Feminized for her Revenge Scheme!
Pamela Harlow, Kylie Gable

“Iris,” he said, but she ignored him. She held up her camera to Angus, looking at him fiercely.
“Well, well, well, Angus,” she said.
Angus scowled at her.
“What do you want?” he said, “Jealous that I’m kissing another girl?”
Iris laughed loudly. Tom felt his face burning. He knew he was about to get found out. He took an instinctive step back, only to be scolded by Iris.
“Stay where you are,” she said, sharply.
Tom stayed stuck to the spot. He was scared, of Angus and, now, of Iris.
“Angus,” she said, “What if I told you that this ‘girl’ you’ve been making out with, isn’t a girl?”
Angus laughed.
“Don’t be ridiculous,” he said.
He looked at Tom’s face, then jumped back.
“Oh, God!” he said, “No! No!”
“Yes!” said Iris. “And a lot of people just saw you making out. And I have photographic evidence.”
“No way,” said Angus.
“Yes way,” Iris said. “How will you feel, when your friends find out it’s a guy you’re kissing?”
“You bitch,” said Angus, “You scheming, evil bitch.”
“Quite,” said Iris, “Though, I’m going to give you a chance.”
Angus sighed. He kicked the ground, frustrated.
“I have a way for you to get out of your friends finding out,” she said. “If you do as I say and trust me.”
Angus sighed again, helplessly.
“Okay,” he said.
“Good,” said Iris. “Tom, are you on board?”
Tom looked at Iris. Again, he thought about that blow job she promised. Was it still on? Could he trust her?
“Tom,” she said again, “Are you on board?”
He looked at her lips. They were dark red, today, and glossier than usual.
“Yes,” he said.
“Good,” Iris said again.
She pointed at the grass, in front of Angus.
“Tom, get on your knees,” she said.