SUMMARY: This story is an original literary work. I wrote a story just to stretch my creative muscles. All scientists in this work are fictional. Any resemblance to anyone living, dead or born in the future, is purely coincidental.
WARNINGS: Contains transgender themes, Sci-Fi, explicit sex, mild violence, bad words, and strange ideas. It has only the strange things that dribble from my head. If you are not old enough, mature enough, open minded enough, and especially not smart enough to stop reading should you find yourself becoming offended viewing such a story, don't!

I hereby grant permission to post this story, make it available for download, or send it to a one or more of your kinky friends, as long as I am given credit for it and no monetary profit is made from it without sharing it with me. (I'm not greedy, but I did write it.)

 

Tanks for the Mammaries!

By Wholeman

 

Part 3

I looked up into fourteen hungry looking eyes and felt like an hors d’ Oeuvre. Some of the ladies were even licking their lips. I sighed and surrendered to the inevitable, "Well don’t just stand there, someone help me out with this hot little snatch!"

I was surprised that they didn’t just dive in. They actually went into a huddle! When they broke, each went a different way, two went out the door, two went into the bathroom, and four closed in on me. The four carefully, gently removed the few clothes I was still wearing. The bathroom ladies returned with a warm basin of soapy water and washcloths. They gave me a sponge bath head to toe, me cooing the whole time. When the others returned, four ladies floated me above the bed while two slid a big thick rubber like sheet under me. The anticipation had me dripping wet! Then they all stripped naked and joined me on the sheet, each with a bottle of baby oil they were liberally spreading all over themselves. As soon as they were slippery head to toe, they began to oil me up. The sensations on my skin were unbelievable! I almost came, just getting oiled up! When everybody was all oily, the ladies started kissing each other and rubbing their bodies together. The sight was driving me crazy, especially when it dawned on me that they had all shaved, so their pussies where as bare as mine! They rubbed titties together and stroked each other’s love holes. Then when I was getting ready to finger myself they grabbed my hand to stop me and started rubbing their slick boobies all over me, my legs my tummy my breasts and my face. That did it I came like gangbusters! One of the ladies’ mouths attached itself to my pussy and greedily lapped up my juices. They kept at it kissing each other and titty rubbing me, while they took turns lapping up my womanly excretions.

Every time I was able to move a hand, someone stuck a boob in it. Every time my shoulders shook, quivers of tit meat undulated away from me. The ladies would twiddle my oily nipples as I lie in a lovely pool of warm baby oil. It was truly strange, listening to the squirty sloppy noises emanating from my cunt, but it felt indescribably delicious.

I screeched, I screamed, I yelled, "Oh God, Oh God, Oh GOD!" I kept cumming, over, and over.

This time when I came around, I was as naked as a jaybird!

Millie announced, "Time to feed baby!"

I knew that I needed to start role playing, to start Sophie’s long road back to adulthood, "Where’s my darling little baby?"

Sally was pushing her into the room

"Come to mommy, baby Sophie, I have din-din all ready for you! Are you hungry precious? Mommy has missed you baby! Mommy just loves it when you suck so nice on her big, full, milky boobs! You just love to suck mommy’s big boobs, and feel her thick sweet warm milk in you mouth, don’t you baby Sophie?" She was next to me in the bed by then so I petted her head and brought my hand down to under her jaw, "Sophie just wants her cute little belly full of mama’s sweet thick milk, doesn’t Sophie?"

Her big, sad looking eyes, looked at me eagerly wanting feeding, as she nodded her head smiling sheepishly. Just think little Sophie, one day you will grow up and be able to feed your little girl with these big boobies," I told her as I hefted one of her enormous breasts and caressed the nipple, "Your little girl will take this big booby into her mouth like this, and suck and lick, just like this, only you will get the added thrill of feeling your very own milk spray out into your loving babies mouth, like you do to me."

"Here you are my precious, one of mommies milk laden boobies, just for you!" She grabbed it on both sides, and gently caressed, it as she placed it in her mouth and began working my nipple with her lips, and sucking my milk into her mouth, lovingly. "Does baby Sophie like mommies sweet milk?"

She said, "Mmmm," while nodding her head, still latched onto my breast sucking away happily.

After she had suckled awhile, I pulled my boob out of her mouth with a popping noise, and gave her the other one. She smiled at me over the top of my boob in total adoration, as she filled her tummy with my milk.

It felt so good that I fell asleep. I woke with a start, feeling her lick my cunt as if she couldn’t get enough. She stopped put her lips around my clit and sucked. When she had a good vacuum she said, "Mummmmiieeee!" and popped off. I came all over her red haired head! That only encouraged her and she tongued me out again. Next, she went back to tongue fucking my ass while she fucked me with her little nose. I came so hard I was afraid I’d drown her!

I heard her coming too, and was pleased that she could cum, now that mama had.

I heard her say in her, higher than even mine, voice, "I wuv you mummy!" and she kissed my ass very lovingly, and then wrapped her arms around my butt and hugged it.

Shortly, Sally came in and pulled her sleeping little body away, and put her on the gurney. Even covered in my own cum, I got up to see where they took Sophie when she wasn’t with me, I must have been pretty out of it, because I started tip toeing down the hallway naked. I saw Sally dropping her off at the guard station, then the guards saw me, and their jaws dropped open, their eyes bugged out, and I thought they would faint dead away. That’s when it dawned on me, that I was in my birthday suit.

I considered my options, realized the damage was already done, so what the hell! I yelled after Sophie, "Night-night baby girl!" I blew her a kiss, and waved. One of the guards wasn’t paying attention to what he was doing and ran the gurney over the other guard’s foot, who hollered, lost his footing and fell on his face!

Poor guys, so I yelled, "You guards take good care of my baby girl now, and see that she’s here in the morning safely. Bye, bye." I tiptoed away wiggling my little ass.

"Oh my god, did you see her? Ooh mama! She’d almost be worth loosing my balls over!" I heard one guard say to the other.

He was responded to with, "That’s exactly what it would cost you man, that was Dr. Samuels’ property. Rumor is Sophie tried messing with her and she what it got her! And Dr. Samuels liked her!"

"No Shit!" He replied, "I’d still have to think about it!"

That made me smile! Him finding me so hot, he’d risk Diane’s wrath. Then who knows maybe he’d like it! He could be his own wet dream, like me.

Sally jogged to catch up with me (it was pretty easy for her I couldn’t move very fast on my toes!)

"Do you feel a draft?" She asked.

"Why, are my lips open?" I spread my boobs so I might see my pussy as I bent over to look. I had to spread my legs and tilt my pelvis forward to see, "Oh damn you’re right my lips are open! I’m so embarrassed!"

She rubbed my head, "Turd! We are going to have to do something to help you with your modesty though, I’ll work on it and let you know."

Well virtually, everybody here has seen me naked, and most have seen places on me that even I haven’t. It just slipped my mind that there were two, who hadn’t, the guards. That’s remedied now though, everyone’s seen me naked now!"

"Yes but only two, who want to fuck you, haven’t!" she made her point.

"That’s not my fault, none of you invited them either!" I pulled her leg.

"Well Princess ‘Cums-a-Lot’ I think we can fit them in on your busy schedule tomorrow at 5:00 in the morning, should I contact them and ‘make it firm’?" she offered.

"You contact them and it’s my bet you’d get one rigid, and one limp and scared shitless!" I told her.

"I’m not taking that bet! I heard what they said too! You might get one hard but there would always be that frightening thought in the back of his mind, the picture of Diane, his cock in her teeth, torn loose from his body!" she offered as an example.

"Wow vivid imagery! I could almost see it myself. Of course you and I know that wouldn’t happen!"

"Yah, he’d find himself breathing fluid, in the body of a tiny nymphomaniac!" She agreed.

"He’s just lucky it would be Diane. Imagine if the old Sophie would have done it!"

She shuddered, apparently she knew Sophie, before she became my daughter.

"What do you think of my daughter? I really want to know!" I asked.

"I think she is really sweet! She dotes on her mommy, and would do anything for you. When she grows up I think she will be a fine lady!" she said gushing with pride.

"You do know she is the same Sophie, don’t you." I wasn’t sure she really knew.

"Oh yes, but the old Director Sophie, is gone for good! With you as her loving mother I predict she will be a lovely addition to our family!" she surmised ass we returned to my room.

"I have some plans that, all of us girls (damn that feels weird to say) need to work out some of the specifics. Is there a conference room where we can all meet? You don’t think anyone will be too busy to attend, I know it is short notice?" I was ready to get business rolling.

"You are pulling my leg aren’t you? You know that you are the only job we have, and other than having tremendous sex with you several times a day, most of us have been finding out why we don’t stay home and watch soap operas. You want an all hands meeting in 15 minutes. I’ll show you to the conference room. What kind of supplies do you want, laser pointer, large meeting size note pad to write in and capture the image into a PC, recorders, secretary, movie projector, overhead projector…"

"Stop, stop, just the big drawing pad, the one we can capture in a computer, and plain yellow pads with pencils for everybody to take notes, do able?" I tasked her, "Oh and since my nakedness destroys your ability to concentrate, I’ll need a jogging suit or something."

"You start holding your breath, we will be back before you turn purple!" she promised.

If I worked this right, our little group could, become a force to be reckoned with! Not to mention, with the mutual support and unfailing love we will have, none of the inner circle need ever worry about being stabbed in the back by the others, there would be no reason to turn on the others, to do so would hurt yourself, possibly more than anyone could bear. I just have to be very careful to lay the groundwork out solidly.

My ladies may have had their lives stolen from them by my quirky little body, but I’ll do my damndest to see to it that our new lives will be so much better, that had they been given the choice, they would each still choose to be with Diane, and me too.

I looked up from my scheming and saw the first of the ladies appear holding a jogging suit, which I donned. It only took three more minutes for everyone to assemble and one more after that to come up with the notepads etc.

They all sat around the table looking apprehensive. I parked my little tush in the chair at the head of the conference table. I barely stuck up over the edge of the table. So I stood in my chair so everyone could see me.

