Fem Firm 3: The Return Of Frankie

At that point, I collapsed on the floor and curled up into a ball and
began to softly cry. Why? I really don’t know. Were they tears of joy upon
the discovery of my womanhood? Were they tears of sadness over the loss of
my manhood. At that point, I really didn’t know which. But I did know one
thing; my manhood was all but gone and I had some big decisions to make.

Isabella helped me up and took me in her arms. I continued to cry as she
held me and stroked my hair. Debra has a sofa in her office and she took
me over to it and I curled against her nude body. She didn’t say anything
right away. Nobody did. They just let me sob quietly in Isabella’s arms.

“Shhh, it’s ok, baby. Let it out," Isabella said to me as she held me.

“I just need time to think things out," I said.

“I know, sweetheart. We were just trying to help you make the right
decision.”

I moved from Isabella and sat up on the sofa and saw Debra and Angela
standing there still semi-erect and jerking their dicks. I knew it was not
over. Over the next hour and a half, they all fucked me again and I sucked
them all off at least twice I think. After a while it was all a blur. When
they were finally done, I put my pants on and quietly left Debra’s office
and went to the shower and cleaned up.

I passed Veronica without saying anything, Cynthia was on the phone, but
looked quizzically at me as I passed. Luckily, no one else was in the
office at the time.

I was soon joined by all of them and we showered together. Isabella and I
washed each other as we’d done many times before.

“Like old times, huh girlfriend?" she said with a smile.



PART 2 THE BUSTCOCK TWINS


Over the next two days I was quiet and pretty much kept to myself.
Contemplating ones future is serious business and I wanted to make the
right decisions. That I was a woman now was really no longer a doubt. But
could I become one physically or could I just do it in my mind and only
dress when I wanted to.