Superpower – The Sequel
By
Pamela
Glen and Marilyn resumed their normal lives. Glen went to work wearing a suit and wore cute dresses at home. Near the end of the week Marilyn suggested they test Glen’s superpower. If he passed the test she would take him to buy the Barbie pajamas he needed for the Barbie sleepover.
“Thank you, Marilyn, I so want to go to the sleepover.”
“Concentrate on being a preteen girl,” Marilyn instructed Glen.
Glen shut his eyes and focused his mind. Marilyn looked on amused as various facial expressions passed over his face. After a few minutes Glen opened his eyes and said, “Mommy! Can you take me to buy Barbie pajamas today?”
“Not today, but soon Glen.”
Glen looked around the room. “Where did I leave my Barbie, Mommy?”
“She’s in your bedroom. You can play there until I call you down for dinner.”
Glen went upstairs to the bedroom, found his Barbie and clothes, and got absorbed in a fantasy about how his Barbie would join three other Barbies for a sleepover.
After dinner Marilyn decided it was time to get her husband Glen back. “Come here Glen,” she said.
Glen put down a Barbie picture book he was reading and joined Marilyn. “It’s such a good book. Barbie is teaching Ken how to make pancakes. He’s such a klutz!”
“Come sit with me.”
Glen sat down next to Marilyn. “Mommy’s going to check your panties.”
Glen laughed. “Why do you need to check my panties?”
Marilyn laughed. “When you were a baby I’d have to check your diaper to see if you peed.”
“I don’t have to pee, Mommy,” Glen said.
“I know,” Marilyn said as she slipped her hand up inside Glen’s skirt until she felt his panty. She worked her fingers inside it and held on to his cock.
“Oh my, Mommy, that feels really goooooood …” Glen closed his eyes and his head began to twirl around on his neck. “Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh!”
Marilyn felt the member grow in her fingers until Glen’s boner burst forth. She adeptly ran her hand up and down it until she heard Glen say, “Oh man, Marilyn, that is … oh God …” Marilyn stopped what she was doing.
“You’re back Glen. It looks like we can control your superpower.”
“You mean I became a girl?”
“Yes, indeed.”
“Right. I do remember I was reading a Barbie book.”
“I hate to waste your boner,” Marilyn said. She turned around, undid the button on her jeans and let them fall to the ground. She pulled down her panties till they were at her ankles. She stepped out of the jeans and panties and leaned against a nearby table. “Come on Glen. Put your boner up inside me.”
“Okay, Marilyn,” Glen said. Marilyn leaned over and Glen guided his penis inside her. It wasn’t often that they had sex doggie style but Marilyn had carefully taught him how to please her that way and he was more than willing to be of service.
“Very good, Glen,” Marilyn said. “Oh, yes. Pound away.”
Glen frantically humped her until she screamed in pleasure. “Go ahead and cum Glen. It’s okay.”
“Thank you, Marilyn,” Glen said.
A moment later he shot off inside her.
“Tomorrow I’ll shop for Barbie pajamas.”
“I can’t thank you enough, Marilyn!”
***
The day of the sleepover Marilyn had made an appointment for Glen to get his hair styled and a mani-pedi. She thought it right that he be as lovely as possible for the night with his friends. After thinking it over she decided it was best if he transformed himself into a girl for the visit to the beauty parlor. It was a public place and he’d naturally end up putting himself under the spell anyway. After breakfast Marilyn instructed Glen to transform himself and she watched as he used his superpower.
Twelve-year old Glen emerged within a few minutes. It occurred to Marilyn that she ought to investigate a bit how thorough the transformation was.
“What is your name?” Marilyn asked.
“You know my name,” Glen said. “You’re teasing me!”
“No, what is it?”
“It’s Glen!”
“Da.”
“Da?”
“Glen – da! Your name is Glenda.”
“It is?”
“Glen is a nickname. Glenda is your real name. Glenda is a girl’s name; Glen is mainly a boy’s name.”
“Wow.”
“Would you like to be called Glenda?”
“Yes, Mommy. I want to have a girl’s name!”
“Good, so from now on we’ll call you Glenda.”
“Thank you.”
“Do you know anyone named Glen?” Marilyn asked.
“No, Mommy.”
Marilyn talked with Glenda about various subjects until she had a pretty good idea of what she knew and didn’t know. The main truth was that Glenda’s mind was utterly caught up in the thoughts and behaviors of a preteen girl. Somewhere in her head Marilyn figured must be a lifetime of memories of being Glen. Her neural circuits were prevented from accessing that part of herself. It was amazing.
While Marilyn loved her submissive husband Glen, Glenda also had some attractive qualities. It was fun to see how a young girl’s mind worked – it had been so many years since she had been that age. Glenda as a girl was more self-confident then Glen was as a man. As a girl Glenda knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to ask for it. As a man Glen was tentative and often afraid of his own shadow. Glenda was not servile the way Glen was. Glen jumped every time Marilyn gave him a command. Glenda tended to protest doing the things she didn’t want to do – like the way any preteen girl would. Marilyn laughed to herself realizing that Glen would probably be scared and intimidated by Glenda if she threatened him.
“I’m taking you to the beauty parlor today so you can be as pretty as possible for your big night out,” Marilyn said.
“Oh my God, thank you Mommy! I can get a new hairstyle! Can I get a mani-pedi?”
“Yes and yes!”
“Mommy, I love you so much!”
***
After lunch they went to the beauty parlor. The hairdresser was a good friend of Marilyn’s and treated Glenda as she would any other preteen girl. For her part, Glenda chattered away telling the stylist about the sleepover and how much she liked her girlfriends. The stylist gave Glenda a cute haircut with bangs. A nail technician did Glenda’s toes and fingernails in a dark pink shade.
“You look so lovely,” Marilyn said, “I think I might prefer you as a girl.”
Glen laughed. “What else can I be Mommy?”
“You can also …” Marilyn started to say and then realized that Glenda would never believe her if she told her about Glen and his superpower.
***
Glenda was terribly excited when Marilyn parked in front of Annie’s house. Her Barbie pajamas were in a tote bag together with her Barbie and a change of underwear. She ran up the walkway and knocked on the door. Annie answered and the two girls ran off to Annie’s room.
“Welcome. I’m Alice, Annie’s mom,” Alice said.
“I’m Marilyn, Glen’s wife.”
“So nice to meet you,” Alice said. “Can I say this up front? I envy you having a husband like Glen. Seriously, what a joy to control one’s husband as if he were a child! Even better that he reverts to being a twelve-year-old girl. Twelve-year old girls may be a bit whiney or rebellious every so often, but they’re so much easier to live with than husbands!”
“Many of my married friends say the same thing. That’s why I didn’t get married until I met Glen. Right from the get-go he was so intimidated by me that I quickly gained complete control of him.”
At that moment Julie and Lara showed up with their moms. The girls scampered to Annie’s bedroom. Alice introduced Marilyn to Lara’s mom, Liana.
“Marilyn was just telling me how she has absolute control over her husband Glen,” Alice said.
“I saw that before,” Julie’s mom, Janet said. “I must confess I’m jealous.”
Alice laughed. “That’s exactly what I was telling Marilyn.”
“Tell me about your husband,” Liana said. “It’s intriguing.”
“When I first met Glen I discovered that he’s naturally subservient to women. He’s scared of us yet he also worships us. I realized that I could leverage those aspects of his personality to turn him into what for all intents and purposes is my man slave. My will is his will. It’s a glorious feeling to have that power over him. He does all the housework, for example. He even cooks dinner and cleans up afterwards.”
“But what about sex?” Liana asked.
“Good question. I took precautions about that. Before I took wedding vows with Glen I made sure that he could give me a boner on demand – and not just any boner – I’m talking about a good solid boner and a good sized nicely functioning cock and balls.”
“God, when you put it like that,” Liana said, “I wish I’d thought of that years ago.”
“Me too,” Alice said.
