When she was gone, Bonnie finished clearing away, turned, and began a rhythmic dance toward me. "Alvin honey," she said. "We haven't much time, so listen. I know Delia doesn't understand what really happened last night, and how you really felt about it. And now she'll never want to understand. She likes this idea she's come up with too much."

"And so do I. It keeps Dan closer to home, and it gives me someone to be with when he isn't with me. Believe me, this is a better outcome than any we could have hoped for for you. You get your wife back, and sometimes me to comfort you at night. And sometimes you get Dan too�that'll take a little getting used to I don't doubt, but don't tell me you felt nothing at all when that monster meat of his was working in and out of your love-hole. Ah, I see there was something, you can't say there wasn't, can you. Don't feel embarrassed, almost no one can."

"And in return, all you have to do is join our family, learn how to be one of us girls, and learn how to be please your man. Dan obviously doesn't care if you're a man or a woman, but Delia does, and frankly, I think you're much cuter dressed like this. It gives me ideas, you know?"

She reached down and pulled my cock and balls through a leg of my panties, and bent down and kissed then. "You have so much to learn, sweetheart!" she said, her voice muffled by my lap. "I'll bet you've never even given head to a guy. Well, you'll soon be giving as good as you get. As Delia would say, you'll soon be doing unto others everything you would have others do unto you."

Her mouth took me in and I began to swell up in the soft, moist warmth, her lips enclosing my shank. Then when I had hardened, Bonnie suddenly stood up, straddled me facing me, and sat down on my lap again. This time my cock went deep into her wet, sweet slit, and she leaned both arms on my shoulders, still dancing, her hips still swaying to that same inner music. I began to feel that sweet yearning again, and closed my eyes.

"That's it, honey. Go with it. Rise up and empty yourself into me. That's what you want to do. That's what you've got to do. Into my ass too, if you can go again�I love the feel of cock in there, the same way you will in time. Then we'll go upstairs and get you ready, and there won't be any embarrassing bulges under your skirt while we're at Mario's. I've got a nice outfit you can wear, until we can get you more of your own."

"Bonnie," I said in a small voice, beginning to push rhythmically back into Bonnie, so we were dancing together in a way. "What can I do? If I leave, Delia will divorce me and take everything, I know it, and tell everyone tales about all the men who've fucked me, and how dishonest I've been. Then no one will have anything to do with me, except maybe other horny men. If I stay, I get to do this with you and Delia both"�I closed my eyes and pushed hard and deep into Bonnie's sweet pussy�"and much more. And it feels marvelous! But then I have to live like a woman, and let Dan fuck me."

"That's right. It isn't so bad, being a woman, honey. In fact it's much nicer than being a man! It has all kinds of advantages men know nothing about. And getting fucked by Dan isn't so bad. Not at all. You'll see." She closed her eyes and smiled, then picked up the pace, her loins now rolling around on mine. I reached to grasp her writhing rear and pull it toward me. Our breathing picked up. "The worst of it comes right away, this afternoon at Mario's. We can get you looking presentable, but you'll never pass. Not yet. So lots of people will know you're a man in drag, and some will recognize you, and you'll have to explain to them all that you've always thought you were a girl, and now you've decided to become one and live like one. A lot of them will smirk and make jokes behind your back, but some will admire your courage. And eventually that's what you'll be, a girl, so there'll be no more gossip. Believe me, Allie, that's much better than being known for the rest of your life as a closet gay deceiver who lacked guts. OOOhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhh!"

She closed her eyes and her body shuddered. Her first orgasm. But she didn't slow down. "Monday you'll quit work and we'll begin your transition: clothes, beauty parlor, charm school, whatever seems to be needed. Hormones too. They'll soften and round you out, make you more attractive as a woman. Then later, when your breasts are large and your cock has gone limp for good, we'll decide as a family whether to have it turned inside out and made into a vagina, the way they do it nowadays. We'll all have something to say about that I should think, and the majority will rule. I think you'll end up quite pretty, though then there'd be no more of this kind of thing of course." She gave me a bump, a grind, and a dazzling smile. "Well, there'll still be you rolling around on Dan's lap I suppose, and Dan with his choice of holes." The thought amused her.

Soon she was really rolling and pitching and yawing, out of control, and my cock was somewhere incandescent, a place where bliss pressed in from all sides and yet seemed exquisitely withheld. "Do you have any choice? There's nothing to choose! We've got to get upstairs and get you started," Bonnie said between gasps. "So tell me. Are you coming?"

"I'm coming!" I cried out. "I'm coming, Bonnie! I can't help it, I'm coming!" And that's what I did.

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