"Now before anyone starts to fret too much, I called this meeting to get us all working toward our family’s future. I took it upon myself to make some requests from management on our behalf. How would everyone like to help me come up with a design proposal for a custom made home for us all? I also have need of help in preparing Sophie to mature, and become a loving member of our family again. I sort of envision our new home set up, so we can spend most of our time together."

There didn’t seem to be any objections yet, so I continued on, "I’m not an architect so we may decide on something completely different, this is just my first concept so feel free to criticize. However, be prepared to offer a better Idea if you do, Okay?

Everyone nodded, "Here goes… Shoot, I can’t reach the notepad," I could have gotten down off my chair and went over to it, but then I wouldn’t have been tall enough to draw on it! Therefore, I waited for someone to drag it over to me. "Thank you," I drew a circle, and wrote sunken bed put arrows and wrote 40 ft. between them. All of the ladies giggled. Then I showed them a roll of rubber sheeting, which automatically drawn across the bed will prove entertaining. I got open laughs from that. I drew a giant circle around the bed circle. I started sectioning the outer ring to an inner ring, still quite far from the bed. I put slices in the inner ring to the outer ring in one of them I wrote private chamber, showed the outer ‘slice’ Drew a bedroom a living room a private bath, and a kitchenette. Then I erased a sectioning line, and moved it over a ways and added a walk-in closet. On several of the walls, where I felt windows should be I drew boxes imitating windows, and wrote ‘flat screen monitor/TV’.

"Since everyone would have their own living quarters, basically ‘their own space’, which can be closed off, or opened to the central area, I figure that we may all be stuck out here in, ‘nowhere New Mexico’, these monitors can make up for it. We can have images from all over the world fed to these monitors so you will be able to look out your virtual window, and it will seem like say, you are in Hawaii, or Aspen, Japan, or New York. You would not be ‘stuck’ anywhere. You could change locales daily or hourly to suit your whim. Additionally any one of them could become a painting, say a Monet, or a Van Goethe! When in ‘window mode’ it would feed live images, so if it’s stormy, or snowing, or even if someone walks by the ‘window’, that is what you will see. We would also have an extensive digital movie library that we can view on any of the ‘windows’ or all at the same time. Video games played on any of them, Internet access, Shopping channel, mainframe access, et cetera. Keyboards and mouse functions will be through a pair of glasses and bracelets that can place a virtual keyboard and mouse on your retina and sense the positioning of your hands and fingers.

The walk in closet will be to house your large sexy personal wardrobe, with storage for seasonal or whimsical variations, and fantasy role-playing wardrobes.

Each bathroom will have a sit-down vanity with basin, commode (seat bolted down), bidet, Jacuzzi tub, and two-person, selectable multiple head, stand up showers.

Full medical facilities are already available here, so that won’t have to be a consideration. Of course I’ll have to discuss this with management, but I believe that cosmetic body alterations can be obtain by any who want them, but group consultation would have to be a requirement. We all need an opportunity to talk you out of any changes, since I love you all exactly as you are. However, if something you desire deeply is what will make you happier, it will make me happy, and I’m certain all of our loving family too. They would all be supportive even if you decide on some strange freaky shit, like six breasts or something if we at least get the opportunity for you to hear out loud what it is, and what it would mean to you and to us, were your desired alterations come to fruition."

"Back to our home," (I tend to get side tracked sometimes when I’m on a roll) I turned to the drawing that was beginning to take shape. I drew a large area for a professional kitchen, with butcher block, gas range and griddle, counter tops all over, a walk-in refrigerator, a walk-in freezer, deep fat fryer, four microwaves, an automatic dish washer with robotic dinnerware/cookware storing ability (I love to cook, but I hate doing dishes), and a large pantry. "We will still have the cafeteria available, so no one need spend time cooking, but I figure from time to time we will want to do our own group fancy cooking. Which necessitates having," I started drawing again, "a large formal group dining room, big enough for a little more than double our family size, so we can entertain if the mood suits us."

I drew a new area with a near swimming pool size Jacuzzi bathtub, a locker room size shower, with a big basin area with lots of basins and several professional sit down hair dryers hair washing basins basically a small beauty parlor, four water closets, with partitions and a bidet in each one. Four ‘group’ bidets near the showers but close to the communal area. Full length mirrors an every wall in the place. "Mirrors on all the walls, I love looking at naked girls! Me included."

The ladies all snickered.

I drew up a new area and called it ‘Toy Storage’, then another area with a changing table, a big crib, a walk-in closet, and all the other amenities available in any of the other private rooms.

"This room will take special ministration, it will be decorated with pretty, girly, infant everything, stocked with the softest, prettiest, frilliest, babyish clothes that we can think of for baby Sophie. This is where I’m going to need lots of help. I intend to bring Sophie up in such a loving and caring environment, with people who love her so unconditionally, that when she reaches her true emotional and mental age she will be able to become an adult member of our family, forgiven and forgotten for all of her past indiscretions. This is the point I need all of the feedback from everyone I can get. It’s my feeling that we can do this, but we all have to work for it or we might just as well have executed Sophie. If we can do this, she can live a much better life than she was originally destined for, and I believe she will love each and every one of is with all of her little heart, as long as she lives. What are your feelings angels?" I looked each of them in the eyes one at a time.

Lisa was first to speak, "Uh, I’m willing, but who’s Sophie and what did she do, and is she being punished?"

"You Lisa, since you are new, I have no fear, can accomplish my goal easily. I’ll fill you in more after the meeting, is that acceptable to you?"

"Sure."

Mother Millie came next, "Though I despise who she was and what she did to you, if you can forgive her, and feel the need to try and make her whole, I will support you to the best of my abilities, but it may take some time to purge the old Sophie from my mind, I will act as though I have forgiven her until I can."

Lisa’s jaw dropped open. I knew she probably hadn’t experienced anything quite so harsh from anyone since her arrival.

Kellie chimed in, "I’ll try too, but I know it will be easier since her transformation makes her look so different, and the look of love she gets in her eyes when she sees you, melts away my hatred for her and I really want to forgive her when I see that!"

"Is that basically the way everyone feels?" I looked around and saw all heads nod. "Terrific, here’s the plan I’ve figured will be most successful, I’m open to other ideas or methods, but this just seemed to fit the circumstances. Since Sophie’s mental and emotional age at present are at the infant stage, Diane has agreed to give her certain medications that will ensure incontinence, further supporting her feeling of being my baby. This means someone will have to help me change her, I’m too little, she is almost my size, so lifting her onto the changing table, isn’t something I can do, I’ll probably need help with the changing too, same reason. We dress her as a baby, treat her as a baby, for a while, and then every so often when we all agree, she starts getting treated as an older girl, until every one agrees to accept her as one of the adults ladies. This way she mentally experiences what her childhood should have been like, in a home like ours."

"As long as we all must approve of her progress, and finally her acceptance," Sally got a devilish look to her, "and it will be fun having a sweet little baby girl around! The humiliation of not being able to control her body will help us to remold her"

"Good idea, I’ll see if Diane can do that too," I agreed.

"Do what?" Sally was confused.

"Give her the motor control of an infant, as well as bodily functions! Like you said," Making it her idea will help everything, the group’s acceptance of the plan and their feelings of ownership.

"That combined with a bulky diaper she will only be able to crawl around at first and later her high heel baby shoes will allow her to barely toddle around. Especially with the baby clothes we will select for her, I want her in the cutesiest clothes we can dream up! I want everybody to treat her so sweet and gushing that we could gross out a cheerleader," I announced.

Lot’s of ideas began to flow forth from everyone about how do treat Sophie, and make her experience baby girl-ness again.

We need style ideas for the new house, colors, decorations, and furnishings for the new communal area. Sue wanted to get a huge flat screen monitor for the main area. Mollie wanted a mirror, over the big bed, lots, and lots more! We worked for hours writing down ideas and drawing plans. Cindy was the one who finally noticed, "Everyone has a room on this drawing, everyone but you, why?"

There was a chorus of agreement.

I smiled, "All I’ll need is a closet for my clothes. I’ll either, be in the communal room or visiting one of the suites on occasion. The central bed is for anybody any time or everybody all the time. I plan to spread me around as far as I’ll go! Unless you all want to force me to have my own room…"

"I like it!" Kellie was almost drooling.

Everyone else seemed to agree. It was kind of mean, my knowing that they couldn’t resist me, so I could ‘push’ them into a specific direction knowing their addiction was driving it, but it seemed the only way to be able to treat every one fairly and give the equal access to their fix when they needed it.

I knew sometimes Diane and I would have private time together, but she would have her own room for us to do that in.

Just then, Diane had finished up her work for the day and had come looking for me, only to find us conspiring together, "So here everybody is! Who called this meeting, and why wasn’t I invited?"

"I called it," I admitted, "remember the idea for our new house. Come in and see if you like what we have dreamt up. We were just trying to develop a comprehensive proposal for you to consider. If it’s good enough, maybe you can have a real architect draw some blue prints. The sooner we get started the sooner we will have a proper environment to raise our daughter!"

"This is really good! You guys are fantastic! Just looking at this is making me hot! I want it! I’ll take this right now and give it a couple engineers in the other wing! You ladies will have internet access and an account to start getting furnishings, clothes, costumes, ‘toys’, beds, bedding, well… what am I telling you for! Tomorrow you get busy, and I’ll have approved plans by lunch. We’ll have the Corp. of Engineers start building it within two days, at the end of two weeks we’ll move in!" She promised.

I don’t think anyone believed her, but with the resources she had, she pulled it off. There were a few bugs left but we were ironing them out. They hadn’t been able to deliver all of the virtual glasses yet, they were still experimental, but they were building them as fast as possible.

We were still moving in all our new stuff, and enjoying the place. Tensions were high we had been working our tails off for two weeks.

Time to lighten it up! I walked over to the bed, stripped off all my clothes crawled onto the bed, and yelled, "Naked nympho on the bed!"

