?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Good."  She set him down, took his hand and walked him to the dining 
room.  There, on top of a silver tray, were two glasses filled with a 
liquid and a pill of some kind.  Charity handed him the pill and one 
of the glasses.  "This is your first hormone treatment.  Take this 
and there's no getting out without getting entirely out."

Sal popped the pill in his mouth, and downed it with half the glass 
of liquid, which turned out to be sparkling cider.  Charity smiled. 
She then clinked her glass against Sal's and said, "Cheers."  She 
then sipped her glass while Sal drank from his.  When they were 
finished, she set her glass down, took Sal's face in hand, and kissed 
him.  "Come on.  Let's go upstairs."

As they walked, Sal asked, "Where's Julie?"

"I sent her away for the night.  Tonight.  It's just you and me."

"Oh."

"You sound disappointed."

"It's just...  I wish she'd let me be her friend.  I am kind of 
intruding on her."

Charity smiled.  "Oh, you are just too precious.  But you can be her 
friend starting tomorrow.  Tonight, I want you all to myself."

"Thank you, ma'am."

Charity walked the two of them upstairs to her bedroom.  As soon as 
they were through the door, she ordered Sal, "Undress me."  Sal 
quickly unzipped her dress, and helped her out of it.  He carefully 
folded it and laid it on the seat of a chair.  He then took off 
Charity's slip, and, with equal care, placed it atop her dress.  He 
then took off her bra, and using his tongue, licked every inch of her 
breasts, paying special attention to her nipples.  After finishing on 
her breasts, he slowly licked down her stomach, till he reached her 
panties.  He grabbed the base and pulled them down her legs, kissing 
her just above the elastic in its downward path.  He then waited for 
Charity to lift her legs out of the panties and gently laid them and 
the bra on the chair.

He then returned to a kneeling position in front of Charity and 
licked gently at her cock till it was nice and hard.  Then, with a 
speed born of practice, he deftly swallowed her cock.  Once she was 
all the way inside him, he shot his tongue into her cunt, and, while 
moving up and down on her dick, licked and stroked the inside of her 
cunt.  Charity moaned.  "Oh, god, I love that tongue of yours."

Sal, although appreciative of her compliment, continued his tongue 
work on her, and soon had the joy of tasting her feminine juices, 
both from her cunt and her dick.  Sal then looked up and saw an 
idyllic smile on Charity's face.  She took his face in hand and 
lifted him up to her.  Charity proceeded to undress him, for the 
first time ever doing most of the work herself.  Then, she leaned 
over and kissed him, while pressing him back onto the bed.  Once on 
his back, he started to spread his legs, assuming that Charity wanted 
to fuck him, but she said, "No, hun.  Tonight, you fuck me.  At least 
first."  Then she winked at him.

He pulled his legs back together, as she climbed up on the bed and 
straddled his hips.  She took his dick and held it as she slowly 
lowered herself onto him.  Once all of him was inside her, she took 
his hands and placed them on her breasts.  He rubbed and stroked her 
in the ways he knew she liked as she proceeded to ride him.  And, 
although he was the one inside her, she was the one controlling the 
action, and Sal still felt like he was the one being fucked.  They 
moved together, loving, stroking, and fucking until they came 
together, Charity falling atop Sal after her orgasm.

As they lay together, just cuddling, Charity said, "Sal," which 
surprised him.  This was the first time since she had renamed him 
that he had heard her refer to him as anything other than Selena.

"Yes?"

"Sal, I want this to work."

"So do I."

"Then you need to do something.  It's going to be hard, and I expect 
you to try even if you don't succeed."

"What is it?"

"You have to start thinking of yourself as Selena.  We can make all 
the changes to your body that money will allow, but if you don't 
change yourself," Charity tapped on Sal's forehead, "up here," then 
she tapped his chest, "and in here, then you won't be able to get as 
much out of this as you can."

"I'll try."