“Do you think we could transform our husbands into something resembling Glen?” Janet asked.
“If your husbands are subservient it’s certainly possible.” Marilyn said.
“Alas, I’m sure Lenny isn’t like that,” Liana said. “I suppose I could divorce him and find myself a Glen.”
“Just out of curiosity, how do we find men like Glen?” Alice asked.
“Glen just fell into my lap,” Marilyn said. “I wasn’t looking for a man like him. In fact, I didn’t even know that men like him existed.”
“What tipped you off?”
“He couldn’t lead me properly in a slow dance. He was so tentative – clearly afraid of me. So I took charge and he responded like a fish to water. He loved the fact that I took control. He clearly wanted a traditional female role in our relationship.”
“How did Glen come to become a twelve-year-old girl?” Liana asked.
“It’s actually a superpower,” Marilyn said. “Glen the subservient husband flips into being a twelve-year old girl if he puts his mind to it. He’s then locked into it. That’s what’s so amazing. He loses all knowledge of Glen the husband.”
“Holy shit,” Liana said. “So Glen is locked into being a girl now?”
“Yes. He can’t get out of it unless I release him.”
“Not that he wants to!” Janet said.
“True, very true. Glen loves being a young girl.”
“Can you have sex with Glen when he’s a girl?”
“No, as a matter of fact. That’s how the spell is undone. Touch his penis enough and he reverts back to being my husband Glen.”
“Fascinating,” Janet said.
“While Glen’s a girl you could do anything that you wanted to,” Alice said. “Like an affair, for example.”
“Except that I can have an affair any time I want,” Marilyn laughed.
“This is a creepy thought,” Liana said, “but you could arrange for Glen to have sex reassignment surgery while he’s a man and then have him become a girl just before the operation. When he wakes up from surgery there won’t be any way for him to revert back to being your husband! You’ll have a permanent daughter!”
“That is creepy!” Marilyn said, “but I like the idea. Who knows maybe one day I’ll want to do that.”
“For tonight Glen is totally locked into being a girl?” Alice asked.
“Yes. One other thing is that Glen – my daughter – would prefer to be called Glenda from now on. Glen is her nickname and Glenda her real name.”
“Of course, that makes sense,” Alice said.
“It’s so nice of you to include Glenda with the other girls,” Marilyn said.
“Our daughters love playing with her. She fits in so well. We’re happy that the girls made such a nice plan to get together,” Janet said.
“I love having them over,” Alice said. “Annie is so excited at the opportunity to host the party that she might never come down to earth again!”
“Glenda is also super excited about the party,” Marilyn said. “The four girls are four peas in a pod.”
“Do you think that Glenda would want a boyfriend? Like the other girls do?”
“I wonder,” Marilyn said. “I should have a mother-daughter talk with Glenda. Make sure she doesn’t get taken advantage of by a boy.”
“Yes, we all need to have that conversation,” Janet said.
“What we should do is teach our daughters to find submissive men,” Liana said.
“I like that idea,” Alice said.
“The patriarchy certainly hasn’t worked out so well for women, has it?” Janet said.
“Truer words were never spoken!” Marilyn said and the women laughed.
After a few seconds, Liana said, “I’d be curious to see how Glenda goes back to Glen.”
“Me too,” Alice said. “I’d really love to see that.”
“If the opportunity presents itself, I’ll show you firsthand how Glen’s superpower works.”
***
In Annie’s room the girls arranged two mattresses side by side on the floor so they could sleep together. Glenda and Annie were selected to sleep in the middle with Janet next to Glenda and Lara next to Annie. The plan for the evening was for the girls to first have popcorn, then ice cream, and then melted cheese sandwiches if they were hungry.
“We should change into our Barbie pajamas,” Annie said. “Then we’ll show them off to our moms.”
Glenda had worn one of her pink dresses. She lifted it off over her head. Wearing her bra and panties she put on her Barbie pajamas with the other girls. When they were dressed Annie said, “Let’s get our pictures taken.”
The girls followed her to the living room where the moms were chatting.
“Oh, how darling,” Alice said. “The Barbie girls have arrived!”
“Their PJ’s are so cute!” Julie said. “Give us a fashion show!”
“Gladly!” Annie said.
“We thought you’d never ask!” Lara said.
“And now Lara the supermodel begins the show!” Annie said.
Lara strutted into the living room as if on a runway. “Lara is wearing the latest Barbie fashion,” Annie said. “Matching tops and bottoms. Light pink background with the word ‘Barbie’ printed in pink, Barbie’s profile in pink, and blue flowers with pink centers in a free forming pattern.”
The moms applauded and Janet said, “I love the design and the light pink. What a lovely choice of pajamas.”
“Thank you,” Liana said. “Lara fell in love with them instantly.”
As Lara exited, Julie began walking into the living room.
“Now you see pretty Julie wearing her risqué Barbie PJ’s!” Annie said.
Julie sashayed from side to side.
“As you see Julie’s pajamas are white with Barbie written in script,” Annie said. “There’s a lovely profile of her head in pink and of course ‘Love’ is written everywhere together with little hearts!” Julie twirled around once.
The mothers applauded and Annie added, “Again Barbie has outdone herself with beautiful pajamas.”
Julie walked off and Annie said, “And now Glenda shows off the sexiest PJ’s in the collection!”
Marilyn was surprised at how easily Glenda slid into the game. She gracefully minced into the room seeming to have an instinct for feminine moves.
“As you see,” Annie said, “Glenda’s pajamas have a pretty picture of Barbie with the message ‘I love Barbie!’ which we all do! Her bottoms are bright pink with Barbie written everywhere in script. What a lovely creation worn by such a lovely creature!”
The mothers applauded and Glenda honored them with a dramatic curtsey. She left the room and Annie said, “And now for the piece de resistance, our very own Annie – our most beautiful and famous international star model – wearing haute Barbie pajamas!”
Annie skipped into the living room and spun around three times.
“My Barbie pajamas have two different Barbies on the front of the top. The bottoms have the sweetest pink and white stripes with Barbie blended into the design!”
Annie bowed and curtsied her way out of the room to the applaud of the moms.
She reentered the room and said, “And that concludes our Barbie pajama fashion show!”
The girls ran back into the living room together holding hands and bowed to the moms who applauded them.
“Give our models another round of applause!” Annie said and the moms applauded again. “The girls are now available for photos!”
Marilyn hugged Glenda. “You’re so adorable!”
“Thank you, Mommy!”
“Glenda, I wanted to tell you how much I love your new hairdo. Bangs are so cute on you,” Janet said.
“Thank you. Mommy also had my nails done!”
“Such a pretty color, Glenda,” Janet said.
Glenda and the others giggled and posed while the moms took pictures.
“We need a group picture with each girl in front of her mom,” Annie said.
Glenda stood in front of Marilyn, Annie in front of Alice, Julie in front of Janet, and Lara in front of Liana. Annie used a timer to take the picture. After a few pictures, the girls were returning to Annie’s bedroom when Marilyn called to Glenda, “Could you come here for a second?”
“What would you like Mommy?” Glenda asked.
“The ladies were curious about what panties I buy for you. Can I show them?”
Glen laughed. “Sure mommy. They’re my Barbie panties!”
“I know.” Marilyn gently lowered Glen’s pajama bottoms exposing his Barbie panties. “Now, ladies, you see the pretty panties Glen is wearing.”
“They’re adorable,” Janet said.
“Soft cotton,” Liana said.
Marilyn inserted her hand inside Glenda’s panties and as was now becoming routine, Glen suddenly reappeared. “Oh my God, Marilyn, you’re touching my penis in front of your friends!”
“It’s all right Glen,” Marilyn said. “We’re just doing a little experiment. I brought you back from being a girl.”
“Oh, yeah, I see. Look at me wearing my pretty Barbie pajamas!”
“If Glen’s going to spend the night with the girls I’ll have to finish him off so he can go back to being his preteen self.”