"Wha-who," Kellie screamed and started getting naked.

Five other ladies followed suit. With Kellie in the lead she took up her favorite position attached to my face by the time the others joined in I was already orgasming. When Sally started eating Kellie, she started moaning, and making little orgasmic noises, into my mouth I went crazy! I was flailing about uncontrollably when Molly pinned my little cunt to the bed with her lips lapping away as if I was a lollypop. Molly screamed her orgasm into my mouth I came harder and longer than ever before. I could feel my vaginal fluids squirting from my cunt drenching Molly. It felt like I had lost control of my bladder! How embarrassing! It must have been at least two cups of fluid and the ladies were lapping it up like fine cognac! All but Kellie, and whoever had attached herself to Kellie’s cunt. She screamed into me again as she orgasmed. Like before, I came in an embarrassing stream of what had to be pee! The ladies went wild over it. Millie even relinquished Kellie’s cunt to lap up her share!

"Mmmm, I love doing that to you!" Kellie told me, "but I can’t miss out on my share of De Anne Ambrosia!"

She dove in to lap at my crotch.

I heard someone purse their lips and suck juices up wetly from a puddle on the sheets.

They left me lying there, random nerve impulses firing throughout my body, making me twitch like a broken puppet.

This was the first time I remained awake, even after short love making encounters!

I reached down to my drenched cunt exploring it with my fingers, I didn’t orgasm the instant I touched my clit. I dipped my little finger inside, and took my wetted finger, diddling my clit mercilessly bringing forth another loss of bladder control!

"I’m… [Puff] I’m… sorr… [Puff] sorry, for peeing on everybody," I apologized.

"Sweetheart, no… Poor dear!" Sally said, "Sweetie, you are what is known as a ‘gusher’. Very few ladies are able to cum as hard as you dear heart! Lots of ladies who are ‘gushers’ think it’s pee, it’s not it is all orgasmic fluid, baby. Trust me pee would not taste this sweet! Here," she stuck her head between my legs, came back and sealed her lips to mine, stuck her tongue between our lips and fed me a mouthful of my own cum, "see… delicious, huh?"

I was stunned at first. I thought about spitting it out, but I couldn’t do that to these ladies, so I swallowed and got a real taste of me, damn I tasted GOOD!

"Sally, can I taste you?" I begged.

"I’d be honored," she said and rolled my face into her crotch.

"Mmmm, I haven’t done this as a woman yet!" I admitted.

"Oh, my god!" Sally screamed, "Your little mouth and tongue are incredible! It’s as if, I was eaten out, by a six year old! Ohhhhhh!"

She came in my face, just a small one and I kept at it my little tongue could poke into places I’m certain she had never felt a tongue access before. I was so small I could tickle the hood off her clit! That gave me an Idea. I licked her hood open and attached my little lips to her clit as if I was sucking a half-inch cock, in and out all the while teasing it with my tongue!

"Oh JEASUS!" she screamed.

I felt like a minnow trying to swim up stream! She drenched my head, my hair, and my back.

"Did you see what she just did to Sally? I’ve never seen anybody cum like that except De Anne!" Sue exclaimed.

"Sally, Sally? Are you all right Sally?" Molly stroked her forehead.

"Mmmm, I’m in love!" Sally declared stroking herself up and down her flanks. She reached down and pulled my slimy body up her tummy and over her lovely breasts, hugging me and kissing my mouth passionately. She pulled back, "You can have my body any time the whim strikes you!"

I grinned ear-to-ear, "I love you very much Sally."

She hugged me again, "You are so precious!"

(I like being precious)

"I am soooo jealous!" Sue declared.

"I am so slippery!" I declared.

"Show me!" Molly slid me all over her ample boobs, "Oh, yes nice Sally cum!" She set me up and licked me, "Ladies, ‘cum’ and taste, ‘Sally over De Anne surprise’, can she cook or can she cook!"

It was like being, attacked by puppies! I was being licked, and tasted, and cooed over! I came in a gusher, while they held me up in the air!

Millie had anticipated this, and was down below squirming around, trying to keep her mouth under the stream, drinking as fast as she could!

Sally went to her and started licking her face, in order to get what hadn’t gone into he mouth. They locked lips and moaned in each other’s arms.

About this time, some smarty decided to go to the source, for more of my juice just a few licks in, and Millie’s hair was completely soaked. All the girls who were free began cleaning Millie’s hair with their tongues, and I was hanging limply in Molly’s hands almost unconscious.

"You better rest up a little," Molly said and set me back down on the bed

She gently placed me on the bed and we all cuddled.

"What is with all of this loafing about?" I heard Diane bellow.

[Yawn] "Mmm, mm, mfm… " I said still fighting off slumber.

"Does everyone agree with that?" she asked for consensus with a smile.

"Mmm, I agree whole heartedly!" Sally answered still licking my lubrication from her face.

"I’m in the lab working my neurons to the bone, and its nap time out here?" she sounded incredulous, "where’s my blankie, I want a nap too! Is my hot potato baking in there somewhere?"

She stripped and then wormed her way through all the naked slippery bodies until I felt her nuzzle my breast, "This is my favorite place in the universe. Sweetheart, my thumb is dirty! Would you mind terribly if I used your nipple instead?"

"Okay mom, I will… " I answered. (I was really out of it)

She laughed and gently latched onto my nipple.

Someone still had some energy, I heard (And felt) Diane gently moan in pleasure, I think someone was tongue fucking her, even tough she tried not to get me too excited with her moans. Even as I fell asleep, I could feel my pussy leaking and someone using a finger to retrieve my juice.

After our nap, of about an hour, we all made our first use of the group shower, where I discovered the first flaw in our designs. Apparently the engineers and our group overlooked the vertically challenged, me! I couldn’t reach the shower controls or the showerhead. I spoke up, "Damn! Can some one give me a hand?" I was working with a bunch of smart asses, they all clapped. Moreover, to show how much I was used to being a girl, I bowed and slapped myself in the face with my huge breasts!

"We definitely have to teach you to curtsey sweetheart," Millie said as she walked over to turn the shower on for me. "My services come at a high price," she told me, "I miss washing that tight little body, may I?"

"If I get to wash that superb body of yours!" I retorted.

"Deal!" she replied, and she hugged me to seal the deal.

She set the temperature on the digital control and hunted up the biggest softest sponge I’ve ever seen! Apparently, she had been planning this. She squirted some soap into it and worked the sponge until it was a huge mass of bubbles, "Are you ready hot stuff?"

"This is going to feel wonderful, I can tell already! Okay, do your worst!" I placed myself in her loving hands.

She was just barely brushing that soft sponge against me. Up along my back, down my sides and then she came around from behind me placing her hand under my left boob, lifted it gently and soaped all around it. Next she brought that lovely soft sponge from underneath up across my nipple and back down. My knees buckled, but Millie was ready for that and just tightened up the arms she already had wrapped around me. I moaned loudly.

"This might make up for the too high controls. You love having your nipple cleaned, don’t you dear one?" She teased.

"Mmmm hmmm," I moaned as she sponged off the other nipple and my pelvis spasmed in open space. I could feel the warm water mixing with my hot cunt juice.

Millie brought the sponge down my tummy and through my legs. I spread as wide as I could so she could keep at her cleaning duties. My little hands had clamped onto her arms, helping her hold me up but that wouldn’t help for long. Sally had been watching like a hawk and snagged me by the waist so Millie could clean my filthy pussy. It must have been truly dirty down there, because it felt like she scrubbed between my legs for five minutes while I squealed. I looked around and noticed Diane finger banging her cunt like gangbusters, like everyone else in the showers, but my ‘support group’.

They finally moved on, to sponge off the rest of me my legs, feet, and cheeks. My legs finally dropped down so I was standing on my high heel bath thongs. While my legs began to firm up under me, again Millie was working shampoo into my hair, making a huge bubbly mass of my locks. I closed my eyes and I was biting my lower lip enjoying the sensations as she massaged my scalp and hair.

Sally was able to support me with one arm by then, so her other hand was busy in her own crotch. She was turning me on again listening to the ‘sploodge splish’ noises her fingers were making.

"Ooh baby, listening to you finger fuck yourself, I could just cum myself!" I cooed.

That was all she needed. Luckily Millie anticipated that too, and snagged me, while Sally screeched, she supported Sally long enough to set her twitching body onto the tiled floor of the shower.

Diane had rushed over to aide in my support, so that Millie could finish attending to my hygienic needs.

"There all clean my princess!" Millie proclaimed as she rinsed me off in the warm water raining down on my sensuous little body, while listening to the other ladies screaming in orgasm, one after another.

Diane kissed me behind the ear and whispered, "Wow baby, your pheromones have turned us all into raging nymphomaniacs!"

"Is that a bad thing, my wife?" I enquired.

"Just as long as you’re a nymphomaniac along with me!" she crooned in my ear.

I turned and kissed her, "It is still a little strange for me walking around without my thighs touching, or having to make certain my package is positioned properly so that when I sit down I don’t give myself a rupture. I hardly notice having to wear the heels all the time, you made it feel so natural to my new body. I am still working out the pros and cons of being so little. Sometimes I dearly love it, and other times I just hate it! But even that seems to be running 70/30, with ‘love it’ in the lead."

"Tell me Diane, honestly as you can, how do you like my new body? I mean after almost a month with me as a little girl," I really wanted to know.

She scooped me up and cradled me in her arms, carrying me to the hair dryers, she said, "I couldn’t love it more if I had designed you myself, I even love these size 30 M boobs of yours, God help me!"

"Speaking of these super hooters of mine, when are you having baby Sophie delivered, it’s about feeding time," My tits had just about reached maximum capacity and I needed deflating drastically.

She checked the clock on the wall, "The guards should have her at the entrance just about now. You sit here and get a blowjob, while I snag a robe, and wheel her into her new home. Oh, I forgot to mention, she would have her handler with her. Be sure to hug and kiss her, deeply, so she will feel like one of the family."

"Another one? Are you sure?" I asked her.

