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mine. I felt embarrassed, but an intense sweet elation overcame me. I moaned with each of her thrusts.

She was taking all the initiative as I laid on my back, legs spread, feeling delicate and pliant to what ever she wanted.

Her movements against my thighs were getting rougher. As she increased the tempo, I was almost in pain, unsure if I could continue. I opened my mouth to stop her but only a sigh escaped. A chill came over me, my nipples puckered into hard little balls.

I moaned again, almost a scream which was much louder than I meant to. I then realized that as Tana collapsed on top of me, she had screamed too. I felt weak and strong, refreshed and fatigued, all at the same time. I was beginning to enjoy, no, love what was happening. My body stiffened, I was horrified that I was finding my femininity exciting, very exciting. Tana was positively reinforcing my passive response.

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We didn't see Victor and Tana for a while. Donna called a couple times to see if I was still in dresses. One time Tana said, "No, he's sitting here in a very pretty skirt and blouse." Several weeks after the party, they called and invited us over. I hoped to call the bet off.

When we arrived, Victor was sitting on their Victorian couch with Donna sitting next to him. How young and frisky he looked, actually tantalizingly attractive. His dress was a platinum silk that clung to his feminine appearing curves. The matching shimmering nylons adhering tightly to the curve of his calves. He smiled when he saw me, his red lips parted and he jumped up and gave me a girlish hug.

He sat down and Donna went to get us tea. Victor crossed his legs, his skirt now halfway up his thighs. He had such shapely legs, for a male. In fact as I sat looking, Victor had better looking legs than his wife and even Tana.

Donna served tea and Tana broke her silence talking to Donna, "If I didn't know Victor before, I wouldn't believe he's a man. He is altogether too feminine to be anything but a woman. He seems to radiate femininity."

Donna announced, "Victor's started on female hormone therapy. You won't believe what it's done."

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I looked at Victor who was blushing and asked, "Hormones?"

Donna laughed, "It looks like you are not going to give up any time soon, so he might as well feel a little more comfortable. Are you ready to give up yet?"

"No way," Tana announced.

Donna continued, "Vicky, honey, show Tana and Jerry the wonderful cache that you are wearing now." Victor hesitated but lifted his skirt and lowered his frilly panties. On close examination, you could see a nude colored pantygirdle type device. Between his legs he appeared to have a perfect female crotch.

"How wonderfully swish," Tana taunted.

Donna explained, "Its very expensive and is fitted by a doctor, Dr. Johns. Its called the DiVert.TM Victor didn't want it at first, but I wanted him as feminine as possible. Vicky, tell them about it."

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A red faced embarrassed Victor stated, "Well, the doctor did an examination and even he remarked that I had the ideal figure for his method, commenting on my fleshy hips and buttocks. I suggested that there must be other ways but he smiled at me and said supportingly, 'Underneath your panties, this will be your perfect little secret.'

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Victor hesitated, measuring our response to what we were about to hear, "I had to get on a table and put my legs in these stirrups. I was sure scared."

Tears came to his eyes as he remembered the feeling. "Then Dr. Johns gave me this shot right in the groin which only hurt for a minute. He called it a 'shrivel solution.' Then he pushed everything into my body and strapped on the DivertTM "

He saw me looking at him like he was loony. He tried to rationalize his actions, "The doctor said it makes it easier to walk like a girl."

Donna announced, "As you can see, we are not going to lose. Why don't you give up?"

Tana shook her head.

I had noticed how beautifully smooth Victor walked; almost a glide. There was no doubt the 'DiVertTM garment worked. It's light but powerful stretch-lace panels flattened his male protrusions into a smooth no-show, no-binding flat feminine 'V'. Under panties it was invisible due to the narrowest 1/32 inch elastic edging. This garment obviously