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not go away by blinking his eyes to dispell the bad dream. He could hear the other three talking in the background, but only the terrible catastrophe which had overwhelmed him had any true meaning for him. Suddenly the terrible incubus of his guilty thoughts was ruptured by Joan's voice.

"I think you've admired yourself enough for now, Roberta. It's time we got on to the second phase of our exhibition for tonight," she said with obviously false cheer. "A lovely girl all dressed up in a revealing miniskirt, with her titties sticking out, and black nylons on her legs, and such perfect make-up, must be out to catch and seduce some man her pussie is itching for. So now we'll give you a chance to satisfy your unconscious wish to be sexually used by your man."

While Bob stared at her in dazed bewilderment Joan continued, with Alice nodding agreement. "I realize that Wilma is not the ideal virile masculine type, but working under his real name of William, I'm sure he can find several ways to amuse himself passionately with such an obviously sexy feminine girl as you are now. He arranged for you to get your ashes hauled, so now you must help him get the same kicks by unconventional ejaculation.'

Deep inside himself Bob sensed a flickering urge to rebel against what was happening to him.

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But that flame toward normalcy was quickly extinguished by his terrible feelings of guilt and by glancing at himself in the accusing mirror. Too much had happened for him to be able to back out now. He had, both physically and emotionally, passed the point of no return, so he had to go on. If he was to be transformed into a girl in his emotions as well as in his appearance, he could only accept his fate.

With a chivalrous gallantry that would only be used toward an intimately loved girl, William helped Bob down from the chair to stand dejectedly before his tormentors. For the second time that evening William kissed Bob (as Roberta) full on the lips with insistent demanding passion, and Bob made no effort to avoid the obviously sexual contact. Speaking like a conspiring lover, so that all could hear, William said, "Earlier I promised to show you how I hide my cock when I'm masquerading as a girl. Now if you'll help me undress, I'll show you all my secrets, like you've shown me yours."

Knowing that he did not have the moral strength to refuse, Bob slowly helped WilmaWilliam take off his well-filled white blouse, exposing a gleaming white satin bra. At William's request, Bob now unhitched the back of the bra and slipped it off his shoulders, revealing large firm breasts attached to his chest, the nipples