Problem… I couldn’t ejaculate yet. But, Mike got me off anyhow, I could feel the sensations of ejaculation. As Mike fell back and Carren knelt in front of him taking him into her mouth to suck, he groaned in ecstasy. Cendi brought two towels, both warm from the bathroom, one to wash me off the other to dry me properly. Another set of panties was brought to me and I was led into the closet and straight through to another room. In that closet was a rack of dresses and skirts with blouses. The problem hit me like a led weight then! “Mommm, what if, what about the upper grades in school!? I can’t go into the locker rooms dressed as a girl, can I!?” “Certainly not, Alli! You’ll be excused from those places. And you’ll be excused from sporting events too. Oh, you can go watch them with everyone else, but, you can’t participate in them… That going to be a problem for you??” I shook my head No. But, I was beginning to get hard again, the silk against my penis was exciting me… not to mention the situation. And that was a problem! Mom saw my ’situation’ and leapt at the chance to suck me off too! After that was finished I groaned satisfaction…
Mike came wobbling into the room and collapsed on the carpet against the beautiful four poster bed that sat on a step up. When everyone was there, Cendi took my hand and led me into the closet and we chose a dress for me to wear. For now it was all right for me to wear flat chested dresses but the real beauty of this dress we chose was the fact it would hide erections. And I was developing another one right then! The lacy undersides of the dress were rubbing the still sensitive shaft of my penis and it was almost painful the way I was building up! “Cendi! Getting another cock! What do I do!?” I whispered quietly. “This dress will hide it, Darling! Lets go show you off to the others.” Cendi had found a very close match for my hair and skin tone in a wig and brushed it out for me. We stepped out into the room to silence! “Ooohhh, Allie! You’re beautiful even without makeup!” Mom cried in ecstasy. “Oh, Myyy!” Cried Mike, “Al, my Sister!?” There were other cries of joy on seeing me cross dressed for the first time. But, the most important to me was Mike’s opinion! Well, now I’m twenty five and been a full woman for seven years. Mike died of Aids a couple years ago now. But we never really had sex together and apparently he picked up HIV after his one time sucking of me off. No, I didn’t give it to him…! And now, I have found a transvestite and got married, myself!
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