She leaned in close and whispered, "She begged me to let her be one of us, you see she is a lesbian, and before being recruited into our little group, Sally was her lover, so do you think we should?"

"That is so sad! She should have been with us sooner!" I admonished her.

"Sweetheart, you have the biggest heart of anyone I know! Don’t fret she knew all along, I needed her for Sophie, so she agreed to put her life on hold, until we could add Sophie to the family. Believe me though she is anxious to see Sally again, and believe it or not she was almost slavering to meet you too!" she tousled my wet hair and finished, "Be back in a mo!"

Even with my head buried deeply in the hair dryer, I could hear from way down the corridor, "Mummeeeee!" It made me smile, of course now the serious mental conditioning work could begin.

"Mummeeeee?" Sophie hollered.

"I’m here baby Sophie!" as a glorious naturally buxom 5’ 4" platinum blonde pushed Sophie up to where I sat.

"You could only be De Anne! I have so wanted to meet you, I’m just soaking my panties!" she said as she held her hand out for me to shake.

I didn’t take it. I scowled at her making her eyebrows jump up in confusion. I waved her closer with my tiny hand. The second she was close enough I lost it giggling, and threw my arms around her neck and planted a big wet sloppy kiss on her ruby lips.

"I should have known! Diane told me what a stinker you are! It makes me feel like family now!" she admitted, "My name is Bertha, everyone calls me Bert, no jokes about my butt please!"

"Mmmmm, there’s nothing funny about that butt. So soft, so firm, so fully packed, do you think when I grow up I can have one," I said as I groped her lovely derriere.

"Oooo, can I keep you?" Bert asked.

"Nope you’ll have to share, just like Sally. Speaking of Sally she had the most remarkable orgasm fifteen minutes ago while she helped bathe me!" I looked to where she had fallen. She had recovered enough to start showering her own stunning body, "Hey Sally! I have a present for you!"

She popped her soaked head out of the water stream, "What?"

"I said, I have a present for you! Get your luscious cunt over here honey!"

She came trotting over. Her head wrapped in a big fuzzy teal colored towel, drying her hair, "What present?"

"I want you to say hello to Bertha!" I teased her.

"Bertha? Bert! How… Why… What… When… " Sally stammered.

"Let’s see," Bert started, "Diane. I missed you. I was just recruited, sixty seconds ago! Does that answer all of them?"

Sally threw her naked body around Bert and hugged the stuffing out of her! She released Bert and hugged the stuffing out of me, "You give the best presents! The gift, that keeps on giving! Bert, what have you been up too?"

"Sophie sitting! Now I hear they are giving my job away. I was homeless, until I heard about this great home for lesbian waifs. Do you think I’ll fit in?" she inquired.

"Oh, at least two or three fingers of you will, again and again and again!" promised Sally.

"Mummeeeee!" insisted Sophie.

"Is your hair dry enough, or would you like to have her suckle right here?" Bert asked.

"I think I’m dry enough, let’s do this on the bed," I suggested.

"That’s not a bed! That’s a playground! I’ve never seen anything so wonderful. Can I come too?" Bert begged.

"Sure! That’s what it’s for, the rule is no one is unwelcome on the big bed!" I informed her, "and now you are family!"

"Attention! Ladies!" I hollered.

In mere moments we were surrounded, "Ladies I am pleased to introduce, sister Bertha, call her Bert. Group hug time!" I baby stepped out into the middle of things while everyone hugged and kissed, but then quickly made my way down to the bed to present my naked little body for moo cow duty.

Sally and Bert brought Sophie’s pretty little diaper clad, pink frilly dressed, pacifier sucking body to me on the bed, positioning her so that she could get her dinner.

"Mmn gla pll boo?" she sad as her tiny hands grasped my huge breast. Diane had done something to her that semi-short-circuited her speech center. She knew what she wanted to say it just wouldn’t come out right. We gave her a chemical that caused her to not be able to control her bowels and urethra. The muscle relaxants we constantly give her drastically impair her ability to move her body. She had absolutely no choice but to act and sound exactly like a baby, and since she needed to suckle at my breast four times a day, that only served to reinforce the baby-ness she experienced.

"You are such a pretty baby Sophie. Mommy loves you. All of Sophie’s Aunts love baby Sophie too!" I told her.

By now, all of the ladies were all around us. Some would kiss baby Sophie. Some would tickle and pet her. Of course Mother Millie would rub her tummy. As usual when Sophie was just about finished a muffled, "pftllllllll," emanated from her diaper.

"Oh, did baby Sophie make a stinky?" I said.

All she could was coo back at me and give me a very loving smile.

With that, Bert and Lisa carted Sophie off to do diaper duty. Afterward she would get to watch an hour of Barney, while she drifted off for another nap.

I figure a couple more months of that would be enough to make her mind receptive to anything, just as long as it wasn’t Barney!

We had to watch Sophie very carefully during this initial phase, with all of the muscle relaxants, what few little muscles she had, after the transformation, were even more atrophied, fairly soon she would barely be able to lift her own head even when she was taken off the drugs. That would be when she would be prime to work with toward aging into a toddler.

After Bert and Lisa had put Sophie into her room and turned on the video, they rejoined us on the bed.

"What’s next on the agenda? Have we moved in Everyone’s stuff? Who wants to help Bert get comfy?" I announced, "Bert where’s all your stuff at? We’ll all pitch in to get you situated."

"I have a pallet with some stuff out by the guards and some things down on the loading dock," Bert replied, "I don’t think it will take much help I don’t have much, just some clothes and knick knacks."

"What? No refrigerators, TVs, or beds?" I teased her.

"You are a little shit, aren’t you? Diane already told me not to bother with anything like that. That I couldn’t afford the kind of stuff that is all ready provided anyway. So do you want to try pulling on the other one?" she turned around and offered me her other leg.

I giggled and hugged her leg and stroked it gently, "I was afraid you would never offer!"

"Oh my!" Bert said, fanning at her face trying to quench her building inner desires, "Let’s continue this conversation in about an hour, Okay?"

"It’s a date, oh, may I bring a friend?" I asked and winked at Sally.

"By all means!" she answered.

As the work party left Sally stopped, hugged me again, and kissed me, "I love you so much! Thank you, I really missed her!"

"I wish you had mentioned it sooner! I don’t want any of my angels to feel they have lost the most important thing in their lives, just to be with our family. If you know of anyone else, who is hurting, you will tell me, won’t you? Or if you think it best, convince any of the others that I will do everything in my very limited powers to rectify the situation." I moved in conspiratorially, "Don’t tell anyone, but I have an ‘in’ with management!"

She giggled and squeezed me, "I think you both have innies now, we’ll talk later!" With that, she jetted after the ‘work party’.

I dressed quickly and then walked over to one of the computer glasses/wrist band sets, put them on and typed myself a note to improve the communication system so that when I felt the need I would be able to contact Diane whatever she was doing. I then clicked an image from Friday harbor, in Washington, to the screen and several other views fed us from that local. On one screen, I accessed the CCD system to see where everyone had gone. Most of them were at the loading dock. Excellent, I would have time to hack into the mainframe and pull up some more personnel files, I wish that Sally’s file had been one of the ones I’d already snagged, maybe this time I’d grab it. I also wanted to get Kellie’s file. Something about her had been nagging at me since this all started. I got them both, just as I heard Molly and Sue pushing a pallet down the hallway. I logged off my account and switched the screen to an aquarium view.

I sauntered into Sophie’s room and checked to see if she had fallen asleep. She had so I switched off Barney and turned on the bouncy ball view. At least that was on a higher intellectual level than Barney.

I went over to her and stroked her little head, "I love you pretty Sophie."

Even though she was sleeping, she smiled brightly.

I took out my little remote Diane had made to stimulate certain neural circuits, to aide in her reprogramming. I switched one button on, and dialed it on a moderately low setting. I knew that right now, in her sleep, Sophie would be experiencing the feeling of a slow delicate tongue fucking I set the timer for 60 minutes, that should be long enough so she would experience 30 or so screamingly intense orgasms!

Her face was beginning to flush, so I knew it was working. Next I started a closed loop recording of my voice saying, "You are my sweet Sophie, What a beautiful baby girl you are Sophie, I love you so much Sophie, you love everyone don’t you Sophie, we all love Sophie, Etc."

That accomplished I went out to help Bertha settle in. When they pushed the pallet into her new abode, we began unloading it but when we were less than halfway finished she stopped us, "The rest goes into Sally’s room. I thought she might want it."

I couldn’t help it, these darn hormones. Tears began running down my face.

Sally shot over to hug me, "Don’t cry sweetheart it’s alright now I didn’t miss those things."

"But because of me, you two were separated for so long. I’m so sorry!" I balled.

Bertha came over and hugged me with Sally, "I see why you just couldn’t leave her, Sally!"

"You don’t know the half of it!" Sally told her. She caught one of my tears on her finger and then stuck her finger in Bertha’s mouth.

"That tastes incredible! Tears aren’t supposed to be sweet are they?" Bert asked.

"Now you’re catching on. Do you feel better yet De Anne?" Sally queried.

"I just know how hard it was for me to be without Diane as long as I was, I don’t want to be the reason for anyone going through that kind of pain," I recalled.

"Well everything is better now, nothing to cry about," she assured me.

Bert snapped me up and carried me to the bed, "You look like you need some major consoling, come on Sally, it’s a dirty job but we get to do it!"

I only had managed pantyhose, jeans, a tube top, and bra. So the top disappeared quickly, but when Bert saw my bra her jaw dropped, "That is the nicest brassiere I have ever seen! What brand is it?"

Sally laughed outright, "It’s a Paulyne!"

"That, I dare say, is a brand I haven’t heard of. Is it foreign?" she asked.

"Nope, custom made and custom fitted in Las Vegas, Nevada!" she bragged, while I blushed.

"Custom, wow it’s incredible! Why custom?" she asked.

"Nobody makes a good 30 M bra!" Sally told her.