"Good.  The hormones will help.  They'll help to influence your 
thinking pattern.  But a big step..."

"Yes?"

"Make an effort not to think of yourself as anything but Selena. 
Don't respond to Sal, or write it, and try to think of yourself as 
Selena."

"Okay.  I'll try."

"Good.  Now, Selena, what would you like to do now?"

"I... I want to feel you inside me.  I want to lay on my back, and 
have you fuck me."

Charity kissed Sal/Selena.  "Okay, hun, on your back."  Sal quickly 
got on his back (trying to think of it as her back), and pulled his 
(her) legs open and up to his (her) chest.  Charity got between Sal's 
legs, put her dick to his (her) ass, leaned forward, kissed him 
(her), and started to press in.  Selena moaned (somehow it was a lot 
easier to think of herself as a girl when on her back being loved by 
Charity) and pulled Charity further into her.  The two kissed as 
Charity pumped into the ass of her sub.  Selena's hands found 
Charity's breasts, and massaged them.  The two of them moved together 
until Selena came underneath Charity, moaning and screaming wildly.

Selena asked for a break, but Charity, not having had her orgasm, 
kept going, and before she knew what was happening, Selena was hard 
again, and bucking and thrashing underneath Charity.  Selena came 
again, but this time begged Charity not to stop.  And Charity didn't 
stop.  Didn't stop until she came, that is.  Once she did, she pulled 
out of Selena.

"Oh, ma'am, please stick it back in me," Selena begged.

"Not quite, dearie."  Selena whimpered.  "Relax, love.  I'm not going 
to leave you hanging.  But close your eyes."

Selena did as she was ordered, and felt Charity move on the bed, 
heard a drawer open and close, then felt Charity's warm cunt envelop 
her cock.  But there was something slightly different about the feel 
of it.  At first, Selena thought that maybe Charity was having her 
service Julie or some other woman, but then heard Charity say, "Open 
your eyes, hun."  Selena opened her eyes and saw Charity's back. 
Charity had straddled Selena's hips, but in a way she never had 
before, facing away from Selena.  "Now hold off, Selena.  Cum with 
me."

"May I... massage your buttocks, ma'am?"

"Yes, dearie, you may."

Selena reached up and started to rub Charity's behind.  Then she felt 
a pressure at her ass as something pressed into her.  She knew there 
was no way it could be Charity's dick.  First, there was no way she 
could bend it that far around to have both her cunt around Selena's 
cock, and her dick in Selena's ass.  Second, what was entering 
Selena's ass was much thicker than Charity's thin dick.  Selena 
wondered what it was till she heard a small click and felt the thing 
start to vibrate inside of her.  Selena moaned as Charity started to 
move the vibrator in and out of her.  It took all the control she had 
not to cum immediately.  She then redoubled her efforts on Charity. 
But she still wondered if she could hold off till Charity came and 
was pleased with herself when she managed to do just that, cumming at 
the same time as Charity.

When they were finished, Charity climbed off and lay beside Selena. 
Selena said, "Thank you, Mistress."

"Don't.  Don't ever call me that."

Selena thought about it and said, "May I call you Milady?  Charity 
just seems too informal."

"I'd prefer Charity, but if you must, Milady will do."

"Then,... Charity, why do you have such a problem with the title Mistress?"

Charity thought about it then sighed.  "You remember me telling you 
about the boy who pushed me out of his car when he found out about my 
cock?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Well, he never told anyone about it.  I figured he was just too 
embarrassed to admit he had been attracted to me.  It was shortly 
after I started dominating my uncle that the man started pestering me 
for another date.  I turned him down, thinking he thought he was 
doing me some kind of favor, but he kept pestering me for a date. 
Finally, after he asked me one time for a date, I took him in my arms 
and whispered in his ear that the only way he was going to get 
another date was for him to take me back to the same lookout point 
where he had left me before, then let me fuck him up the ass, 
figuring that'd keep him from ever bothering me again.  Imagine my 
surprise when he accepted even before I let him go.