Liana laughed. “You mean Glen would get blue balls!”
“Yes. I’m not sure how comfortable he’d be if his ‘vagina’ ached all night!” Marilyn said and the women laughed.
“Would any of you like the honors?” Marilyn asked.
“You mean have one of us jerk Glen off?” Liana said.
“Yeah. My point is to demonstrate how much I control Glen. He’ll do whatever I tell him to do. Including standing still while one of you make him cum.”
“I don’t mind doing it if no one else wants to,” Liana said.
“Go ahead. It’ll be fun to watch you do it,” Alice said.
“I agree,” Janet said.
“Okay, then I guess I’m happy to do it,” Liana said.
“Glen,” Marilyn said. “Liana will jerk you off. Stand still and let her go to work.”
“Yes, Marilyn,” Glen said.
Liana began sliding her hand up and back along Glen’s cock. Glen’s boner quickly reappeared. The pleasure was overwhelming and Glen had a hard time standing still.
“He’s enjoying your touch,” Marilyn said. “He’ll shoot off any second now. I’ve got a tissue.” Marilyn held it up near the end of Glen’s penis. A moment later he squirted into it and Marilyn expertly caught the effluent.
Glen stood still catching his breath. “Bravo!” Liana said. “That was fun!”
“Glen,” Marilyn said. “Pull your panties and pajama bottoms back up.”
Glen did what she said.
“I wish my husband’s cock was as beautiful as Glen’s and as cooperative!” Liana said.
“Like I implied before,” Marilyn said, “women use many criteria to decide whether to marry a man or not. But selecting based on their cock never gets the priority it deserves. I know some women are happy with any old cock, but for me the shape, size, functionality, and resiliency are important. After all, what else are men giving us?”
Alice, Janet, and Liana laughed heartily. “I’m guilty of never having considered what kind of cock my husband had,” Alice said.
“Me too,” Janet said. “I’m in the same boat.”
“You might find this silly, but you’re all welcome to use Glen’s penis – as long as it doesn’t conflict with my own needs.”
“That’s so kind of you,” Liana said. “I might just take you up on that one day.”
“Glen won’t object?” Alice asked.
“Glen does whatever I tell him to do. There’s no question of him objecting.”
“Absolutely fascinating,” Alice said.
“We can talk about this in the future. Right now we had better get Glen back to the sleepover,” Marilyn said. “Glen, sit down and rest for a second.”
Glen sat down.
“Note how obedient Glen is.”
“A well-trained husband is priceless,” Janet said.
“Glen, concentrate on being a preteen girl,” Marilyn instructed him.
Glen formed his face into the look Marilyn was familiar with and in short order he reverted to Glenda. “Mommy, can I join the other girls?” Glenda asked.
“Sure, Glenda. Run along now and play with the girls.”
Glenda left the room. “How much will she remember about what just happened?” Alice asked.
“As far as I can tell, nothing,” Marilyn said. “When she transforms back to Glen he has a dim memory of what he was doing as a girl. The thing is, Glen likes being a girl, especially wearing pretty dresses – so even if he didn’t have his superpower he still would like to play with Barbies.”
“How do you decide whether you want Glen or Glenda?” Janet asked.
“It’s still the early days. I’m getting used to the superpower. There are things I like about Glen and about Glenda. I suppose it’s like having a husband or daughter but never both at the same time.”
“Ugh,” Liana said. “I’m so jealous of you Marilyn, I can’t stand it. I’ve got to find a way for Lenny to pretend he’s a girl.”
“Liana,” Alice said, “it’s possible that Lenny does want to be a girl but he’s too fearful to let you know.”
“How can I find out?”
“Surprise him one day wearing a black leather catsuit, stiletto heels, and a bull whip,” Marilyn said. “Lay out a feminine outfit and tell him to put it on. He either gets the biggest boner he’s ever had, or he thinks your nuts.”
Liana laughed. “That’s such a great idea.”
“I think we should all do that,” Janet said. “See if any of our husbands take the bait!”
Marilyn laughed. “It looks like the revolution starts here!”
***
Glenda joined the girls sitting down on the mattresses. “What movie do you all want to watch,” Annie asked.
“One with a lot of kissing!” Lara said.
“Yeah!” Julie said. “A movie with cute boys.”
“That’s a great idea,” Glenda said.
While Annie was selecting a movie the moms came by to say goodbye. “I’ll be by tomorrow at noon to pick you up,” Marilyn said to Glenda. “Remember to change your panties in the morning!”
“Ok, Mom, you’re embarrassing me!” Glenda said.
“Julie, do as Glenda does. Change your panties in the morning,” Janet said.
“Mothers!” Julie said, exasperated.
When the moms had gone Annie began a movie she had selected and Alice brought popcorn and soda for the girls.
The film centered on the lives of kids at a beach resort who had nothing better to do with their time than to wonder who was dating whom, who was flirting with whom, who was going steady with whom, and on and on. The best part of the movie was the jokes that Glenda and the other girls made every time the characters kissed.
When the movie was over Annie said, “I like that the girls found boyfriends. Even little tomboy Nancy.”
“So much kissing!” Julie said. “My lips are tired watching it!”
“I could kiss a boy all day long if I had the chance,” Lara said.
“Have you kissed a boy?” Glenda asked.
“Last year I had a boyfriend and he liked kissing me,” Lara said. “He was a great kisser.”
“You no longer see him?” Glenda asked.
“The rat dumped me because I don’t have boobs. He said call him up when I get boobs!”
“How hurtful!” Glenda said.
“You’re telling me,” Lara said, “but I was also glad to find out what a cretin he was – so I didn’t have to see him anymore.”
“When I do get boobs,” Julie said, “no boy is going to get near them unless I’m sure he wants me for who I am and not because of my body parts!”
“Same for me!” Lara said.
“I’m also in!” Annie said. “What about you Glenda? You wear a real bra. Do boys try to feel you up? Have you had a boyfriend?”
Glenda laughed. “I wouldn’t let a boy feel me up, not that any have tried!” Glenda’s memory of her childhood was dim as if obscured by a fog. Suddenly a memory popped into her mind. “Well actually there was a boy named Barry that I sort of had a crush on. He was handsome and he let me watch him lift weights in his basement gym. There was something about watching him strain and his muscles all popping out that made me feel flushed. But he never saw me as a girlfriend. He never asked me out on a date.”
“He never kissed you?” Annie said.
“No, but one day when he was lifting some heavy weights his shorts got twisted or something because suddenly I saw his penis!”
The girls laughed.
“I know it was weird,” Glenda said.
“What does a penis look like?” Annie asked.
“I’ve seen pictures of them,” Julie said.
“Well it’s kind of like a …” Glenda said.
“Hot dog?” Lara said, and they laughed.
“I was going to say sausage,” Glen said.
“It’s so weird to think we have to let boys stick them inside of us,” Julie said.
“You don’t have to let them!” Glenda said.
“I meant we’re eventually going to want them to stick them in us, so at that point we’ll have to let them do it!”
“I’ve heard that it can feel really good for girls as well as boys,” Annie said.
“My mom has a vibrator,” Lara said, “that gives her pleasure down there.”
“What’s that?” Annie asked.
“It’s like a …” Lara said.
“Penis,” Julie said.
“Sort of like that,” Lara said. “You turn it on and it shakes. I heard my mom moaning one night when my dad was away on business and I asked her why. She showed me the vibrator and said that it makes her feel good if she puts it up inside her vagina.”
“That’s so cool,” Glenda said.
“Next time we have a sleepover we should get ourselves a vibrator. We could find out if it really works or not,” Annie said.
“How would we even get one?” Janet asked.
“Borrow Lara’s mom’s?” Glenda said.
“My mom would kill me if she found out!” Lara said.
“We’re so raunchy!” Janet said.
“We should get an official Barbie vibrator,” Annie said, and the girls laughed.
***
The next morning at noon, while Glenda was waiting for Marilyn to pick her up, Alice got a call from Marilyn and handed the phone to Glenda.
