-35discover how I cope with the same problem of hiding my dickey until the time is right to use it."

With deft loving fingers, William, alias Wilma, unbuckled the strap from around the end of Bob's cock and the organ swung forward, half-hard in the obscene nakedness of his bare shaved crotch. Keeping the miniskirt raised, Wilma hefted Bob's tool in his hand, testing its future size and firmness when aroused. Then he bent forward and planted a quick loving kiss on the purpling end as he murmured for all to hear, "It's exquisite. Just as big and beautiful as I hoped. And I'm sure I can give you as much pleasure with your lovely cock, Roberta, as you will give me with mine later, dear."

Bob's mouth and eyes opened wide with horror as he realized what Wilma's words foretold. He glanced pleadingly at Alice for mercy, but she only smiled and said, "Roberta will be glad to do anything you suggest, Wilma. Your ideas will entertain us all."

With the rubber-ball anchor of the cock-rein still buried in Bob's clenching ass, Wilma now had Bob hold up the front of his miniskirt to give free access to his released penis. With gently fondling hands and eagerly sucking mouth, Wilma went ardently to work on Bob's organ. Bob had always been sure that homosexual advances and activities would completely fail to excite him under any conditions, but now he was discovering his error. By being forced to wear feminine clothing and have his

masculine body-hair shaved off, was he being turned into a homosexual himself? Wasn't this even worse than the impotency which had so worried him during his enforced masturbation last night? He could feel his cock stiffening reflexly under the expert stimulations that Wilma was supplying and he looked down in confusion at what was happening to him.

He, as a feminized man, was having his cock sucked and stroked by an admittedly homosexual man who was also disguised as a glamorous girl. To what was he responding sexually? Who was doing what to whom? Was his prick reacting to the exotic false girl? Or to the actual homosexual man? And was he reacting, himself, as a former male, or as a converted female? If he was getting excited as a switched girl, by Wilma, the synthetic girl, then, he, Roberta, was still a homosexual, a Lesbian, and that complicated the situation even more.

Because Wilma knew so perfectly what felt good to an erect cock, and was performing so energetically, Bob soon felt his sex-pressures rising all unwanted. He could see himself reflected in a wall mirror, and experienced a horrid fascination at what he saw. He was a bizarrely beautiful girl in every detail of form and exotic clothing, except for his huge stiff prick jutting out from his raised miniskirt, a prick which another seemingly exquisite girl was ardently sucking and masturbating. Was all this a terrible distorted nightmare, or could it really be happening to him? Was he actually being excited by the image of himself in his sexy costume?