"Well, after I got finished fucking him on that first date, he begged 
me for another.  I told him that in order to get any more dates with 
me he'd have to agree to be my secret slave.  He agreed, and after 
that, whenever he was available, he had to come over to my house and 
serve me in any and every way I wanted.  I had him fuck me, get 
fucked by me, get fucked by my uncle, suck both me and my uncle, and 
always call me Mistress.

"But one day, he just snapped.  I don't know whether I had pushed him 
too far because of my anger towards him, or he wasn't prepared to 
accept his own submissiveness, or both, or neither, but, one day, 
when my uncle wasn't there, he attacked me.  I woke up in the 
hospital a few hours later, my uncle having rushed me there when 
found me at home unconscious and bloody.

"The boy's parents tried to use the fact that I was a hermaphrodite 
to blackmail my uncle into not pressing charges or doing anything 
about it, but my uncle had been smart enough to insist that 
everything we did together was taped with a secret video camera.  My 
uncle showed his parents copies of the originals, and told them that 
if they put the boy in therapy, he wouldn't reveal the tapes, but 
that if they tried to embarrass me by revealing my secret, then 
everything went public.  So they got him into therapy, and my secret 
stayed secret.

"And that's why I don't like the term Mistress.  It reminds me of all 
the mistakes I made with him.  That's also why I won't let anyone 
make snap decisions, because I let him make snap decisions about 
being with me."

"Did you ever find out what happened to him later?"

Charity smiled an evil smile.  "After my uncle died and I inherited 
his fortune, I looked for the punk.  I found him, of all places, 
working in a gay S&M club, as a waiter and a performer.  I bought the 
place then made him an offer.  Either get fired and blackballed from 
any decent place ever again, or submit to breast implants and go to 
work at a place I owned that catered to men who like chicks with 
dicks.  To be honest, he doesn't look very much like a girl.  Just 
like a big guy with tits.  But some guys are turned on by that, and 
he actually seems happier now."

Selena was silent for a few seconds.  "Charity?"

"Yes, dear?"

"What's going to happen to me?"

"We've discussed that.  You'll grow breasts, your dick will shrink 
and become harder and harder to get hard-"

"No, I mean to me... to... us?"

"Oh, hun, you're scared, aren't you?"

"A little."

"My little Selena, now that you have started on the path I have laid 
out for you, you will have a place with me as long as you want it.  I 
will care for you, and protect you, and love you."

"You make me feel so safe, Charity."

"Thank you, dearie.  Now, would you like more sex tonight?"

"No thanks.  I've already cum more times than I thought I could 
tonight.  I just want to sleep with you."

Charity smiled and cuddled up with her little Selena.

**********

TWO MONTHS LATER...

Selena woke up, and went through her morning ritual of checking 
herself out in the mirror.  Sometimes, it seemed like she was seeing 
someone new every day, others it seemed like she was watching grass 
grow.  Today was one of those latter times.  For the last few days 
there had been no perceivable changes to her body, but Charity had 
told her to expect that.

She thought about the changes she had undergone.  She had responded 
quickly to the hormones.  After only a few days, she noticed that her 
chest was much more sensitive.  After two weeks, she started noticing 
definite growth, and she now had something she could call breasts. 
No more than A cup, really, but definitely there.  And with diet and 
strong corsets, her waist had shrunk a bit (not that she had ever had 
a big waist to begin with) from 28 down to 26.  Selena had wanted 
things to go faster, but Charity told her that her transformation was 
proceeding at a fine rate.

Selena had lost the use of her dick a month ago, but didn't miss it 
at all.  Strangely enough her enjoyment of sex had actually grown 
since before starting her transformation.  She had been shocked and 
amazed the first time she had experienced an orgasm without her dick 
growing hard, but had loved it every time since.