“Glenda,” Marilyn said, “I’m so sorry but Grandma had a fall and I have to rush on over to help her.”
“I hope she’s all right,” Glenda said.
“I think so, but I’ve got to check on her. Can you walk home? It’s just twelve blocks.”
Glenda felt a wave of fear run through her. “I guess so, Mommy. How do I go?”
“You go straight down Elm eight blocks, make a right on Haverty until you see the park. Walk diagonally across it and you’ll see our house. There’s a key under the large flowerpot.”
Glenda fought back tears. She was petrified about getting lost and even worse: scared of entering the house by herself. “Okay Mommy. I hope Grandma is fine.”
Glenda told Alice that she’d have to walk home. Lara and Julie had already left and Alice apologized that she couldn’t drive her - the oil light had gone on in her car and a tow truck was coming to take it.
“It’s okay. I know my way. I had so much fun last night. I had the greatest time. Thank you!”
“We loved having you,” Alice said.
Annie walked with Glenda outdoors. It was a mild day and the skirt of Glenda’s pink dress fluttered a bit in the breeze. Annie gave Glenda a hug and a kiss on the cheek and Glenda set out for home.
***
Though this was the first time Glenda had been out in the world by herself in a dress – unlike Glen – she had no qualms about being seen as a girl. In her own mind Glenda was a preteen girl who smiled at everyone she passed. Her main worry was the creepiness of entering the house by herself. She’d have to deal with that when she got there. A few blocks into her journey Glenda distracted herself by remembering how much fun she had had with the girls. They had stayed up to three in the morning playing Barbie games, eating ice cream, and talking about their futures. What kind of boys they liked was an important topic. But also each of the girls - except Glenda - envisioned having a life that wasn’t built on being supported by a man. Glenda’s goal was unambiguous. She wanted to be a mom. Preferably three children and a nice husband. She didn’t mind cooking and housework. She wanted a kind and thoughtful man she could be proud of.
Glenda was so lost in her thoughts that by the time she snapped out of her reverie she realized that she had no idea where she was. Had she walked too far and missed her turn? The street names were unfamiliar. She looked in every direction and decided that she should backtrack. After several blocks, however, she was sure she hadn’t been this way before. Glenda began to panic. She walked faster and faster carrying her little tote bag with her pajamas, panties, and Barbie. Nothing made sense anymore.
Crossing a street Glenda tripped and fell to the ground. Her knee was badly scraped and bleeding. In a state of panic she sat down on the curb and began to cry. She shook with fear and distress. After a while a teenage girl, perhaps sixteen or seventeen came out of a nearby house and approached Glenda. “Hi,” she said. “I saw you crying. Is there anything I can help you with?
“I’m lost! I don’t know where I am! I’m supposed to be home! I hurt my knee!”
“Okay, okay, okay. I’ll help you! Relax.”
“Thank you,” Glenda said, sniffing and trying to control her tears.
“First thing is do you know the address of your house?”
Glenda crinkled up her face in thought and said, “I don’t know my address!”
“That makes it hard,” the girl said. “Come with me inside and let me clean up that scrape of yours. It looks kind of bad.”
Glenda followed the girl inside. She had Glenda sit down in the kitchen at a Formica table.
“What’s your name?” the girl asked.
“Glenda.”
“I’m Cindy.”
“Thank you for helping me, Cindy.”
“First thing is to take care of your wound.” There was a knock on the door and Cindy said, “That’ll be my friends. They were coming by. I’ll let them in.”
She left and came back a minute later. “Glenda, these are my friends Rosemary and Zelda.”
“Hi Glenda,” Zelda said.
“Hi,” Rosemary said.
“I scraped my knee,” Glenda said, “and Cindy is going to make it better.”
“That’s nice,” Zelda said.
“I saw Glenda sitting on the curb crying her eyes out and went to investigate,” Cindy said. “She can’t remember where she lives and is totally lost.”
“Amnesia. Wow! Can she give us any clues?” Rosemary asked.
“Not so far,” Cindy said.
“Glenda, how old are you?” Rosemary asked.
“Twelve.”
“That’s a very pretty dress you’re wearing,” Zelda said.
“Thank you. It’s one of my favorites, though I do have an even prettier pink dress at home. I didn’t wear that one today.”
“Where have you come from that you got lost?” Cindy asked.
“Last night was my Barbie sleepover with Julie, Annie, and Lara.”
“A Barbie sleepover. That’s neat. What do you do in a Barbie sleepover?” Zelda asked.
“We wear Barbie pajamas and play Barbie games. We play with our Barbie dolls. We saw a movie with lots of boys and girls kissing!”
“Sounds like so much fun,” Zelda said.
Cindy said, “Is it okay if I lift your skirt a bit so I can get at your scrape.”
“Sure,” Glenda said.
Cindy lifted up Glenda’s skirt a few inches. “Oh dear, Glenda, you have a couple of drops of blood on your skirt.”
“Oh no!” Glenda said.
“I know how to get blood out,” Rosemary said. “Don’t worry.”
“Thank you,” Glenda said.
“What have you got in your bag?” Zelda asked. “Any clues to where you live?”
“My Barbie pajamas are in there and a Barbie. We all wore our Barbie pajamas last night. Also my Barbie panties.”
“Can I see?” Zelda asked.
“Sure,” Glenda said.
Zelda took out Glenda’s pajamas and held them up.
“Oh my God, they’re so pretty,” Zelda said.
“Such a nice pink shade and I love Barbie’s picture,” Rosemary said.
Cindy looked up from cleaning Glenda’s scrape and said, “I think those are the cutest Barbie pajamas I’ve ever seen.”
“Thank you,” Glenda said.
“Here’s your Barbie,” Zelda said. “She’s wearing a blue princess gown.”
“That belongs to Julie’s Barbie. We lend each other our pretty Barbie dresses. Julie has so many nice dresses for her Barbie!”
“I love it,” Zelda said. “I haven’t played Barbies for years.”
“I hope I never outgrow Barbies,” Glenda said.
“This might sting a little,” Cindy said. She applied some antiseptic to the scrape.
Glenda waited to see if it hurt and said, “It didn’t hurt so much.”
“Thank goodness,” Cindy said. “I’ll put a bandage on the worst scrape and you’ll be done. Dr. Cindy has fixed the boo-boo.”
Glenda laughed. “I’m so lucky I met Dr. Cindy!”
“Well we still need to figure out what you call home!” Zelda said.
“There’s also the blood stain,” Rosemary said.
“You can take it out?” Glenda said.
“Yes. But you’ll have to take off your dress.”
“Sure,” Glenda said.
Zelda undid the back zipper of Glenda’s dress and helped her lift it up over her head. Zelda handed the dress to Rosemary and Glenda stood there wearing her panties and bra.
“That’s a pretty bra and panty you’re wearing,” Zelda said.
“Thank you. My mommy bought them for me.”
“She has good taste in pretty clothes.”
“Wait a minute!” Rosemary said suddenly. “What have we here?”
“What do you mean, Rosemary?” Cindy asked.
Rosemary pointed at Glenda’s panties. “I’m going to take a guess that we’re not going to find a vagina in those panties.”
Zelda took a look and said, “She’s right. What’s going on Glenda?”
“What do you mean?” Glenda said.
“We think you have a penis!” Zelda said.
“I have a ‘gina.”
“You do?” Cindy said.
Glenda laughed. “I’m a girl so I have a ‘gina!”
“Do you know what a vagina is?” Cindy asked.
Glenda looked confused and Cindy said, “Let me show you.” Cindy let her jeans down to reveal her panties.
“You have pretty panties,” Glenda said.
“Thanks. Do you see the difference between my panties and yours?” Cindy asked.
“Mine are white and yours are pink?” Glenda said.
Zelda and Rosemary dropped their jeans to show Glenda their panties.