"I’m going to love stripping it off of this luscious little dear!" She told Sally. Of course by this time Bert had stroked my breasts and body enough I had completely lost the power of speech.

"Oh look at that sweet face, now that’s ecstasy! I’m getting so hot just seeing her, shit!" as her left hand probed her own genitalia.

"Let’s get these jeans off her," she said and then realized that she had an army of help.

"What is that delicious smell?" Bert asked.

Sally didn’t say a word she just pointed to my cunt.

Bertha leaned in closer to verify what she was told, and lost it. Her head flew into my crotch and tongue fucked me to orgasm after orgasm. During my third orgasm, I could feel her screaming out her ecstasy into my vagina.

When I came back to myself, we were all cuddling. Spooned onto me Bertha noticed I was once again among the living, "I am never leaving here!" she proclaimed. "You are the most delicious girl ever!"

I felt her poke a finger gently into my snatch, and then sticking into her mouth, she moaned.

"C… C… Could you leave it in me for a while? It feels so good to be filled up!" I moaned back.

"Oh, poor baby! Never been filled for long have you honey?" she half stated half asked.

I could only moan, her having all ready stuffed me full of finger.

"I see you are getting acquainted with our new family member, hey Dean?" Diane broke in.

"Mmmm hmmm," I moaned back.

"Bertha, are you happy you decided to join the family?" Diane asked her.

I heard her tear up she replied, "There is no way I can thank you enough, just please, please never wake me from this dream."

"I’ll take that as a yes!" Diane answered, "De Anne, I love you so much, I love our family so much, I’ve been worried this was a dream too!"

She crawled in next to me and gave me a hug, "Do you think you can give me a hand in the lab tomorrow?"

"Into the inner-sanctum? Batman and Robin leave you in the lurch?" I teased her.

"More like James Bond actually. But that’s a story for tomorrow," she had my curiosity piqued. "Right now I want you to come with me into my room."

"What’s up? You planning to ravish me in private?" I asked.

"Now why didn’t I think of that? Actually it’s a doctor thing, so come with me missy." She took my hand and escorted me to her rooms. Of course, she did snag Millie on the way, "Millie, I’ll be needing a nurse, and your special talents might come in handy."

They boosted me up onto the exam table that Diane had special ordered for her room only. Then the dreaded stirrups were, brought out, and positioned. They placed my legs in those contraptions, I was getting nervous, I’d only had one exam before, but I’ve heard lots of women complaining about these things.

Millie was rubbing my tummy and quietly humming a lullaby. Damn that lady was better than Valium!

Now something happened that would never happen at a normal doctors office, instead of using KY jelly, Diane licked my clit twice! She took her tool out of a little warming drawer, and slowly worked it into my vagina, partway in I guess she felt she need more lubrication, because I felt her tongue tickle my clit again. Once in far enough she said, "This is going to feel a bit uncomfortable De Anne, but I’ll do it slowly you though will make it easier on both of us if you relax all your vaginal muscles, so when I open this up you won’t be fighting me, ready?"

"Okay," I said in an incredibly weak and tiny frightened voice. I even scared myself sounding like that.

"Everything is all right sweetheart," Millie cooed as she rubbed.

Diane broke the tension, "Wow, there’s a ship wreck in here! Millie come and look!"

I had to giggle.

"That’s better, now you probably won’t feel this much but I’m going to take a swab and catch some of the tissue from the walls of your uterus, here I go!" she explained.

I felt a kind of pulling sensation inside me.

"Uh, oh! Well actually it’s sort of a relief, I was getting worried that’s why I was doing this exam," Diane rambled.

"What’s a relief?" I asked frantically.

"Well my dearest, it seems as though you are just starting your first period!" she told me.

I’m certain you could have used my eyes for dinner plates.

Millie hugged me, "Relax De Anne, most of us ladies are frightened the first time, but think of it this was, it’s a sign that you’ve become a mature woman!"

As comforting as I’m sure, she thought that was, I still fainted!

When I came around, I found myself on Diane’s bed with a worried looking Millie hovering over me, and Diane holding me.

"Do you feel better?" Diane asked.

"Yes, I think I almost had a handle on it, but the mature woman thing was too much! I mean intellectually I have known, for almost a month, I’m a woman, but, this…"I said.

"My poor darling! I’m so proud of you. To tell the truth, I expected a whole lot worse reaction from you, than I have gotten. One faint! Pshaw!" she comforted me.

"I’m sorry, I’m acting like a sissy," I apologized.

Diane cracked up, "De Anne! It’s okay to act like a sissy, I’ll get you a mirror if I have to, but believe me honey you are a sissy now!"

"This is just going to ruin my tough guy image you know!" I told her.

Millie looked relieved, Diane laughed at me, and a chorus of snickering came from just outside of the sliding partition, which was half open, that sectioned Diane’s room off from the rest of house.

"Something feels uncomfortable, did you leave the speculum in me?" I asked her.

"No sweetness, you have a tampon. No, don’t you faint on me again!" apparently all the blood drained out of my face, "This will be a little less messy for you, and Millie has promised to aide you when you need to change it. Welcome to womanhood! The upside my dear, if you want to call it that, is you are a fertile woman. If you want a baby, we can either arrange an artificial insemination, or some kind of tryst if you prefer."

Millie jumped in, "Knock it off Diane! That’s enough. She’s had a tough morning and this kind of stuff can wait."

"Sorry, I’m just so thrilled!" Diane told me. She hugged me and said, "Time to get up lazy bones, a period is no excuse for staying in bed. Let’s all go make dinner. But first we need to throw some clothes on you."

Next thing I knew I was wearing white cotton panties, bobby socks, a plaid skirt, and a white silk blouse with a funny black silk tie.

"There, you’re perfect!" Kellie pronounced as she finished by snapping my tie together, about a foot out from my chest, where the blouse came together, obviously displaying a stupendous amount of cleavage.

I ran my little hand up and down my soft and alluring cleft of boobs. It made me shudder it felt so good.

Kellie admonished me "Stop that! You’ll have everybody writhing in a big orgy and we’ll all starve to death!"

"If you saw an acre of tits in front of your face, you’d have to touch it too!" I offered.

"What a great idea! Hey Diane can you give me an acre of tits too?" Kellie asked.

"No problem, are you sure you want an acre or would you settle for, like a double P cup?" she offered.

"Well De Anne what do you think?" she asked hands underneath her C cup breasts holding them up for my inspection, "How would double P cup hooter look on me?"

"There must still be plenty of male left in my mind, because my panties would be soaked if not for this tampon! Of course you might want to start out a little less drastic!" I admitted.

"Well, we can discuss it more after we eat," she proposed.

Everyone commented on my dress and how pretty I was. Damn it was weird, but I liked it.

We all went into the kitchen and communally fixed a delicious dinner.

I was always very thirsty so I drank down about a half gallon of water, and strange for me, I seemed drawn to the most fatty foods we had prepared. I asked Diane about that.

"That shouldn’t be strange to you sweaty, the drugs you have been taking to make you lactate should be a clue, milk is being produced in copious quantities by your mammaries. You need the fat for the milk you are making, the fluid, between the milk and the extreme amount of vaginal fluids your alluring nymphomaniac little body is producing, you really must remember to drink plenty of water, if you are going to continue to provide everyone with plenty of your luscious pussy juice," she giggled and kissed me, "and I for one really, really want you to cum as much as is humanly possible."

"I’ll do my best," I promised.

We all got up and cleaned off the dishes placing them in the robotic dishwasher and clean glass dished storing machine. Most everyone broke up and disappeared into their individual rooms.

Diane pulled me aside and told me, "Since this is your first time ‘on the rag’ we will put off indoctrinating you to the new job, until you finish."

"I feel alright I can work," I protested.

"You can’t, I won’t let you. Therefore, you finish setting up our happy home. You should be done in three more days. I made sure you would have fast and easy periods, but you still have them, little lady," she sounded so firm I didn’t want to argue.

Therefore, I did she told me, on the third day, Sally pulled me aside inviting me into her rooms, and she actually closed the slider!

"De Anne, I’m worried about Kellie," she started.

"I figured you had something on your mind from earlier, what’s up?" I put to her.

"I don’t know if you are aware of it, and I’ve been afraid to tell you because it will probably hurt you terribly but, Kellie is married. Torn, between how much she loves you, and how much she loves her husband. I know she hasn’t even called him in a week. I am really confused about what to do. I don’t think he could live amongst a bunch of lesbians, especially with the amount of attention Kellie will want to give you, I don’t think his libido could take it," she informed me.

"Oh dear lord!" I exclaimed, "We have to do something!" I hugged Sally tightly. "Thank you so much for telling me! I was getting worried about Kellie too, but I couldn’t put my finger on exactly what the problem might be. When we all work together, we can solve any problem, but if someone hides her pain from us, we can’t help!"

"Let’s go snag Diane and Kellie! We need to sort this out right now!" I pronounced.

She wasn’t quite ready to leave I guess because she picked me up and hugged me, "I love you so much sweetheart," and she carried me out of her room to fetch the others.

We met in Kellie’s rooms, "Kellie, I’m sorry that I didn’t remember, my head was still pretty fuzzy back then, and luckily Sally here reminded me that you have a husband. That is right isn’t it?"

"She started crying, "Yes."

I held her as best as a little girl could, she made it easier for me by kneeling and letting me comfort her. While I held her I spoke over my shoulder, "Diane, this isn’t right!"

"I… I…" she slumped into a chair with her hands covering her face, "I’ve been trying to think of a way to fix this for weeks, and… and… I…"

"Kellie, you love your husband very much don’t you?" I asked.

"Ye… [Hic] Ye… [Hic] Yes!" she answered.

"He loves you very much too, yes."

"Yes."

"What does he do for a living?" I asked.

"He’s a Psychologist," Was her answer.

"Diane, you know we could use a real psychologist, couldn’t we."

"Yes, but…" she left it hanging.

Sally chimed in, "We already discussed it De Anne, remember the libido thing?"