Her mental transformation had proceeded at a similar rate.  It had 
taken some time to get used to thinking of herself as a woman and 
only responding to her new name, not to Sal.  But just a few days 
ago, Charity had called to her with her old name (she did that 
regularly as a test), and Selena hadn't responded.  And it was more 
than just making herself not respond, she had actually not realized 
Charity was talking to her when her old name was used.

Selena also felt herself growing interested in more feminine 
pursuits.  Clothing, make-up, proper accessorization, that sort of 
thing.  And it was more than just a general knowledge of these 
things.  Working in a store, Sal had learned more about these items 
than Charity or Julie had, at least from a brand/quality view.  But 
now Selena knew more than she thought she could about matching not 
only colors but styles of her outfits and accessories.

The only downside to her time, so far, had been Julie.  She never did 
anything blatant or overt, but she made it very clear (particularly 
when Charity was on a business trip) that Selena was not a welcome 
presence in her eyes.

Selena quickly dressed in her maid's uniform and went downstairs.  It 
was her day to prepare breakfast.  One of the amazing things in 
Selena's change was that she had picked up a love of cooking, 
something she had never much liked as Sal, much less been good at. 
She prepared Belgian waffles with fresh fruit for three, then waited 
for Charity and Julie to come down.

When they did, Selena helped Charity into her chair with her usual, 
"Good morning, Milady," and got her usual glare from Julie.  This had 
been a problem between the two of them, for Julie felt as Selena did, 
that constantly using Charity's name was too informal, but, unlike 
Selena, Julie had never found a suitable alternative to "Mistress" 
which Charity despised, and Julie resented Selena for having done 
what she hadn't.

"Good morning, Selena."  Selena moved to try to help Julie, but as 
usual, she had taken her seat too quickly

Selena took her seat, and asked, "What are today's plans, Milady?"

"I have something special planned today.  For both of us.  And don't 
ask what.  It's a surprise."

"Yes, ma'am."  Selena wondered what Charity had planned.  The first 
time she said that was on the occasion of Selena's first trip to the 
salon.  The second time was when she took Selena to get her ears 
pierced.  The third time was when she had taken Selena for her first 
all day shopping trip as Selena.  All three times Selena had been 
scared out of her wits, but every time, it had turned out to be one 
of the most pleasant experiences she had.  Trips to the salon were a 
weekly thing now.  Selena loved the look of earrings in her ears. 
And, although she wasn't an outgoing person (never had been), had no 
problem going out in public, even liking the stares she got from some 
men.

"After breakfast I want you to get dressed in something nice. 
Nothing too fancy, but something for when you'll be seen by lots of 
people."

"Uhm, okay."  As Selena ate, she mentally went through her outfits, 
trying to decide which to wear.  She hadn't decided which to wear, 
even as she went upstairs, but as soon as she opened her closet, she 
knew what she wanted to wear.  A tight, powder blue number that 
looked great on her.  It'd require her waist cincher, but it was 
definitely worth it.  She got dressed, including her padded bra and 
3" heels (she hated heels, but loved the way her legs looked in 
them), applied her make-up, and came down the steps.

Charity was waiting by the steps and whistled when she saw Selena. 
"You look astounding, my love."

Selena blushed.  "Thank you, ma'am."

"Shall we go?"  Charity led Selena down to the garage, got into the 
car, and drove them from the building.  Selena was terribly curious, 
and kept asking where they were going, but Charity always replied 
with, "You'll see."

Selena was mystified.  She watched as the city rolled by.  Of course, 
not knowing the city, she had no idea where she was going.  Finally, 
Charity pulled into the parking lot of the State DMV.  They got out 
and went inside.  Selena thought Charity was here for herself, but 
she pushed Selena into the "By Appointment" line, then handed her 
three pieces of paper.  Selena looked at them, as she went through 
the line.  One was a fake birth certificate, with the name "Selena 
Lewis" on it.  The second was an application for a driver's license, 
filled out for Selena, again.  The third was a fake learner's permit, 
again, for Selena.

She got to the front of the line, and the clerk asked her, "Can I help you?"