“Look carefully, Glenda. Compare our panties to yours. What can you say about the front of your panties?”
Glenda studied Cindy’s pink panties and Zelda and Rosemary’s white panties. “All of our panties have some lace on the front!” Glenda said.
Cindy laughed. “That’s true but I’m more interested in the shape of the front of the panties.”
“I’m sorry, Cindy,” Glenda said. Her voice was choking up.
“Sorry, Glenda, I don’t mean to hurt your feelings. But our panties are flat and yours have a bulge.”
“A bulge?”
“What’s the bulge?” Zelda asked.
“My ‘gina,” Glenda said.
“No, no, no,” Rosemary said in frustration. “Here look! She pulled her panties down exposing her shaved vagina. “This is a vagina! Let’s see what you have!”
“I should take off my panties?” Glenda asked.
“If you don’t mind,” Cindy said.
“I can take them off,” Glenda said.
She pulled her panties down exposing her penis. It was relaxed and small.
“So what do you call that?” Rosemary asked.
“It’s my ‘gina.”
“Why does it look so different from my vagina?” Rosemary asked.
“I don’t know,” Glenda said.
“Perhaps it’ll be clearer to Glenda if we get her ‘vagina’ aroused,” Zelda said, laughing.
“Good idea,” Rosemary said. “Glenda, is it okay if we touch your vagina?”
Glenda laughed and said, “My girlfriends told me that it’s usually boys who touch vaginas!”
The girls laughed. “We know that, but we’re just trying to teach you something,” Rosemary said.
“Okay, I guess you may touch my ‘gina!”
“I’ll use my mouth, if you don’t mind,” Rosemary said.
“Your mouth?” Glenda asked.
“It’ll make my point even better,” Rosemary said. “Besides …”
“Since when do you get first dibs on a blowjob?” Cindy asked. “Maybe Zelda and I want to do it?”
“You know I’ve always been really interested in giving head,” Rosemary said.
“But Cindy and I are too,” Zelda said. “You’ve already done it a couple of times. I’ve never done it – not for lack of wanting to.”
“I suggested it first,” Rosemary said. “I’ll stop before she cums and you can finish her off or at least have some time with her dick.”
“Don’t stay too long!” Zelda said.
“Sorry for the interruption Glenda,” Rosemary said. “I’m going to put your ‘vagina’ in my mouth. Then you’ll see the point I’m trying to make.” Rosemary turned to look at Cindy and Zelda and said sarcastically, “May I begin?”
“Just remember to save some for us,” Cindy said.
“I will. I promise,” Rosemary said.
Glenda giggled at the banter between the girls. Rosemary got on her knees in front of Glenda and took Glenda’s small penis into her mouth.
Almost immediately Glenda yelped in pleasure.
“That feels good!” Glenda said.
Rosemary was impressed by how fast Glenda’s penis lengthened and thickened. It became far bigger than she had expected. She wasn’t yet a great expert in giving blow jobs – this was the third one she had ever tried – but she knew enough about sliding her tongue along the shaft that within a minute, Glen exclaimed, “Holy cow! Who are you? Why are you giving me a blowjob?”
Rosemary pulled back in alarm and jumped to her feet. Glen stood with his panties at his ankles and a stiff boner pointing at the three girls.
“What the fuck?” Cindy said.
“Who are you people? What am I doing here?” Glen said.
“What do you mean, ‘What are you doing here’?” Cindy asked.
“Why was she giving me a blow job?” Glen asked.
“Why did you keep claiming that your penis was a vagina?” Rosemary asked.
“I did?” Glen asked.
“Man am I confused!” Zelda said.
“Let’s start from the beginning,” Cindy said. “You were lost and crying on the curb. Do you remember that?”
“No,” Glen said, “well actually maybe. It’s a little hazy.”
“How could you not remember?” Cindy asked. “You had a bad scrape from falling.”
Glen looked down and saw the bandage on his knee. “Did you tend to my scrape? I can’t thank you enough.”
“You got some blood on your dress and we were going to clean it. That’s why you’re in your underwear,” Rosemary said.
“That’s when we noticed you had a penis!” Zelda said. “You argued with us claiming it was a vagina. Rosemary was trying to show you that it couldn’t possibly be a vagina. She was creating a boner to illustrate her point when all of a sudden you were asking us who we were!”
“Now I see what happened,” Glen said. “I was Glenda, wasn’t I?”
“Yes, Glenda!” Cindy said.
“I had just come from a Barbie sleepover?”
“Yes, that’s what you said,” Cindy said.
Glen laughed. “I’m sorry. I’ve got a superpower. Whenever I concentrate on being a preteen girl I turn into one. It’s sort of magical. I became a real girl. That’s why I was in denial about my penis. The truth is I’m married to Marilyn. My wife is probably worried about me not being home.”
“You said you didn’t know where you lived,” Cindy said.
“I live at 701 Mayfair Street. I didn’t realize that Glenda doesn’t know most of what Glen knows.”
“Back up a bit here,” Rosemary said. “You seem to be telling us that your wife let you use your superpower to turn into a twelve-year-old girl so you could attend the Barbie sleepover?”
“Yes. Well I begged Marilyn to let me go. I was so happy when she said yes and then she bought me my Barbie pajamas.”
“Your wife wants you to be a preteen girl?” Zelda asked.
“She insists that I wear pretty dresses like a preteen girl might wear. We went to our therapist and she said that I should pretend that I’m a preteen girl so I won’t feel anxious about wearing pretty dresses in public. That’s when we accidentally discovered my superpower.”
“And once you become this preteen girl you get out of it when someone touches your dick?” Cindy said incredulously.
“That’s what Marilyn discovered.”
“I’m sorry,” Cindy said, “but I don’t understand the piece where Marilyn makes you wear pretty dresses. How does that work?”
“I never disobey, Marilyn. Whatever she decides for me that’s what I do.”
“Even if it means making you anxious?”
“Marilyn likes me to be pretty and she decided that I should be pretty everywhere, not just at home. Our therapist tried to teach me how to cope with wearing pretty dresses in public.”
“Right, and then you discovered your superpower,” Zelda said.
“Yes.”
“This is all so interesting,” Cindy said. “It looks like you’ll easily be able to get home now. Would you like us to continue cleaning your dress? It will take some time.”
“I’ll call Marilyn and she’ll tell me what to do.”
“You don’t have a phone with you,” Cindy said.
“Can I borrow a phone?”
“Use our land line,” Cindy said.
Glen dialed Marilyn. “Glenda! I’ve been waiting for your call. What happened?”
“I’m sorry, Marilyn. I got lost and fell and scraped my leg and a kind girl, Cindy and her friends Rosemary and Zelda cleaned and bandaged my scrape.”
“You left the party as Glenda?”
“Yes, Marilyn.”
“When did you become Glen?”
“Rosemary was giving me a blow job …”
Cindy took the phone from Glen. “Hello, Marilyn? This is Cindy. Glen says that you’re his wife.”
“Yes, I am. Did Glen just say that …”
“It was all quite innocent. Let me explain. I saw Glenda sitting on the curb crying and went to see if I could help her. She had no idea where she was or where she lived. I invited her inside and dressed a bad scrape on her knee. My friends and I offered to clean the blood off of her dress and then noticed her penis. Glenda denied it was a penis. She claimed it was her ‘gina.’ We had no idea what was going on and Rosemary was trying to get Glenda to understand that vaginas aren’t penises.”
“So she gave her a blowjob?” Marilyn said.
“A little unorthodox, perhaps …”
“I’m not mad. I’m only trying to learn what happened. It’s true that Glenda doesn’t understand that she doesn’t have a vagina. It’s kind of weird but having a superpower is weird also.”
“Rosemary had barely started her blowjob when suddenly Glen showed up.”
“That’s how it works. Touch Glenda’s vagina and she turns immediately back to being Glen. It’s Glenda’s kryptonite, if you will. Luckily, Glen knows where he lives and that solves the problem of Glenda being lost.”
