Today, they caught me at a place they thought was private enough that they could have some fun with me. At first, they just teased me, but then Dave decided that they ought to see what girls had between their legs. Andy and Jim held me and Jim put his hand over my mouth. Dave got my clothes out of the way so he could look. He said that there wasn't much to see. Andy asked him to trade places, got between my legs and spread them, then showed them what was hidden.

He said that he'd heard that you could drive a girl wild if you licked the right spot down there. I'd learned to play with myself down there, knew what was coming, and started struggling. Dave said it looked like Andy had managed to drive me wild just by telling me what he was going to do. He told Andy to show them what he could do.

Andy didn't know where to do what, but he started exploring with his tongue. He found an opening and put his tongue in it and I struggled harder. That just encouraged him and soon he told the others that my taste had changed. He'd heard that you could make a girl get wet down here and maybe that was what he'd tasted.

I was getting tired from my useless struggles and decided to wait until I really needed to struggle. Andy decided to explore further and soon found a place that made me really struggle. He licked and I kept trying to stop him until my breathing started to get ragged. Jim complained that I'd tried to bite his hand and told Andy that he must be doing things right. I soon had an orgasm and managed to bite Jim's hand. Jim said that it was Andy's turn to keep me from screaming and Jim's turn to have his fun with me. Dave said that my struggling had tired them out and it must have tired me out too. He thought that we should all rest for a few minutes; he didn't think it would be any fun if I was too tired to struggle when it was his turn.

Jim decided to clean off the saliva Andy had left on me with his handkerchief and I held still and let him do it. He explored with his tongue and soon felt my taste change. He tried my sensitive spot and I struggled as hard as I could. He told the others that they hadn't let me rest long enough; I'd saved all my strength for the important part.

After Jim finished with me, Dave had his turn. When I thought that he was done, he told his brothers that he had another idea. He thought that the hole he'd explored with his tongue was where he was supposed to put his penis. He tried, had his fun, and Andy took his turn. Jim took his turn last and was still at it when my dad found us. It was my ninth birthday and he knew that I wouldn't willingly miss my birthday party.

The boys didn't notice dad at first and he pulled out his camera, took a picture of us, told us to freeze and hold our pose, pulled out his cell phone, called the mayor, and told him he needed him immediately. He said no, not ten minutes. Try for one minute. He'd give the mayor directions while he drove.

Jim was still inside me when his dad arrived. His dad ordered him to get off of me, and when he did it was obvious what he'd been doing. His dad hit him so hard he fell down, then dragged the boys, one at a time, to his car and tossed them in. He left and my dad picked up my clothes and me, gently put me in the car, and drove home. He hadn't said a word since talking to the mayor on the phone. I could tell that he was near to exploding and didn't say anything either.

When he got me home, he carried me and my clothes inside. We walked in on my friends who were there for my birthday party. My mom said that she'd get me a robe, and he said, no, wait. He took his camera to his computer and made a print for each of my friends. He told them that when they went home they should show their parents my excuse for being late to my own birthday party. He told them that he was sure that I needed a soak in some water before I'd be ready to eat birthday cake. We had a private swimming pool in the back yard and he suggested that since none of my guests had brought swimming suits, we should go skinny-dipping. Mom asked if that included the few boys who were at my party. Dad said yes, definitely. It was like always getting back on a horse after you get bucked off. I needed to remind myself right away that most boys aren't like the Hellion Triplets.

Dad was right not to have me put on a robe. I thought for a moment and said that we'd be back in here after we had our swim. We might as well take our clothes off here. I took the rest of my clothes off and told mom to put them in the washer. The other kids took theirs off and we went to the pool.

Dad talked to mom and they decided that most of the party could be skipped but everyone at least needed to eat. They got undressed and took the birthday cake to the pool and got in the pool with us. Dad asked us if we wanted to skip the birthday party and just go home to supper after swimming and birthday cake, or if he should call everyone's parents to tell them that there had been a change in plans and everyone was going to stay for supper and have the birthday party afterwards. We decided to have the party. Mom stayed to swim with us and dad went into the house.

Dad started the computer making more copies of the pictures so he could send several with each of the kids for their parents to pass around. It was job insurance; if the mayor fired him, he thought that the mayor would be recalled. While the pictures were printing, he called all the parents and said that I'd missed most of my birthday party, so everyone was going to stay for supper and have the party afterwards. He didn't want to talk about why I'd been late, but he was sending pictures home with the kids showing what had delayed me.