"Uh, I have an appointment."

"Well, that would be why you're in the "By Appointment" line.  What's 
the name?"

"Selena Lewis."

The clerk tapped a few buttons on the computer and said, "Here you 
are.  11 o'clock.  The testers are running a little behind, but 
expect to take your test around 11:30."

Selena nodded and sat down to think.  She wondered if she should be 
doing this.  It was one thing to go through your day calling yourself 
something else, but to put a fake name on an official state document? 
That was some kind of crime, wasn't it?  Fraud, maybe, or falsifying 
documents, or something.  Was Sal really willing to commit a crime in 
order to be Selena?  More importantly, to be what Charity wanted?

She looked over to Charity.  Charity smiled at her, and she just 
melted inside.  Yes, she would do this.  She still wasn't sure about 
the illegality of it, but if it was what Charity wanted, she would do 
it.

She waited till shortly after 11:30 when her name was called.  She 
took her test with Charity's car, then went through the rigmarole and 
finally got her license.  She had wondered why this was being done at 
this particular time, but when she saw the name "Selena" above an 
official sex of female (Well, of F) on the license, part of her just 
felt so mushy, and, well, happy.

While staring at the license, she heard Charity say, "Welcome to the 
world of drivers, Selena."

Selena smiled.  "It's such a small thing, but..."

"But it makes you feel... official."

Selena nodded.  Then she handed the keys back to Charity.  "Thanks."

But Charity didn't take the keys.  "Uh-uh.  You drive."

"Okay, but, without my map, I don't know the roads real well."

"Do you know them well enough to get to Chez Pierre's?  I feel like 
celebrating with you.  Unless you don't want to?"

"Oh, no, Charity.  I'd love that!"  And, although she didn't want to 
seem greedy, she loved it when Charity treated her to Chez Pierre's. 
It was one of the most expensive restaurants in town, and Selena 
thought the food divine, but, despite the fact that it was part of 
Charity's extensive holdings, Selena always felt a little guilty 
about eating there, about having Charity give her such a treat, and 
never suggested it.

They returned to the car, and Selena drove them to the restaurant. 
They ate and laughed, Selena never having felt more girlish.  It was 
the end of the meal when Charity dropped the bombshell.  "Hun, I hate 
to do this to you.  I know we were planning on spending tonight 
together, but it seems I have to go out of town on a business trip 
tonight."

"Oh."

"But don't worry.  I'll be back in two... three days, tops.  And 
we'll spend my first night back together.  Okay?"

Actually, it wasn't spending the night alone that upset Selena.  It 
was spending the night alone with Julie.  As much as Selena tried, 
Julie just refused to be friendly.  But Selena didn't want to cause 
waves, so she just said, "Okay."

Charity leaned over and kissed her.  "That's my girl."

The two drove home together, and Charity went in to tell Julie about 
her business trip.  "Now, Selena will make dinner tonight, so it will 
be your job to clean up after dinner.  And I want you two to play 
nice tonight."

Julie said, "Yes, ma'am."

Selena mused inwardly, "If only that were true."  If Charity wasn't 
around Julie wouldn't let Selena anywhere near her.

Charity grabbed her travel bag and headed off to the airport.  Selena 
made dinner as planned, but it was after dinner that the trouble 
started.  Julie stretched, and said, "I think I'll go up and take a 
nap."

"But Charity said you were supposed to do the clean up."

"I'll do it tomorrow.  Oh, wait a minute, tomorrow is your day to 
clean up.  I guess you'll have to do it."

"That's not fair!"

"Oh, shut up!"

"No.  Milady Charity ordered you to clean up and you will clean up!"

"Or you'll what?"  Julie drew back her hand.  "I ought to knock you 
on your ass just to prove I can do it."

 From the door, they heard Charity's voice say, "No you ought not." 
They turned and saw Charity, her face contorted in anger.  "Selena, 
go upstairs."