I ignored them, "Kellie, how liberal thinking is your husband? I mean as I recall he didn’t mind too much about you having a lesbian liaison, right?"

"He’s more liberal thinking than I am, hell he’s even a cross dresser!" she supplied.

Diane squealed, "Perfect! Sweetheart you have a diamond-like mind!"

I ignored that too, "Kellie can you get him to come and visit? We need to put a proposal to him."

"S… Sure, I think so, why?" she wasn’t completely sure where we were going, but she suspected.

"We can’t tell him until he gets here of course, ‘TOP SECRET’ stuff you know, but how would you like to have him living here with us?" I proposed.

"With all these women? He’d go insane!" she was worried for him.

"Not if he were a member of the creased crotch club himself, he wouldn’t!" I reassured her, "Not to mention he’d get to dress in the prettiest clothes, without having that unsightly bulge in the way!"

"Could we? Can we Diane?" she asked hopefully.

"In a heartbeat! If he agrees it will take a tremendous weight off of my shoulders, I’ve dreaded this coming for so long!" Diane admitted.

"Feel better you three?" I asked them.

Kellie laid the best kiss on me that she had ever done. I fainted in orgasm, of course, but I love fainting like that! I’m also glad I wasn’t awake for the mess I heard I made, apparently, Tampax can only take so much and sploosh, enough said.

I awoke in a giant pile of lovelies all dressed in sexy baby dolls, I had dreams like this when I was a teenager, and of course, I wasn’t wearing a Baby Doll too in those dreams!

My huge boobs hurt, they were so full of milk, and I discovered I still had a string hanging out of my pussy. After Diane’s educational lecture I figured out for myself why I wasn’t peeing very often either, my fluids were being routed to much needed areas, so I only needed to pee infrequently, to carry certain wastes from my body.

I started kneading my boobs to make them feel better, Kellie saw me and said, "Let me help!" She attached her magical lips onto my nipple and started sucking my milk. She was definitely better at it than Sophie, what a feeling as my hot milk let down and sprayed into her wet mouth! She said, "Mmmm." The vibrations created a very stimulating response, I moaned. She switched to the other nipple and repeated her performance.

"There is that better or are you still too full?" she asked.

"I guess we better leave some for Sophie," I acquiesced, "How was does it taste?"

"Baby you put Darigold to total shame!" she told me, "your milk is thicker and sweeter than any other milk I’ve ever had, including, other mother’s milk!"

"Thanks, you sure you don’t want more, Sophie never seems to be able to drain them anyway," I offered.

Apparently, she needed no more urging than that to get back to suckling.

I could let her do that all day and never tire of it!

The herd of Baby Dolls began to stir about this time, and I noticed a few jealous looks so I took note of which ones, resolving to make certain to give them their turn. However, today was Kellie’s turn and she deserved it!

Diane stretched in her smokey black Baby Doll, "We have a busy day ahead ladies hit the showers!"

When we got into the showers, everyone was staring at me. Therefore, I looked around trying to figure why, and then I saw it. Sometime yesterday, one of the shower stalls, they modified for my diminutive stature! I could even reach the showerhead. I squealed in delight and worked my little high-heeled thongs over to it. Everyone seemed happy with my reaction and started talking and giggling and washing themselves and each other. I was pleased with how close knit our family was becoming.

Diane noticed me surveying and asked, "Stimulated or plotting?"

"Admiring," I replied.

"Yes they are very stunning aren’t they!" she stated.

"Not what I meant, I’m admiring the cohesiveness of our family," I corrected her.

"That too!" she agreed.

We finished our bathing I went and fed Sophie her breakfast and set her up for another hour of sexual stimulation. Then I joined the others and today, Lisa dressed me in pink French cut panties, a leather skirt, beige pantyhose, one of my black bras, and a white see through silk blouse that buttoned almost all the way up to my neck. She topped it all off with a white lab coat!

I looked at myself in the mirror, "You dressed me up as a lady nerd?"

Diane snickered, "You’ll be working in the lab with the rest of us nerds, oh and don’t let me forget we have a luncheon date with Kellie and Frank! If all goes well I’ll want you to assist, along with Kellie, prepping Frank for, and beginning his transformation."

"Don’t I need a pair of horned rim glasses with this getup?" I asked.

Lisa giggled and placed a pair of clear glass glasses on my nose, "You ask for them, we got them!"

"Terrific, I love the cord around the back of my head, nice touch!" I admired.

"Something’s missing," Diane, remarked, "Oh yes, here you are!"

She put an identification card around my neck and added a pocket protector. Laughing hysterically at the total nerd she created.

I slid my glasses down my nose and looked at her over the top of them, "And what’s so funny young lady?" I asked in the most professor-like voice I could muster.

They both lost it and had to wipe tears out of their mascara-smudged eyes.

"Let’s go Doctor," Diane said.

"I ain’t a Doctor!" I told her.

"You better look at your I.D. Sweetheart," she snickered.

I looked at my badge and sure enough, it proclaimed me Dr. De Anne Samuels!

"Hey I don’t have a Doctorate!" I complained.

"Do you want to bet?" Diane retorted, "I had to make up a complete new identity for you through the CIA, You have a Doctorate from the University of Washington, in electrical engineering, so there!" she stuck out her tongue at me.

"Why, thank you Doctor!"

"You’re welcome Doctor! Shall we go Doctor?" Diane asked.

"After you, Doctor!"

"Oh, brother!" Lisa exclaimed.

"No brothers around here, just sisters as far as the eye can see," I answered.

Lisa booted me in the derriere.

"Hey, careful! You’re getting me all excited!" I teased her.

"You better get a move on or I’ll have Kellie use her lips on you!" Lisa threatened.

I scooted down the hall with my hands on my cheeks, "Oh no, anything but that!"

She just smiled and waved.

We arrived at the security checkpoint, the guards checked our I.D. badges, I recognized them as the ones I’d flashed a couple weeks before. As soon as we continued on to the doors I could hear, "Is she the one?" And, "Shush, she’ll hear, yes!"

I had to laugh they were so sweet!

Diane asked, "What was all that about?"

I reiterated the whole story and how I’d forgotten I was bare assed naked when I waved bye-bye to Sophie. And even told her what the guards had said about me being her property, including that one guard said he might even risk his testicles for a piece of me.

"That’s a hell of a compliment!" she admitted.

"No more than we’re going to ask of Frank at lunch today!" I reminded her.

I saw a tear begin to roll down her cheek, I stopped her and hugged her as high up as I could reach, "I’m sorry dearest, I didn’t mean to hurt you. I’m sure it wasn’t you fault!"

She dropped to her knees and really started balling, "But it is my fault! I knew she was married! All I could think of was what you needed! I didn’t even think how it would effect her!"

"You are sorry now though, right," I put to her. "You are going to do your best to fix it now, aren’t you?"

"Y… Y… Yes"

"We all make mistakes dearest, what counts is how we deal with them, and what we learn from them. Anyway this could just be a dream come true for him!" I teased.

She snorted, "I hope and pray you’re right!"

"Come on we better get moving before you get into trouble with the building maintenance union for polishing their floor without a union card," I told her.

That got a laugh out of her, so she stood and grabbed my hand, escorting me down the corridor.

"There is the lab with the transformation chamber you were born in," We looked in at the chamber once again filled with fluid. She walked me in, so I could get a better look.

"I’m not sure if I like being on this side of the glass better, or the other side," I admitted.

"Wh… Wha… What did you say?" Diane asked very confused.

"I’m here to tell you, floating around in there is wonderful! It was almost hard to care, what was being done to me!" I told her.

"You really liked it in there?" she asked incredulously.

"About the only thing missing is the sound of a heartbeat!" I told her.

"Now you have me really confused!" Diane told me annoyed at vagueness.

"Think about it, warm, wet, weightless, with and umbilical cord… " I prompted.

"We’ll do it! Maybe it will make our subjects more relaxed through the process and even help in what is to come for them!" She said excitedly, "Damn I wish we could have had you from the get go!"

"I’m just trying to earn my keep, darling!" I told her.

"As far as I’m concerned you already did that, the rest is gravy!"

"You might have the sides of the tank tinted fairly dark too, so just enough light goes through to provide a sense of reference but only have a small ‘interview’ area where you can interact with the patient," I suggested.

"Well we made the tank clear so we could observe from any angle, so I don’t think I like the last suggestion," She determined.

I smiled, "That would be a good point for Dr. Frankenstein, but this is the twenty first century! Install cameras situated all around inside the tank, with zoom, infrared, UV and everything! Just consider the psychological impact on the transformee making it more womb-like," I reasonably pointed out.

"Good point! We could always install a tinted panel that could be removed, if need be. Shit, I wish we could have had this in place for Sophie!" She was all excited again. "I knew you were worth your weight in gold!"

"That’s not saying quite as much now, as it was a while back, but I’ll take it!" I chided her. "So what’s next on the tour?"

She kneeled down in front of me so she could look me in the eye, "I have to prepare you for what you will see next. Remember number one, that we have a two-fold purpose here. The CIA wants us to help them with spies and terrorists. The justice department wants us to help with witness relocation. Sophie was in charge of the spies and terrorists. She had to ‘break’ them and get them to reveal, every secret had. So steel yourself before we tour through the detention area."

"Sophie was in charge," I said, "Are you sure I’m not too young to see this?"

"I think I’m too young to see it too!" she confessed.

We entered an area that was pink! Pink walls, pink carpet, pink lights, I mean pink! As we strolled down the corridor, there were rooms off of both sides of the aisle with large thick Plexiglas windows on each one. Inside each room, was a girl even smaller than Sophie was, and with bigger boobs, than either of us have! Every girl was either finger banging her self or unconscious due to too much orgasmic pleasure! Most of them were covered head to toe in their own cum!

"I take it these were all male spies at one time?" I asked.

"Almost all of them, two were women," She told me.

"So, are women tiny men, with gigantic penises?" I assumed.

"Nope, tiny girls with over-powering libido’s," was her answer.

"Oh, now that’s not fair!" I complained.

