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"Oh good they aren't home yet!" Tiffany exclaimed, letting out a sigh of relief.

"Worried how they would react?" Crystal inquired.

"Are you kidding? Of course I am! I'm their only child!" Tiffany responded.

"Well you saw what you look like in 10 years. At some point they're going to figure out what you are. Same goes for Mary. Or are you going to just show up one day looking like a Bimbo?"

"Maybe that would be easier!" Tiffany pondered, as they parked the car and proceeded into Tiffany's room. "There would be no going back at that point."

"Well, as interesting as that would be, I can't allow that. Part of embracing your Sissy nature is to admit what you are to the people in your life."

"But what if my parents disown me? I can't imagine how they will react to this news."

"That's part of the process. Would it help if I ordered you to do it? and rewarded you for it?"

"I-I don't know. What would the reward be?"

"I guess you'd have to talk to your parents and find out, wouldn't you?"

"I'm still not sure...when would I have to do it?" Tiffany asked.

"Whenever you are ready, pretty girl." Crystal said, while stroking Tiffany's exposed thigh. "Since you are obviously not ready, why don't you change into some normal clothing, but make sure you keep a pair of panties on underneath."

Tiffany changed into an older pair of sweatpants, which were a bit more snug than anything else she had, and pulled on a tighter t-shirt as well. She buried her Mom's clothing deep in her closet, for future use and so that her Mom wouldn't find it, before meeting Crystal back in the basement. Crystal was flipping through the channels and waved Tiffany over to join her on the couch. When she sat down, Crystal switched the TV over to the DVD input and hit play on the remote. Before Tiffany had a chance to ask what they were putting on the production studio appeared, Naughty Times Studios.

The production screen was followed by a low quality graphic of the movie's title, Naughty Times Gloryhole Sluts 3. Tiffany guessed that the title had probably been whipped up in some cheap program in about five minutes. Nevertheless, she turned her attention back to the TV as the first scene started. Tiffany guessed the first actress was in her mid-twenties and was some sort of Hispanic descent. There was no plot to this film, it just dove straight into the action and soon Fellacio Lopez (the name presented with the image on the back of the DVD) was eagerly sucking a moderately sized dick through a hole in the wall.

Despite the low quality of the film and the sub-par abilities of Fellacio Lopez, Tiffany's clit was quickly becoming engorged and her mouth was salivating with each passing second of the film. Crystal appeared to be having a similar reaction, as she licked her lips and began playing with her tits. The scene finished with Fellacio taking a somewhat small load across her face and smiling at the camera as it faded out. Before the next scene started, Crystal hit pause and started to go upstairs.

"Don't move a muscle!" She said, as she shut the basement door behind her.

Tiffany wasn't sure what Crystal had planned, but she fought the urge to stroke her clit and remained perfectly still. Closing her eyes she saw images of the dick that Fellacio had been sucking, before she remembered the enormous, black cock from her trip to the future. Will I really be able to handle all of that someday? Tiffany wondered.

It was almost like Crystal could read her mind, because a few minutes later she was back and carrying the toys from the store. The look in Crystal's eyes struck Tiffany with incredible fear and lust.

"Are you ready Tiffany?" Crystal asked.