So, in sunny Sydney, Australia and stocky Asian guy has just seen mewrithing on our lounge room floor, skinny and blond and has said,"Robert?" (That's...my name.)."Arrrgh!" I said in response, which I know wasn't helping theconversation much but I was in pain because my bones were allrestructuring themselves. I was getting taller (not by much, just like 2inches or so), my face was becoming unavoidably female, my legs weregetting longer, my head smaller, all sorts of changes."Can I get you a glass. She makes a little bobbing movement - is it a curtsy? - and says in a low voice, "I'll get it for you." He lays back against the pillows, satisfied. It is not at all displeasing to have both a monstrous cock and a woman bringing you your tea in bed, he reflects. Every day should start like this. “Every day will start like this, when I am king,” he thinks. He studies her back, bent slightly over the table. Well, actually he studies her backside, which is round and generous. He can't be sure, but. I responded with the same desire and as my tongue slid into his mouth he suckled at it gently for a bit. I let out a slight moan and we continued to kiss as I felt his body lean away from mine pulling the towel from between us. A soft sound as it landed on the bathroom floor and he pushed himself against my exposed body urging me to step back until I was leaning on the cold wet wall in the shower cabin. His fingertips ran over my neck and down to my breast, rubbing against my nipple as it. Reina nodded “That’s a fair statement.”Chad gave her a weak smile, “Thanks for that. So, he ordered drinks for us while I went to take a piss. When I came back, he said we needed to do our bottoms-up toast to my lovely bride. I slammed the entire drink. He suggested we drive home to our house and drink here so we wouldn’t have to drink and drive. It made sense. Somewhere on the way home, I started feeling really hammered. I didn’t understand why until Bill told me this morning; the drinks had.