Selena said, "Yes, ma'am," and quickly ran upstairs.

Charity approached Julie, still frozen in place, her hand poised to 
strike someone no longer there.  Julie stammered, "Ma... Ma... Ma'am, 
what are you doing back?"

"Airport was fogged in.  All flights were canceled.  I suppose I 
could've arranged for a private charter, but I really wanted to get 
back and spend a night with Selena.  Imagine my surprise when I come 
in and find you about to 'knock her on her ass'."  Julie looked 
guiltily at her hand and put it down.  "You were warned, Julie.  Pack 
your bags."

Charity started to walk away, but Julie threw herself around the 
hermaphrodite's legs.  "Please, Mistress, no!  I'll be good!  Just 
don't send me away!  I can't live without you!"

Charity stopped.  "I don't want you to go, Julie.  But I can't trust 
you, anymore."

"Please!"

Charity thought about it.  "If I can't trust you alone with her, then 
you won't be alone with her.  When I am out of town, you will work at 
the Menagerie.  I figure a full shift there should wear you out so 
much that you won't be able to contemplate any mischief.  And just to 
make sure, Kimberly, head of security at the Sappho Club, will make 
sporadic visits.  If she suspects anything, YOU will leave. 
Understand?"

Julie cringed, but all she said was, "Yes, ma'am."

"I'm going up to Selena's room.  Now clean up, as you were ordered."

Julie went back and took care of the cleaning, crying straight through.

**********

THE NEXT EVENING...

Charity had gone off that morning, after the fog had lifted.  Julie 
remained quiet all day, in spite of the attempts Selena made to get 
her to open up.  But at 2 PM, Julie left, saying only that Charity 
had ordered it.

Selena ate dinner that night alone.  The first time since starting 
down the road as Selena.  She waited up for Julie on the couch, 
watching TV, not having anything else to do.  It was about 1:30 AM 
when Julie came in.  Selena saw her, hunched over and shaking, and 
ran to her, taking Julie in her arms.  Julie tried to push her away, 
but was too weak.  Selena said, "No, you don't.  I know you don't 
like me, but right now you need me."

Julie struggled a bit more, but finally broke down in tears, sobbing 
into Selena's breast.  Selena carefully took her to the bathroom, ran 
a bath, and undressed her.  Selena helped her into the tub, then took 
a washrag and gently cleaned her, being extra careful around the many 
new bruises that had appeared on Julie's body.  Eventually, Julie 
looked up, and, with tears in her eyes, asked, "Why are you being so 
nice to me?"

"Because you need this."

"But why?  I've been nothing but a royal pain towards you.  Purposefully."

"I know."

"But why?"

"Because as much as you don't want to hear it, I care about you."

"But why?"

"You keep asking that.  Isn't it enough that I do?  You and I are 
very much alike, Julie.  We're both submissive lovers.  We both love 
Charity.  And Charity loves both of us.  I don't want to drive you 
out, and I don't want you to feel you have to leave.  Julie, I want 
to be your friend.  All you have to do is let me in."

Julie was silent throughout the rest of her bath, as Selena cleaned 
her and dried her off.  Selena escorted her to bed, got her into a 
nightgown, and tucked her in.  Then she gave Julie a good night kiss, 
and returned to her room.

She changed into a nightgown of her own and got into bed.  Just 
before she pulled the covers up, she heard a knock on her door. 
"Come in."

Julie opened the door and stepped in.  "Selena, could I... stay with you?"

Selena lifted the covers.  "All you had to do was ask."

Julie came over and tentatively got into bed with her.  The two 
cuddled up together.  After a while, Selena asked, "Julie, where did 
you go today?  Where did you get all these bruises?"

"It's a bar called the Menagerie.  Charity owns it.  To call it a 
"meat market" would be kind.  The waitresses dress up in animal 
costumes, but the real animals are the men who patronize the place. 
They paw you, fondle you, and just, in general, mistreat you.  It's 
where Charity sends me to punish me."