“Yes. What should we do now?”
“Please put Glen back on the phone.”
“Hi, Marilyn,” Glen said.
“I won’t be home tonight. I need to help Mom until tomorrow. You can go home and make yourself dinner. You know the key is under the flowerpot.”
“Okay, Marilyn,” Glen said in a wobbly voice.
“Glen, what’s the matter?” Marilyn asked.
“I don’t want to disobey you,” Glen said.
“Tell me what’s the matter.”
“I’m scared to be alone,” Glen said.
Cindy pushed a button and put the phone on speaker. “Marilyn, we’re on speaker. I can see that Glen is quite scared about being alone tonight.”
“I know. One of the consequences of his subservience is his dependency. He might not like what I tell him to do, but he’ll do it, there’s no doubt about that.”
“I was thinking that the three of us girls are here for the night. My parents are away. We could babysit Glen for you. That gives us time to clean Glen’s dress. Remove the blood stains. Also you won’t have to worry about him starving!”
Marilyn laughed. “Glen, what do you think? Would you like to stay with the girls tonight?”
“Oh yes, oh yes! I would so much like to not be alone!”
“Good, so that’s fine with me,” Marilyn said. “He has pajamas with him. So Glen – you are to obey everything that Cindy and her friends tell you to do. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Marilyn. I need to obey Cindy, Rosemary, and Zelda. I will obey them.”
“Good boy,” Marilyn said. “Can I speak privately with you, Cindy, a second?”
Cindy took the phone off speaker. “What can I do for you?”
“I just wanted to say that if I understood you correctly, Glen got a boner but he hasn’t ejaculated.”
Cindy laughed, “Yes that’s so.”
“That’s a problem. Glen will get blue balls if he doesn’t cum. That’ll make it challenging for him to sleep. Do you know about blue balls?”
“I’ve heard about them but I’m not too familiar with what they are.”
“When men get boners and then don’t release their balls hurt at least for a while. If they ejaculate then the problem is solved.”
“What can I do about that?” Cindy asked.
“That’s it. I’m wondering if you and your friends would mind finishing Glen off. Obviously, I can’t be there to do the job myself.”
“Give me a second to see what Rosemary and Zelda say.” Cindy put down the phone and huddled with her friends. She came back to the phone a minute later. “We’re all in. We think it will be fun to get Glen to cum.”
“Great. There’s no urgency – though remember that you need to do it if you want him to be able to sleep.”
“Yeah, we’ll get it done.”
“One other thing,” Marilyn said. “You can have Glen or Glenda whenever you want. It’s up to you. You’ll find that Glen’s essentially a slave. He’ll never dare refuse to do anything that you command him to do.”
“This is great,” Cindy said. “We can play with Glen any way we want. Of course, we won’t hurt him.”
Marilyn laughed, “The one thing to keep in mind is that he can’t be Glenda if you’re working on his cock. So, it you wanted to play with him a bit as Glenda, it can’t include touching his penis. She might be able to participate in other ways. I leave it to your imagination.”
“I understand. We’ll talk it over with Glen to see if he wants to be Glenda.”
“I suspect he’ll want to be Glenda. He loves being a young girl.”
“I appreciate you giving us this responsibility,” Cindy said.
“No problem! It’s you girls who are saving the day for me!”
After Cindy hung up she relayed the conversation to Rosemary and Zelda. “So, Glen, what would you like to do?”
“I can’t thank you enough for letting me stay with you! I really didn’t want to go home to an empty house!”
“We understand. We’re happy to babysit you. While your dress is drying, let me find you something to wear.”
“Thank you.”
Cindy led Glen to her bedroom where they were joined by Rosemary and Zelda. “So what would you like to wear. Some of my stretchy clothes will probably fit you pretty well.”
“I like dresses,” Glen said.
“Cindy!” Rosemary said. “Glen would be perfect in your tulle, corset and flare, bridesmaid dress!”
“You’re right!” Cindy said. She took a pink dress out from the back of the closet. “See how soft and pretty this dress is? I wore this to my cousin’s wedding.”
“Add your falsies to Glen’s bra,” Zelda said. “The dress needs a bust at least as big as yours.”
“True,” Cindy said. She fetched two foam breastforms from a drawer and placed them in Glen’s bra. “Isn’t that nice, Glen?”
“Yes. You’re right. My bra cups are no longer crinkly. They’re full!”
The girls helped Glen on with the dress. The tight corset top was particularly sexy with Glen’s larger breasts. The flared skirt with layers of tulle was soft and feminine.
“Gosh, I love this dress!” Glen said.
“You make a perfect bridesmaid!” Cindy said.
Cindy, Rosemary, and Zelda stepped aside and conversed in low voices while Glen preened in front of a mirror. When they were done chatting, Cindy said, “Marilyn gave us permission to do anything with you that we want. She says that you’ll be perfectly obedient.”
“Marilyn told me to obey you so I would never dare not to obey you!”
“Good, good, good.”
Rosemary left and came back a few minutes later with a tray holding four glasses, a bowl of ice and a large bottle of root beer.
While Rosemary poured the drinks, Cindy said, “We want you to start our entertainment as Glenda. So what do you have to do to become Glenda?”
“I just have to concentrate on being Glenda.”
“Good, so go ahead.”
Glen closed his eyes and a couple of minutes later he opened them. “Oh, my! What a pretty dress! Is this yours Cindy?”
“Yes, it’s an old bridesmaid dress of mine.”
Glenda laughed. “I remember that Rosemary was playing with my ‘gina.”
Rosemary passed out the drinks.
“Yes, she was sucking on your vagina and then …” Cindy said. “Actually, why don’t you reach inside your dress and hold your ‘gina.”
Glenda giggled. “Hold my ‘gina?”
“Yes. See if it feels good to hold it.”
Glenda did as she said, slipping her hand inside her panties until she was holding her penis. “Now hold onto your ‘gina while you slide your hand up and down it.”
“Up and down?”
Cindy indicated the motion with her hand. Glenda fumbled a bit and then found herself holding her penis and stroking it. “Oh my goodness, Glenda exclaimed, and a moment later she was Glen. “What am I doing holding my penis? And oh, such a pretty dress!”
“Do you remember that we helped you on with the dress?”
“Right,” Glen said. “I remember.”
“We’ve been marveling at your superpower,” Zelda said.
“Isn’t it neat!” Glen said.
“It sure is,” Zelda said.
“I have an idea,” Rosemary said. “How about now you become Glenda at two-years-old. Can you do that?”
“Two-years-old? You mean imagine me at two-years-old instead of twelve?”
“Yes.”
“I can try that, I guess. I’ve never done that before.”
“Good. Do it.” Rosemary said.
Glen crinkled up his face deep in thought. His face went through many distortions for five minutes or more until finally he sank to the floor and curled up with his thumb in his mouth. “Where’s my mommy?” Glenda said in a shaky voice and began to cry.
“Unbelievable,” Cindy said. “Glenda, come up here to Mommy.”
Cindy reached down and guided Glenda to come lean across her lap with her head against her chest. She gently patted Glenda’s back. “Don’t cry baby. Mommy’s here.”
“You’re not my mommy!” Glenda said.
“I’m your babysitter. I’m just like a mommy.”
Glenda continued to whimper and sniffle.
“God, Glen’s turned into an actual two-year-old,” Zelda said. “I’d never believe it if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes!”
“We need to do something to get her to stop crying,” Rosemary said.
“We could bring her back to Glen,” Zelda said.
“That should be a last resort,” Cindy said.
“It might comfort her to suck on a booby,” Rosemary said.
“Good idea,” Cindy said. “Whose booby?”
“Rosemary has the biggest tits,” Zelda said.
“I agree,” Cindy said. “Rosemary, you have nursing duty.”
“I don’t know whether to feel flattered or cursed!” Rosemary removed her blouse and lifted her bra up over her large breasts. She and Cindy exchanged seats and Glenda’s mouth fell against Rosemary’s nipple. She immediately began suckling and quieted down.