Dad rejoined us in the pool, mom served the birthday cake, and then she went in to fix supper while he stayed with us in the pool.

Soon, everyone in town was talking about the need to do something about the Hellion Triplets. Someone suggested that they needed to learn what it was like to be a girl and we talked about it at school. One morning everyone else in my class got together and waylaid them on the way to school. One boy at a time, they took of his shirt and pants, replaced them with a dress, and made him swallow a pill. They escorted the boys to school and I told the teacher that the problem of the Hellion Triplets had been solved. We were turning them into girls, Anne, Dawn, and Jill. Taylor, Nicole, and Emma were going to teach them how to be girls and they were taking pills to make sure that they became girls and not boys.

The teacher, who'd been one of the first to be shown the pictures, rearranged the classroom so the new girls could sit beside their new tutors. She asked when we were going to turn their boy parts into girl parts. I told the teacher we'd take them to have that done during spring vacation, which was a couple of weeks away. When she had a few spare minutes, she called the mayor and told him how nice it was to see his boys in dresses. It would help, though, if they did a better job of shopping for girls' clothes. She'd send a girl home with each of them to give them advice and she wanted the mayor to take them shopping. She wanted to see them in better looking outfits that fit better tomorrow. Make sure that they had the appropriate things to go with the dresses. Boys' shoes and socks don't look right on a girl, and she expected that they were also wearing boys undergarments.

By the time the boys got home with the girls, he was thinking that someone had devised an appropriate punishment for them and he'd go along with it. He took them to a girls' clothing store and one of the girls told the clerk that the Hellion Triplets were going to be girls from now on and needed complete new outfits for school and play. Their old clothing would be given to Goodwill.

Soon everyone in town had heard at least one version of how the boys were going to be punished for raping me. Most discounted the rumors of physically changing them to girls as wild rumors or threats to keep them in line. My dad, on the other hand, asked me to have the other three girls come over after supper; he wanted to talk to us about the rumors.

We told him that yes, we'd told the boys that we were going to have their boys parts turned into girls parts, yes, the pills were birth control pills with estrogen and progesterone, and yes, we'd said that it would happen over spring vacation. We'd found out on the Internet how to turn boys into girls. We just needed to find someone to do the rest of the job. He told us he could arrange that if we could get the boys to agree to it. We had to understand, though, that the boys would have to cooperate. It wasn't like holding them down and forcing a pill down their throat. They were going to have to willingly let someone remove their testicles and later someone reconstruct their external genitals. We could go with them to bolster their courage, but we only had two weeks to get them to agree. Could we do it?

We'd only had to hold them down to take their pills the first day. After that we just handed them the pills and they meekly took them. We'd found that while they were terrors when they were together, they were cowards when we were dealing with one of them at a time. Besides, everyone in our class, including them and the teacher, knows that they're going to be turned into girls during spring break and they didn't say a word of protest. They believe that they won't be accepted at school or in the town again if they don't let me turn them into girls. He made a phone call and then told us that we'd be leaving for spring vacation after school on the preceding Friday. He warned us not to fail and make a fool of ourselves and him.

The designated Friday came and dad took Anne, Dawn, Jill, Taylor, Nicole, Emma, and me to the state facility that did castrations. He'd met with all of us ahead of time and told the Heller girls how relieved he and their dad were that they'd decided to accept their punishment willingly.

When we got there, Heather met us and just one of the girls, Crystal. Heather said that all of us were about nine years old, give or take a few months. She thought that it would be easier for all of us to have a girl our own ages dealing with the triplets. They had some rooms that they could isolate from the rest of the facility, and we'd be spending our time there.

I showed them the picture that my dad had taken of the Hellion Triplets raping me. She asked the boys if the picture told the full story. No; had I told anyone what they'd done before my dad got there and took the picture? No. If I didn't want to tell the full story and they didn't want to tell the full story, could we please keep it secret?

Heather said that she didn't need to know and wouldn't ask, but Crystal might want to know after we trusted her. She was bound by law to keep our secrets; it was safe to tell her anything. I told them how the Hellion Triplet boys had become the Heller triplet girls. I wanted their boys' parts turned into girls' parts and they'd agreed. I understood that they'd be evaluated, given a last chance to have sex as boys, have their testicles removed, and be passed on to a surgeon to finish the job. The surgeon was a good one and when they went home, they'd be proud of their new girl parts.

