A version of the Truth

“I…I enjoyed the 4 of you.” You admit, flushing. “Just 4? There was five of us. All of us between your legs, lips and cheeks.” “The 4 ladies.” “So you did not enjoy Alex? You are only about pussy?” “I…I love pussy. Only p-pussy.” “Only pussy?” Doe queried. “Only pusseeehahahahahahaha!” “Naughty little liar, I will have to punish you.” You howled, screaming your lungs out. Why did it have to be tickling? You hated to be tickled in this new super sensitive body. After what felt like hours she stopped. “Let’s try this again. So just pussy?” “Why don’t you want me to love pussy?” “Because cutie, I already know you love pussy. You aren't a guy, why won’t you admit you love dick too? Even if you love pussy more?” “I don’t want to be trapped as a woman without ID!” You gasp at your own response. Doe laughs. “NOOOO!!! I didn’t mean thahhahahahahahahahaha!” “I can see that tickling is desperately needed to get you to confess! Across the arches, soles and toes. Under your arms, across your ribs, into your belly button and your ass? Seriously how ticklish this ass of yours even after we pounded it into the ground?” You make noises that would shock a kookaburra and a chimpanzee. She keeps going as you rock your head back and forth. Finally she lets you breathe.

“Was that enough tickling, Alyson? I can always give you a little more.” You screech as a single nail travels down your dainty feet. You shake your head as you try to speak. “Well?” You whimper as you gasp before saying “I…I don’t know. I seriously cannot remember everything and I am terrified about pregnancy!” She rolled her eyes. “Alex had his sperm frozen years ago. He took the snip. He is shooting blanks.” “Really?” “Obviously Alyson, you think I am a monster? Sure, I like you better this way but…” A ringing tone stopper her flat. “One second, babe.” She picked up her phone and put it on speaker. “This is Doe.” “Hello Doe, this is the one who made Alyson a woman.” “Oh hello, how can I assist?” asked Doe to your horror.