"Oh, you poor dear.  Is there anything I can do to make it better?"

Julie looked into Selena's eyes, unsure of what to say.  But before 
she knew what was happening, she leaned forward and pressed her lips 
to Selena's.  The kiss started lightly, but soon progressed to 
passionate Frenching.  Their arms entwined, and they crushed their 
bodies together.  When they broke, Julie asked, "May I suckle your 
breasts?"

Selena smiled, sat up, and took her nightgown off.  Julie briefly 
used her fingers to stroke Selena's breasts, eliciting a moan of 
pleasure from the she-male.  "These are almost bigger than mine."

"Do... Do you like them?"

"Yes.  Part of me hates to say it, but you make a beautiful woman. 
Even more beautiful than me, I think."

"I don't think so.  I think you're one of the most beautiful women 
I've ever met."

"Really?  You don't think I'm too skinny?  Too small?"

"Oh, no.  I think you're beautiful as is."

Julie smiled, leaned forward and took Selena's nipple in her mouth. 
She lightly sucked, soon having her fellow submissive writhing beside 
her.  Julie pulled back, allowing the now stiff nipple to pop from 
her mouth.  She moved over and repeated the process with the other 
nipple.  Selena moaned, and stroked Julie's breasts.

The two wriggled about on the bed, until, somehow, Selena was on her 
back with Julie above her.  The girls were pointed in opposite 
directions and each had a nipple of the other in her mouth.  The two 
loved each other that way until Julie decided to slide down her 
lover's body until she was right above Selena's crotch.  She leaned 
down and kissed Selena on her member.  It wasn't hard, but neither 
was it flaccid.  She took the dick into her mouth and sucked on it. 
She heard Selena moan, then felt the she-male kiss her cunt, and 
stick her tongue deeply inside.  Julie sucked on the little dick 
until it was hard.  And hard, it was now a little less than 5 inches. 
As she did she felt Selena wiggle her tongue around inside her.  And 
Selena, having more experience with cunts than Julie did with dicks 
(particularly those influenced by doses of female hormones), was able 
to get Julie to cum first.  But Julie didn't want to be outdone, and 
redoubled her efforts on Selena.  Soon Selena was shuddering and 
cumming, although nothing came out of her dick.

After they were finished, they crawled back up and cuddled under the 
sheets.  While nuzzling Selena's chin, Julie said, "Thank you, 
Selena.  You were right.  I needed that."

"Anytime."

"Selena?"

"Yes?"

"Did you mean it when you said you want to be my friend?"

"Of course.  Julie,... I love you."

Julie thought for a second.  "Selena?"

"What?"

"I'm sorry... for the way I treated you."

Selena kissed Julie on the cheek.  "Forgiven and forgotten."  The two 
cuddled up and fell asleep together.

Later, Selena awoke when she thought she heard a door open, but when 
she opened her eyes there was nothing there.  She might've gotten up 
had Julie not made a small sound and cuddled up even closer.  Selena 
listened for a bit, but when she heard nothing, she placed her head 
against Julie, and went back to sleep.

Downstairs, Kimberly turned on the TV, keeping the volume low, so as 
not to disturb the two girls upstairs.  She was amazed.  Charity had 
told her that this was what she wanted to happen, but Kimberly 
thought, and had told her, that she was nuts.  But here it was, less 
than a day, and the two subs were happily in bed together.

**********

TWO DAYS LATER...

Charity walked into the condo, tossing her purse on the end table 
where she always did.  Kimberly was sitting on the couch watching TV. 
"Morning, Charity."

"Morning, Kim.  How are the girls?"

"They're doing fine.  I don't know how you do it, but they were 
together on the first night, snuggling and sleeping together 
peacefully.  They're in the hot tub together.  I switch over to the 
security camera every so once in a while just to make sure they're 
behaving, but haven't had to worry yet."

"Let me see."