She asked them some questions and found out that they'd soon be nine. She said that the ideal time for doing what I wanted was before they were nine, so we were there at the right time. They were already living as girls. Now, they'd be girls and go through puberty as girls at the normal time for girls. Puberty was an important time in life, and when it was over they'd be fully adjusted to spending their life as girls. They'd wonder why they'd ever wanted to be boys; it was so much nicer being a girl. She explained some things to them and got them to sign the necessary forms. There were also forms for me and the three girls with me to sign.

Crystal took us off to the isolated area and explained that she was going to spend some time having sex with each of the triplets, talking to them, and making up her mind about them. The rest of us could do whatever we wanted while the other boys were waiting their turn to be evaluated, as long as no one forced anyone to do something that they didn't want to do and no one did any damage. She said that most boys, knowing that they were soon to lose their testicles, enjoyed having them massaged and that most girls, knowing the same thing, enjoyed doing that.

After she finished evaluating the triplets, she said that they'd like some time to use their boy parts before they lost them. She didn't think that she could satisfy all three of them and asked Taylor, Nicole, and Emma if they were willing to help. Yes, if the triplets wanted them to help. Yes, they did.

Crystal said that usually a boy spent the day after his evaluation enjoying sex and that evening his testicles were removed. She couldn't do that because as soon as she'd removed the testicles from one of the triplets he needed to be taken immediately to the surgeon, who'd convert his remaining boy parts into girl parts. That meant she needed to remove their testicles early in the morning.

That meant that the rest of today and all of tomorrow, about forty hours if they didn't sleep, were available for pleasure for all three of them, and one a day would be made into a girl after that. I'd been their victim, so I'd decide who was to be done first.

Crystal had some spare time and told me that this was the only time they'd dealt with a rapist who was too young to ejaculate. They had a rule that they wouldn't castrate anyone who hadn't ejaculated while doing the rape, but that they'd decided to make an exception in my case. First, they didn't like gang rapes, and that was what mine had been. Second, I'd managed to get the hellions to dress like girls and take estrogen pills. Third, I'd told our teacher that they'd be turned into girls during spring vacation and they hadn't objected. Fourth, I hadn't asked my dad to help until the whole school knew that they were going to be turned into girls over spring vacation. Fifth, all of them working at the castration facility needed good relations with the police and raping a police chief's daughter was unacceptable. Sixth, I'd gotten them to come here for the surgery and to sign the necessary forms. None of those alone would have been enough, but together they were enough to make them decide to honor my wishes.

The next morning, when the orgy was interrupted for breakfast, I told everyone that Dave had been the first to rape me so Dawn would be castrated first. Andy had been the first to force me to have an orgasm, so Anne would be second. That left Jill as third. There wouldn't be any food for the one being castrated after supper the day before and there wouldn't be any water after midnight.

Crystal and I relaxed and got better acquainted while everyone else had an orgy. Then all of us got to watch Crystal castrate Dawn and Anne and Jill got to spend the rest of the day on pleasure. The next day we watched Crystal do Anne and Jill got pleasure. The next day we watched Crystal do Jill and then we watched the surgeon finish turning her into a girl.

I was surprised that the tiny hospital was in the same building as we were. They had to stay for some days to recuperate. Crystal gave each of us a control that let us take the elevator between our area and the hospital, so we were able to visit them regularly. When we were getting ready to leave, Taylor, Nicole, and Emma each packed a pair of testicles for a keepsake and perhaps for "show and tell" at school.

Dad picked us up and took us all back to the mayor's house. The mayor asked the triplets if they'd learned their lesson, and they said that they had. He asked me and my dad if all was forgiven now and dad said it was on our part if it was on his part. He said that it was and my dad and I shook hands with him. I asked the triplets to show their father how nice they looked now. They took their dresses and panties off and showed him their girl's parts.

He fainted and we all left, dropping each new girl off with the girl who'd been helping her. Marty would need some time to adjust to what we'd done before he could keep his promise that all was forgiven.

On their tenth birthday the triplets increased their estrogen dosage and began puberty as girls. Their father had adjusted to having daughters and was beginning to worry about puberty, just like any other father. Since he was a typical politician, he hadn't bothered doing any research and we hadn't explained the facts of life to him. We were waiting for the explosion when he realized that we hadn't changed one thing in turning his boys into girls. They were still sexually interested in girls so he was going to have three lesbian daughters, and that was the final element of my revenge. No politician's son can rape a police chief's daughter and get away with it.