“That seems to have worked!” Cindy said.
“Great, though I must admit it kind of turns me on to have her sucking on my tit.”
“What are we going to do with her tonight,” Cindy said, “or I mean what should we do with her or him. Marilyn says we can do anything we want.”
“What I would like is for us to have an orgy,” Zelda said.
“An orgy!” Cindy and Rosemary exclaimed.
“Yeah. We got a pretty decent looking guy with a great cock. Rosemary showed that he can deliver a great boner. We could all climb into bed together and have sex with him.”
“How do four people at once have sex?” Rosemary asked.
“We could figure it out. We have mouths, hands, vaginas, and tits. He’s got a cock, a mouth, and hands.”
“That’s all well and good,” Cindy said, “but I don’t think that’s going to work out.”
“Well then we could act out a fairy tale,” Zelda said. “A Barbie fairy tale.”
“That’s okay but we must make sure to use his cock in some way,” Rosemary said.
“That goes without saying,” Cindy laughed. “I think we’ve all been secretly delighting in the thought that we have a nice captive cock to play with tonight!”
“With the owner’s permission! That’s so incredible,” Zelda said.
“Let’s think what the fairy tale should include,” Cindy said.
The girls sat reflecting on how the evening should go while Glenda happily and quietly sucked on Rosemary’s breast.
“We could do Cinderella,” Cindy said.
“How would that go?” Rosemary asked.
“Everybody think,” Cindy said.
The girls fell silent and the only sound was that of Glenda suckling at Rosemary’s breast.
“My God this feel so good,” Rosemary said.
Five minutes later Rosemary said, “Why do I feel wet?? She looked down and saw that Glenda had wet herself and it had leaked onto her legs.
Cindy and Zelda laughed and Rosemary said, “Not exactly funny! You don’t have diapers do you?”
“I don’t think so. You should turn her back to Glen.”
“Great. I have to stick my hand into Glenda’s wet panties?” Rosemary made a face as she snuck her hand up inside Gleda’s panties and took hold of her cock. It didn’t take much time until Glen reappeared.
“Whoa! Your breasts Rosemary! Why am I wet?”
“Glen is back,” Rosemary said.
“You were a baby and Rosemary was nursing you. Unfortunately, you wet yourself and so we brought you back to Glen.”
“I do hazily remember sucking on a breast. I enjoyed that.”
“And peeing?”
“Yes, now that you mention it. It was a nice feeling of release, of just letting go.”
“We need to rinse the pee off of the dress you’re wearing,” Rosemary said.
She helped Glen off with the dress. “Take off your wet panties and come with me to the bathroom.” In the bathroom Rosemary rinsed out the part of the skirt that had gotten wet and hung it up to dry. She soaked the panties in the sink and hung them next to the dress. She got a washcloth and cleaned up around Glen’s penis. “You’ve got a very nice penis, Glen.”
“Thank you,” Glen said. “I know Marilyn likes it.”
“I enjoyed sucking it before.”
Glen smiled at her. He didn’t know what to say.
“I’ll get some panties from Cindy. We won’t make the mistake of turning you into a two-year-old again! Unless we had you in diapers!”
Glen put on a pair of Cindy’s blue, frilly, panties and returned with Rosemary to Cindy and Zelda.
“As you know Marilyn has us babysitting you, Glen. We’ll have pizza for dinner. Then we’re going to use you for our entertainment. Your wife gave us free rein to do with you as we wish. We thought it would be fun to act out the Cinderella story in which you play the role of Ken who is the prince – Prince Ken. Rosemary will be Barbie who is Cinderella who is forced to be a servant to her stepsisters: Anastasi played by Zelda and Drizella played by me.”
“Would Prince Ken wear a bra and falsies?” Glen asked.
“We know you like wearing a bra so I leave it to you. We can pretend that Prince Ken sometimes wears Barbie’s clothes. Barbie doesn’t mind if it makes him feel good.”
“That’s a nice way to view it,” Glen said.
“I have tights for you to wear,” Cindy said. “So tights and a bra. We’ll all wear just our bras. That’s a good idea. Rosemary will wear a pretty Cinderella skirt with her bra and Zelda and I will wear skirts and a bra also.”
***
After dinner of a scrumptious pizza, they prepared for the performance of Cinderella.
“This is so exciting,” Glen said as he sat down to put on the pink tights that Cindy had found for him.
“It’ll be fun, I guarantee you that!” Cindy said.
A short while later the girls and Glen were dressed and ready to begin.
“Besides being Drizella, I’ll do the narration,” Cindy said. “We begin at the ball. Cinderella hasn’t yet arrived. Her stepmother is attempting to interest Prince Ken in her daughters. The first scene is Prince Ken meeting Anastasia and Drizella. Drizella begins.”
“Prince Ken,” Drizella (Cindy) said, “when I was getting ready for the ball I looked in the mirror and saw how beautiful I was. I said to myself, Prince Ken is going to fall head over heels for me!”
“Is that so?” Prince Ken (Glen) said. “You are beautiful, Drizella. I won’t argue about that. And I would …”
“Prince Ken, enough of this chatter about Drizella,” Anastasia (Zelda) said. “As you can see I’m the more beautiful of the sisters.”
“Don’t interrupt me, Anastasia!” Drizella said.
“What are you going to do about it?” Anastasia said.
“Ladies, ladies,” Prince Ken said.
“I’m going to show Prince Ken why he’ll select me to be his princess!” Drizella said.
“How will you do that?” Anastasia said.
“Watch and learn!” Drizella said.
Drizella fell to her knees in front of Prince Ken. “Don’t move,” she ordered him. She gently pulled his tights down to his knees. Then she slid his panty down and faced Prince Ken’s relaxed cock. “Now I’m going to send my Prince Ken to heaven.” Drizella slowly worked Prince Ken’s cock into her mouth and began sucking on it.
“Hey, Drizella!” Anastasia said. “That’s not fair!”
Drizella mumbled something along the lines of “You’ll get your chance.” Prince Ken’s steadily elongating penis presented an obstacle to her enunciation.
Prince Ken moaned as Drizella slipped her mouth in and out along the shaft. After a minute she stopped and stood up. “So there, Prince Ken. What do you have to say about that? If you marry me, you’ll be getting that as often as you want!”
Prince Ken said, “Prince Ken is really loving this game!”
“Game?” Drizella said. “What game?”
“I’m sorry,” Prince Ken said. “Prince Ken very much appreciates Drizella’s demonstration of her skill.”
“Enough with this bullshit,” Anastasia said. “Finally I get to do it!” She dropped to her knees and hungrily began sucking on Prince Ken’s slightly sinking boner. It surged outward again and provided a ready receptacle for Anastasia’s exuberant blowjob. After a few minutes Prince Ken made an especially loud moan and Anastasia sensed she had better let Prince Ken’s penis out of her mouth.
“Oh my God, Anastasia,” Prince Ken said, “that was truly glorious. You and your sister have amazing mouths!”
“Am I not better than Drizella?” Anastasia asked.
“Nonsense,” Drizella said.
“Ladies, ladies, I loved you both. You both have tremendous talent as far as that goes.”
“Just at that moment a hush fell over the ball as beautiful Cinderella entered,” Cindy said. “A rising murmur could be heard from hundreds of guests as they marveled over Cinderella’s beauty.”
“Ladies, I must apologize, but I need to introduce myself to the new maiden who just entered the hall!” Prince Ken said.
“Or you could stay here and we’ll give you a blow job together?” Anastasia said.
“I’m sorry,” Prince Ken said, pulling up his panties and tights.
“Prince Ken left the stepsisters and approached Cinderella,” Cindy said.
“You are the most beautiful maiden in the land,” Prince Ken said.
“What a lovely thing to say,” Cinderella (Rosemary) said.
“I couldn’t help but notice how extraordinarily pretty your skirt and bra are!”