Kimberly switched over to the security camera.  Only Julie could be 
seen, at first.  Then they saw Selena.  She was completely submerged, 
with Julie's hands pressing down on the top of her head.  It looked 
like Julie was drowning the girl.  The two women charged into the tub 
room.  As they entered the room, Julie threw back her head and 
screamed in orgasmic release.

Less than a second later, Selena burst from the water.  Rubbing the 
water from her eyes, and spitting out water, she happily exclaimed, 
"Told you I could do it!"

Charity said, "What's going on here?"

Both Julie and Selena exclaimed, "Charity!" and started to get out of 
the water.

"No, don't bother.  But what was this about?"

Selena swam over to the edge of the tub next to Julie and said, "She 
bet me that I couldn't hold my breath long enough to use my tongue to 
bring her off underwater.  And I said I could.  And I won."

"Don't rub it in," Julie said.  "So now I get to both clean up and 
make dinner tonight.  Unless, of course, you order me not to."

"You bet.  You lost.  You pay the bill."

Selena stuck her tongue out at Julie.  Julie kissed towards Selena. 
Charity laughed.  "It's good to see you two getting along finally. 
How about a little hot tub party, girls?  Kimberly, care to join us?"

"With these two lovelies?  Wouldn't miss it for the world.  I don't 
have a suit, though."

"I'm sure I've got something in the guest room that'll fit you. 
Selena, take her upstairs, and help her dress."

"Yes, ma'am."  Selena leapt from the tub and went upstairs with the 
blonde security officer.

Charity went over to the cabinets on one side of the room, and got 
her suit out.  As she got undressed, she heard, "Ma'am?"

"Yes, Julie?"

"I have a confession.  That time you caught me a few days ago wasn't 
the first time I terrorized Selena.  In fact, whenever you were out 
of town, I kind of made an ass of myself."

"I know."

"You did?"

"Mm-hmm.  I noticed Selena being a little more withdrawn the first 
time I came back from a business trip, so I made her tell me why."

"But if you knew, why didn't you punish me?"

"Because Selena begged me not to."

"She... did?"

"She wanted to be your friend, and felt that if you were punished on 
nothing more than her word, it'd make that impossible.  So she made 
me promise not to punish you unless I had empirical evidence of your 
failures."

Julie looked down.  "Now I feel really guilty."

"Just be a friend to her.  That's all she ever wanted."

"Yes, ma'am."  Julie thought while Charity finished getting into her 
suit.  "Ma'am, may I ask a question?"

"Of course."

"You've said you intend to get breast implants for Selena."

"Yes."

"Well, her breasts are already as large, if not larger, than mine, 
but you've never mentioned implants for me.  Why not?  I'll get them 
if you want."

"No, I'm content with your breasts as they are."

"But then why..."

"Get them for Selena?"  Julie nodded.  Charity looked to the door. 
Once she was sure Selena wasn't near, she said, "Two reasons.  One, 
part of Selena is still Sal.  I wouldn't want to get rid of him 
entirely, even if I could.  And, like most men, Sal foolishly equates 
breast size with femininity.  By looking down and seeing a pair of D 
cups hanging from his chest, it'll help him accept his feminine side."

"And the second reason?"

Charity came over and slid into the tub.  "I happen to know that you 
enjoy playing with a good size pair of tits."

"You were going to...  For me?"

"Not just for you, but yes, in part."

"I... really was acting like a spoiled child, wasn't I?"

Charity just smiled.  Selena and Kimberly chose then to return, and 
slipped into the tub.  Julie lurched across the tub, and plastered 
her lips to Selena's.  "Not that I'm complaining, but what was that 
for?"

"Just more apology for how I treated you."

Selena was about to say something, but Julie kept her from saying 
anything by pressing their lips together again.  Charity and Kim 
smiled and swam over to join the girls.

**********
-- 
"This is reality, not T.V.  Can't you tell the difference?"
"Sure, I just like T.V. better."

jrdss@alaska.net
ICQ#37222294
J R D

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