"You should know the reason by now! Female orgasms are more powerful, and females feel inherently more vulnerable than males. So leaving them girls, but super-tiny, super-nymphomaniac girls, leaves them more vulnerable to interrogation," She informed me, "Unfortunately the interrogator has been retired to nympho status herself."

"So you want me to take over for Sophie," I assumed.

"No, I want you to take over my end of things, basically you are good cop, I am bad cop!" she informed me.

"Can you be bad cop?" I wasn’t sure.

"Didn’t you see me practicing in Las Vegas?" she informed me.

"Sophie was better I’ll bet! One scary bitch!" I claimed.

"You got that straight! Just walking into their rooms she had them loosing their bowel control! She admitted.

"You realize that at noon we are going to be adding to the crew, someone who might be able to help us out with our debriefings. Maybe we can be good cop and better cop," I suggested.

"Maybe, of course I’m not such a bad, bad cop. Check this out!" she opened the door to the closest room, "Finger banging your pitiful little gash, hey mister super spy! Just laying there covered in your own pussy juice, how pathetic! I got a Doberman right outside who has got a huge boner he wants to share, should I let him in to hump you, you little pussy? Dog sperm wiggling around inside your uterus and dripping out of that gooey cunt, and then maybe he’ll want to fuck your ass. If he’s still up for it I’ll have you held down while he fucks your face and fills your little mouth with wiggle slimy gooey sperm!"

The feminized, micro-sized, nympho-ized, super-spy started crying and shit herself,

"It is so nice of you to provide something for my puppy to eat before he fucks you! I’ll bet with the ovaries I provided you, you’ll have a whole litter of puppies each with pretty, little faces just like yours! Each of them wanting to bite your boobs to suckle milk from you and each one will expect you to keep their butts clean with your tongue."

The poor little thing was just frantic! She tried to block her pussy with her gigantic breasts, "Noooo, noooo, please I… I… I can’t please, please!" the tiny high-pitched voice was getting even higher as she begged.

"Would you rather act like a lesbian bitch and tongue fuck a pretty girl instead?" she offered.

"Oh, yes make me a lesbian bitch, make me tongue fuck a pretty girl until she cums all over my head, please can I, please?" She begged.

"Well I’ll send one in, you’ll have to convince her to let you tongue fuck her, you wait right here, and don’t play with your pussy until I send her in. If I see you, I won’t let her visit you!" she walked out.

"Ooh, you are mean!" I told her.

"I give her about ten minutes max before she starts back up finger fucking her self," She said. "If you went in and offered your pussy to her, in eight minutes, she’d give you her mothers home number and address!"

"Now with your special chemistry, after a week without you, she would tell you launch codes, who she went to the prom with, when she lost her virginity, and if she ever gave another man a blowjob! If you asked her to give a Doberman a blowjob she would, just for another taste of your cunt!" she informed me.

"The downside to that is, you have another person addicted to my pussy, and sooner or later I won’t be able to produce enough vaginal lubrication for everyone. Then people start dying, I won’t do that!" I warned her.

"I would rather be bad cop, if it came down to that. At least if they eat your pussy they won’t die without more!" I was determined that only those we could be accepted into our family were going to be addicted to my cunt and that is final! "You come up with an antidote, and we’ll talk, until then no way!"

"I’m so glad to hear you say that, I told my superiors you would! They insisted I ask, but have no fear, no one expected you to accept that! The alternative you will like a lot better! We go over to the room across the hall snag another nymphomaniac, and offer one to the other."

"We sort of, trade visitation privileges, that will work."

"Are you willing to give it a try? I’ll go terrorize another one. You try and squeeze some info about what the Russian mafia is up to in Las Vegas from that one in there. If she gives you something, don’t worry you won’t have to remember it, they are all under 24 hr. video surveillance. When you are done, come out and I’ll go in, then you see what the one across the hall can tell you about a weapons cache in San Diego, got it?" she put the tasks to me fairly quickly, we knew that the girls couldn’t last long.

I entered to see the tormented little beauty fighting off diddling herself. She had her little legs over the top of her breasts, while her breasts were tightly being pinned against her hot little snatch. She had a hold of her ankles, holding her legs down and trembling all over. Perspiration was running down her little face.

"Oh, you poor little darling! SHE sent me in and told me I have to keep an eye on you, I promise if you can tell me anything, about the what the Russian mafia is up to in Las Vegas, I won’t let her send in the doggy. I’ll bring you the cutest, horniest little girl you ever met in your life. She will do things to your hot body that you can," I shuddered here, "only imagine!" I closed my eyes and bit my lower lip as though remembering as very hot sexual encounter.

"Ah," she was rocking back and forth on the floor, obviously reaching overload, "they plan a armed hit on the Circus-Circus vault on… ah what day is this?"

I told her it was Monday.

"Sunday evening, ten fifteen. Did I do well huh? Can she come play, please, please! I’ll, I’ll lick your bottom for you, anything just please let me cum!" The little super-spy begged.

"Oh, thank you cutie, now I can keep the bad lady from doing something nasty! I’ll go get you a girl friend. Quick, while she’s not looking, go ahead and give yourself a quick diddle, so you can hold out until I get back!" I told her in a conspiratorial whisper.

She gratefully complied, and came all over her breasts. She could hold out now until I returned with the other spy, "Tha… Tha… Thank you, you are really nice!"

I met Diane in the hallway she updated me, "Pretty much same as the other one except with travel plans.

I went in and the little girl in here was huddled in a corner, with her hands covering her crotch. "Oh, poor thing! I think I can keep her from coming back with the big, mean, attack Doberman, and I might even be able to find you a beautiful horny girl friend, if you can tell me anything about the bad weapons, in San Diego! If you don’t tell me I won’t be able to keep her from doing unspeakable things to your tender hot body after you finish blowing the Doberman."

"Weapons are…" she trembled all over, "weapons are one hundred feet northwest, down slope from big cross, high on hill. Can you save me from Doberman now? I can meet pretty lesbian girl."

"Oh I’m so glad! SHE won’t be back for you now! Give me your hand, can you stand up?" I asked her and she stood up on her tiptoes, as I have to without my high heel shoes. I helped her across the hall and when the first spy saw her, he started crying like a baby. So did the one I brought with me. I brought them together and they wrapped their arms around each other and cried a while. Almost thirty seconds, then the sensations of their breasts rubbing together, and all the vaginal juices drenched over them. They were sliding and squirming all over the floor giggling like little girls and pleasuring each other with tongues and hands and nipples. Ten minutes later they were both unconscious from orgasmic overload.

Diane had Bert carry the second spy back to her original room.

"A couple more visits, and they see you, and anything they can babble about, that might have you put them back together, is your!" Diane congratulated me.

"I’m not sure I can do this to them for long. I can’t stand to see the pain in their eyes, the unmitigated terror, over what we made them! It’s… too close!" I grabbed onto her.

"I understand dearest, even play-acting is just against your nature. You just are not able to cause pain, even remotely. Just know today, you solved a major crime, in which they would have killed a lot of innocent people. You potentially saved thousands of lives in San Diego. I’m not trying to convince you to continue doing this, understand that please. I just want you to be able to live with what we did here today. Oh, and one more stop on the tour!" she took my hand and led me farther down the corridor to the room on the end.

"This is one I’m kind of proud of, meet Osama Bin Laden," she swept her hand as she said this.

There before me was a total freak! She was about eighteen inches tall, arms four inches long, legs in a permanent splits, four and a half inches long, a cluster of three clits in her vagina just spewing cunt juice like a little river. Breasts the size of beach balls, nipples five inches long on hub cap size areolas, milk dribbling out of both, huge distended lips wrapped around an enormous motorized realistic dildo, ramming in and out of her mouth contacting both clits at the corners of her mouth on each down stroke.

Diane explained, "That giant dick is feeding her right now, it spurts a mixture of sperm and pork baby food into her mouth, the only thing her body can process, the only thing she craves! Feeding time is done, so now the milking apparatus attaches itself to her nipples and viola, Osama moo cow, now watch this, I used your idea," She smiled sadistically as the huge dick came from her mouth with a pop. Next, on screens covering her entire field of vision, you guessed it 24 hours of Barney the Dinosaur! "We figure she will live another fifty or sixty years, just like this!"

I could hear muffled screaming coming from the cell and shuddered.

"Oh don’t worry every once in a while we have a huge mechanical realistic dildo that comes out and fucks the hell out of her hot womanly pussy, she will yearn for that dick to fuck her, for the rest of her days, she will eat only sperm and pork, be milked four times a day, and her mind will go to complete mush from Barney. Those arms and legs are worthless she can barely touch her tit, let alone move. The rest of her days will be spent as a totally wanton, sperm and pork eating, slut."

"That is truly a horrible fate! It couldn’t happen to a nicer guy! Let’s leave her to her own ‘devices’," I took her hand, "We have a luncheon date."

I peeked in on the first girls on my way by. They were both lying in their cells with smiles on their unconscious faces. As we passed through the tank room, I noted workers installing tinted panels, and someone was working on the audio systems, "Damn Diane, you don’t let any moss grow on you!"

"I wanted it ready for this afternoon, just in case!" she sounded excited to get to work on another ‘volunteer’. Of course, this just might be her first ‘voluntary volunteer’.

The little shit I am, I blew a kiss to the guards as we passed by. One of them actually waved back!

"Cock tease!" Diane called me, "and stop wiggling your ass at him!"

"I have to admit it’s a lot funnier, from a girl’s perspective, do all guys look like that when you turn it on," I was amazed how transfixed the guards had been.

"De Anne, you seem to keep forgetting. You are pumping out more pheromones that a Miss USA locker room! You walk to within a foot of those poor guards, shit I’m amazed they didn’t start fucking each other!" she swatted my butt.

"If you aren’t careful I might ravish you right here!" I threatened.

"No time for that!" she said regretfully, "Kellie!" she yelled.

Kellie popped up from almost right in front of us. Fully dressed, and looking delicious.

