"So, Grace...I've been thinking. Maybe castration isn't necessary. We'll see. In any case, you will be feminized and that will start tonight with the removal of your body hair. I must say that you handled the pegging very well, especially given how...punishing Jen made it. Then again, you also seemed to enjoy it a bit. That's no doubt at least partly due to the prostate," I observed as I poured a Guinness for myself and another for Jen...her first since delivery.
"Well, yes...Master. It's also due to being at least a bit submissive in some ways. Obviously, I guess. I won't object to future peggings, though I do hope for a chance to return the favor," Grace confessed.
"We'll see. I'm still a bit fonder of her than of you, though you're growing on me, just as your mother has. Then again, I didn't use to like Jen, either. She became a lot more than a pain in the ass to me a long time ago. Something about the side of her I didn't get to see until after I claimed her. You never really know a woman until you've slept with her. Bertrand Russell got that right," I remarked.
Just then, the doorbell rang and Cheryl rushed to answer it, finding the Chinese food delivery guy, who was more than a little petite, androgynous, even. He carried the food daintily for a delivery boy, and Cheryl had to practically grab it to keep it from falling to the ground. He rushed to help her and his hat came off, revealing long hair tied up in a bun that came loose. Was he really a she?
"Thank you," the delivery person said, admiring Cheryl's tits as she was naked now.
Cheryl reached for a bulge to cop a feel and felt nothing. She slipped her hands down the front of the delivery person's pants, and encountered a definite clit. Yep...the delivery boy...was a girl. She smiled shyly with embarrassment, but she then visibly shivered and moaned a little.
"You want this, don't you?" Cheryl asked her about her tits and her hands roaming freely.
"Yes...may I suck them?" she asked very politely.
"Suck them," I ordered her abruptly as I closed the door.
The delivery girl began tentatively and timidly sucking and licking Cheryl's bare nipples at first, but then she really started to get into it, while Cheryl continued to stroke her clit, and then my own hands unbuckled her belt and slid her pants down to her ankles. I found a thong that left nearly nothing to the imagination. I took a pair of scissors and cut the fabric twice, causing the thong to fall to the floor. Setting the scissors down for safety, I spread her cheeks and ran my thumb along the crack of her ass.
"Relax and join us, my sweet friend. Don't worry. I'll make sure that your job is safe. Take the rest of the night off and let us enjoy you. What is your name?" I demanded, as she moaned in response to my thumb and my hands, as well as Cheryl's fingers and tits.