“You’re so kind to say that Prince Ken. You’re nicely dressed yourself. The bra is a bit unusual.”
“Gosh, that’s sweet of you to say! It’s so nice to meet a girl who doesn’t tell me how pretty she is,” Prince Ken said.
“Only you should decide which girls you think are pretty.”
“I agree. But mothers push their daughters on me! Why not ten minutes ago two sisters were fighting over who gave me the better blow job! Can you imagine?”
“Scandalous,” Cinderella said.
“I love how modest you are,” Prince Ken said. “I bet you give great blowjobs but it’s not in your nature to brag about them.”
“Yes, I am a bit shy about admitting that I like to give a good blowjob.”
“Just out of curiosity …”
“Prince Ken,” Cinderella said. “Are you suggesting what I think you’re suggesting?”
“It’s just that I’m a bit curious about just how talented – and modest you are.”
“May I pull down your tights and panties so I can show you?” Cinderella asked.
“By all means, let me help you.”
Glen once again had his tights and panties down to his knees.
Cinderella slipped to her knees and without hesitation stuffed Prince Ken’s cock in her mouth. She was even more excited and aroused than her friends. Prince Ken moaned and did his best not to move. The pleasure was intense and his penis kept trying to surge to an ever-greater length. In the middle of an especially deep throating of Prince Ken’s cock, Cinderella pulled out quickly and said, “Oh my God, do you know the time?”
Prince Ken pretended to look at his watch. “It’s 11:50.”
“I’m so sorry, Prince Ken,” Cinderella said, “But I’ve got to leave now! There’s no time to lose!”
“Wait! Wait! What’s your name? Where do you live?” Prince Ken called after her.
“But it was too late,” Cindy said, “poor Prince Ken had no idea how he would ever find Cinderella again.”
“Am I ever going to see her again?” Prince Ken mused out loud.
“Cinderella ran as fast as she could to leave the palace before the magic spell wore off – the spell that had given her a pretty dress and a fancy coach.”
“Darn it,” Prince Ken said. “She gave such a great blowjob!”
“Prince Ken was in terrible despair after the ball,” Cindy said. “He knew that Cinderella was the girl for him but how would he ever find her? All he knew about her was the special pleasure of her blowjob. Suddenly, a week later, it occurred to him that to find Cinderella all he had to do was get every maiden in the kingdom to give him a blowjob. He was sure he’d recognize Cinderella’s blowjob if ever she gave one to him again.
“A few weeks later Prince Ken arrived at the house of Cinderella, Anastasia, and Drizella. His penis ached from the hundreds of blowjobs he had had to endure. To his surprise, many of the young maidens of the kingdom were not at all enthusiastic about the opportunity to suck on his dick. They had to be bribed into trying his cock out. These women didn’t even want to be his princess. Prince Ken knocked on the door.
“Prince Ken!” Anastasia said. “What a surprise! Have you come to make me your princess?”
“Only if you past the test!” Prince Ken said.
Glen pulled down his tights and panties again. “Please suck on my Royal penis so I can see if you’re the maiden I’m in love with.”
“With pleasure,” Anastasia said. Once again she had her fun giving Prince Ken a blow job. He rapidly formed his by now famous boner and it took Drizella’s intervention to wrestle Anastasia off of Prince Ken’s cock. She was so enamored of it.”
“I want to feel what a spurt feels like!” Anastasia protested.
“I’m sorry,” Prince Ken said. “You’re not my Princess!”
“I’m sure it’s me,” Drizella said, and she fell to her knees in front of Prince Ken and began giving him a blowjob.
This time it took Anastasia to pry Drizella off of Prince Ken’s cock. “It’s too soon!” Drizella protested.
“In two seconds Prince Ken is going to cum,” Anastasia said.
“All right, all right,” Drizella said.
“Once again I regret to say that you’re not my Princess,” Prince Ken said. “Both of you girls are among the best that have sucked on my dick for these few weeks. I’ll grant you that. Are there any other young maidens here who could be my Princess?”
“There’s only Cinderella who’s our servant. She did not go to the ball,” Anastasia said.
“I should give her a chance, at least,” Prince Ken said.
“Cinderella!” Anastasia shouted, “The Prince wants to try out your mouth!”
Cinderella entered the room. “You called?”
“Prince Ken wants you to give him a blowjob to see if you’re the Princess,” Anastasia said.
“I’m not well versed in oral sex,” Cinderella said.
“Then this won’t take a lot of your time,” Prince Ken said.
“Okay. I guess this is a nice break from scrubbing the kitchen floor.”
Cinderella got herself in position at Prince Ken’s feet and began sucking on his dick.
After a minute in which Cinderella slowly massaged his cock with her mouth and felt his balls, Prince Ken said, “You’re my Princess! I’d know that blowjob anywhere! Oh my God I’ve found my Princess!”
“That’s great,” Cinderella said between sucks.
“Let me hold you,” Prince Ken said.
“In a minute,” Cinderella said. “I’m not quite done.”
“That’s the end!” Cindy said.
Rosemary ignored her and Glen began twitching and hoping around. Zelda and Cindy grabbed Rosemary and pulled her away from Glen’s cock.
“I’m not done!” Rosemary protested.
“We’re going to share his climax,” Cindy said.
“Lie on the carpet,” Cindy ordered Glen. “On your back.”
As Glen complied, Cindy said, “Okay. One of us sits on his face and gets to rub her pussy on him. The other two work on his cock until he cums.”
“I want his cock,” Rosemary said.
“What do you want Zelda?”
“I can go either way,” Zelda said.
“Then take his face. I’ll help Rosemary.”
Zelda took off her panties and planted her thighs over Glen’s head so her vagina fell onto his mouth. “Lick me Prince Ken!” she said laughing and she swiveled her hips back and forth pushing her vagina onto Glen’s lips. At the same time Rosemary and Cindy approached Glen’s cock from either side and took turns sucking on it and playing with Glen’s balls.
In a very short time, Zelda gasped in pleasure as she climaxed. A moment later Cindy and Zelda were successful in driving Glen to orgasm. They carefully situated their mouths to prevent leakage onto the carpet. The three girls joined Glem lying on their backs on the floor recovering from the excitement of their telling of the Cinderella story.
“We must remember to thank Marilyn for the use of Glen,” Zelda said.
“You can say that again,” Rosemary said.
“Glen is so perfect. He supplies everything we want without fuss or argument,” Cindy said.
“Marilyn is so lucky to have found him,” Zelda said.
“What do you think, Glen?”
“The best thing that ever happened to me was marrying Marilyn,” Glen said.
“We’re going to suggest to Marilyn that we’ll be happy to babysit you in the future,” Cindy said.
“Really? I’d love that very much. I had so much fun.”
“Now it’s your bedtime,” Cindy said. “I have a pretty, lavender peignoir set you can wear to bed.”
“Thank you.”
Cindy showed Glen the guest bedroom where he’d spend the night. She gave him the peignoir which came with a panty and a long robe. “When you’re ready for bed, I’ll tuck you in,” Cindy said.
Ten minutes later Glen came to the living room wearing the peignoir. “Give Rosemary and Zelda a kiss good night,” Cindy said.
Glen gave them each a kiss on the cheek. “Nightie night,” Glen said.
He went back to the bedroom where he got under the covers and Cindy came in and made sure he was comfortable. She gave him a kiss on the forehead and turned out the light. “Good night precious.”
Cindy rejoined her friends in the living room. The girls gave each other high fives. “I finally got to give a blowjob,” Zelda said.
“This was so much better than the ones I’ve given before,” Rosemary said. “Glen is sweet and docile. And has such a wonderfully responsive cock.”
“I can’t wait to meet Marilyn tomorrow,” Cindy said. “She’ll let us know in the morning when she’ll be back.”
“Maybe we’ll have enough time to do Cinderella again,” Rosemary said.
“I hope so,” Cindy and Zelda said at the same time and laughed.
The End