I told her, "Damn Kellie, we have an appointment, will you get ready?"

She tweaked my nose, "Let’s go beautiful!"

We took off toward the main entrance, and left our building, going out to the ‘interview’ building in a non-high-security area.

Before going in, I stopped Diane, "Hold up… Kellie you go ahead and we will join you in five minutes."

"Okay, she’s gone what do you want to talk about?" she sounded a bit impatient.

"I just thought the hot New Mexico, afternoon sun was just beautiful today, see how the heat makes the air all wavy along the horizon?" I babbled.

"Give twerp!" she was getting steamed.

"She hasn’t seen him in over a month! If you were Kellie, and I was Frank… " Sometimes she could be a little thick.

"Come here you!" she picked me up and hugged me with my head over her shoulder. When she put me back down, she had tears in her eyes.

"We can go in now," then I took her hand, and lead her into the building.

Kellie and Frank were standing in each other’s arms across the table. Frank wasn’t a large man by any means. He was barely taller than Kellie was. He was balding with light brown hair. He weighed about one hundred and sixty pounds. He had on a pin stripe business suit with a white shirt and red tie, loosened around his neck.

"Is that her?" Frank asked Kellie.

"Do you have to ask? How many other full-grown women are forty-six inches tall, with 30 M cup hooters. Close your jaw dear, you’re drooling," She teased him.

"Please sit down," I offered in my chipmunk voice.

Everyone found a seat. Nonverbally I indicated that we sit, Kelly, Frank, De Anne, and then Diane. With me next to Frank, our proposition might have a better chance. That is if he could keep from raping me. He was sporting a tremendous woody. At least, he probably felt it was.

Diane was to be the spoke’s person, so she started. "Frank I apologize that we could not tell you more about why we asked you here. The facility you are visiting is one of the highest security sites in the world. I caution you, that anything you hear today, is not to be discussed, and if you can manage it, even thought about, outside this compound. Were you to do so, shortly there after, you would most likely view your internal organs explode from your body, a full minute before you could hear the report of the rifle. Do you understand this?"

All the blood had drained from Franks face. I placed my little hand in the middle of his back and the other on his right arm to steady him. It must have worked his color came back, in fact now he seemed quite flushed. I removed my hands.

Kellie leaned close to him and whispered, "Pretty hot huh?"

He quickly nodded his head answering both questions at once.

"Now, on to apology number two, due to an unfortunate mishap, your wife is, unfortunately going to have to spend the rest of her life, with us. She will only be able to go where De Anne goes. Luckily that cute little twerp sitting next to you is just so damn lovable, it’s hard to be angry about it. Just look at her!"

Frank took his eyes from Diane to look at me. I gave him my cutest little sweetie smile and batted my eyes. He gulped hard and quickly looked at Kellie, who was grinning from ear to ear.

"We are here due to my mistake, I want to try to fix this, but it will require a huge sacrifice from you. This all came about when I discovered my husband was ready for execution, for my murder. I was unaware this had happened, due to a superior’s actions trying to keep me from knowing this. When I tried to save him, she used her position to influence the way I would be able to save him. She then tried to turn him into an absolute freak, in order to finish the job she had started. I caught her. She will never hurt another, ever again. Lucky for her, my husband is the most loving and forgiving person I have ever known! He would not allow me to exterminate her. She is alive, well, and flourishing. She is even, one day, to become a loving member of our little family."

"I am telling you this to explain why I did what I did. I hadn’t intended to destroy your marriage. I am offering to give you more than you had, sort of. If you refuse you will be free to leave, but you will most probably never see your wife again," She couldn’t go on. She stood up and walked into the back room saying, "Give me a moment."

I stood up to go to her but as I walked by Kellie she snagged me, giving me a big hug and kiss on the mouth, then said, "She’ll be all right go paste that lovely butt back on your chair."

Franks eyes went wide, "Uh, Kellie is what she said all true?"

"Oh my, yes Frank! I cannot leave De Anne for more than a couple days, even if I wanted to!" she admitted.

"Do you still love me?" he asked uncertainly.

"Oh Frank, how can you ask that? Of course I do!"

"But, you won’t leave her to be with me?" he whined.

"You weren’t listening very well, were you? If I leave her, I die! It can’t be said any simpler!" she was almost yelling.

"Kellie, go easy on him! This is not his fault! These are hard things, and they are going to get harder! Put yourself in his place. You know what is coming, how would you react? What would you be feeling?" I admonished her.

"Damn," Frank said, "I really wanted to not like you! I just can’t do it, and I don’t know why!"

Kellie threw her arms around Franks neck a hugged him, "You just might catch on after all."

Diane returned, "Sorry, this is hard for me, but it’s harder for you. I know you don’t understand it all yet, so I’ll get on with it. You might want to stay here figuring, that with a job, you could live here and Kellie could split her time between you two. We all considered it, you would last maybe a year, and then your relationship would self-destruct. You may try to argue the point but you probably know even better than we do it will happen."

He actually nodded his head here.

"If you were allowed to live with us, you might last six months, by which time your self esteem would be shot, and physically you would be a wreck. You will just have to trust us on that, I think."

"That covers the obvious ways for you two to stay together. I think I will let my husband finish the proposal," she concluded.

"We really want you two to be able to stay together, I for one would be very hurt if I am the reason your marriage is destroyed," I paused to let his mind catch up, "The only viable solution we could come up with is that you join us."

"Husband… " He stammered, "You mean you have a… a… dick!"

"Nope!"

"You were, surgically, sexually, reassigned.

"Nope!"

"How… What… Why…" he wanted to bring his head around, but to his knowledge it was just not possible.

Diane brought it home, "I am the worlds foremost genetic engineer! What your mind is having a hard time grasping is that he was genetically re-engineered. Hell, he’s now even more woman, than I am! De Anne has periods, she can get pregnant and there isn’t a physician on the planet that would tell you she hadn’t been born that way"

"That is if he could keep from eating that sweet, sweet pussy long enough to complete the exam. Those are real female breasts, so much so she is lactating as we speak."

I interjected, "Want to see?"

"Knock it off you’ll have him ejaculating in his Jockeys!" Diane scolded me

"Too late!" Kellie informed us, "De Anne maybe you better sit a little farther away, Hell I’m creaming my panties and you’re on the other side of him!"

"If I have to, he smells nice though!" I said as I moved three chairs away.

Kellie leaned close to Frank, "Was it good for you too?" she teased.

"I don’t suppose you have a spare pair of underwear handy," Frank asked.

"Oh, sure I’ll get them!" Diane gave me a quizzical look. I winked back. I sprinted back to our rooms. (Yes even in those super high heels). Then I sprinted back. I handed him a brown paper sack and Kellie escorted him to the bathroom.

When they were out of the room Diane asked, "Did you get a pair from the guards?"

"Nope, they’re yours," I confessed, "You know those pretty, frilly, teal, French cut ones?"

"Oh you are bad, bad, girl!" she giggled.

When Frank returned we all pretended we didn’t notice he had a hell of a boner. Kellie held up the bag, so he didn’t see, and winked at me. He was wearing the panties!

"So when you said join you, what exactly did you mean?" Frank looked uncomfortable.

Diane asked, "How do like those panties?"

He cleared his throat, "Ah, very nice!"

"Well exactly what we mean is you would get to wear panties, all the time, and they would actually fit you," Diane finished, "And bras, pantyhose, slips, and Baby Dolls all pretty and silky!"

She had him panting like a dog.

"To top it all off, nearly continuous lesbian sex, with seven incredibly beautiful babes, me included, tell me you don’t want to know what these taste like!" I hefted both of my huge hooters as though offering them to him.

"Oh Frank, you have to taste them to believe them! They’re unbelievable! De Anne can he just taste one? Just a little bit?" she begged.

I looked over to Diane. She shook her head.

"Sorry Kellie, if he tastes it, he looses his choice as to whether this is what he wants or not! You don’t want to force him to do this do you?" I felt bad having to put the question to her.

"Yes, sort of… No, I don’t really, oh… I…" she just started crying, and I really wanted to go to her, but Frank needed to comfort her more.

"It’s all right Kellie. I understand how confused you must be," Frank held her.

All I could do is, sit in my chair and cry. Diane started to come over to me but I waved her off.

When Frank finally let her go he noticed my face, "You really love her too don’t you?"

I couldn’t speak I just nodded.

Kellie dragged him with her so she could console me, Frank moved to help her, but Diane wisely stopped him.

He pulled away from her and said, "I’ve made my decision, I don’t want to be without Kellie, and if I can be with people that love her this much, so be it. Just promise me I’ll be at least half as beautiful as your husband will! You know on the outside, I realize I have the responsibility for the inside."

I smiled up at him and Kellie hugged us both saying, "Can he taste you now?"

I giggled, "Well Diane?"

"He might as well. He’ll be doing it a hell of a lot, in a couple days anyway," she shrugged and joined the hug.

Kellie used her finger and snagged a tear, offering it to Frank. He didn’t look too certain, he’d tasted tears before, but when he opened his mouth, she touched his tongue with it. He looked like she just used a nine-volt battery on his tongue.

"Wow! If I didn’t just see you take that tear from her face, I would never have believed it was a human tear! That was incredible! Can I have another one?" Kellie snagged one from the other side and gave it to him, "If you bottled this, Coke, and Pepsi would be out of business!"

I laughed at him, "Along with most of the heroine dealers. Diane tells me I’m more addictive than heroine!"

Kellie popped in with, "Her kisses are so sweet too!"

She latched onto me.

"Kellie noooo!" Diane squealed.

She was too late! I was orgasming like crazy! Kellie reached into my panties wetted her finger and stick it in Franks mouth before he could object!

"Shit, she’s not real is she?" Frank was still sucking on Kellies finger.

"Kellie, now you are going to have to carry her back, covered in cum, you’ll never get more than two steps inside the place before your mobbed!" Diane laughed at her.

Frank just turned and looked at her in disbelief. It turned out she was wrong. Kellie made it ten steps inside the door!

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