In fact, I was a man not unlike yourself only two years ago. My name was Carl Needham. I had similar dreams to the ones you told me about, and they dr...ve me absolutely crazy with the desire to become a woman. And just like you, I was totally confused about what to do about it. I thought I was just another horny guy." So how did you become a woman?" Curt inquired."Well, that's where it gets complicated. I'm not totally sure how it happened. One night, my dreams were so powerful and my desires so. “So, are you ready to show me how lovely you now look? You know what you must do.” Emma nods to the phone, places it on the stand, and stands up in front of it. Slowly she raises her dress off her and lets it fall to the floor. She stands in her heels, bottomless, with only the bra-lift exposing her nipples. She hears Donald give a satisfying sigh. She reaches and unhooks her bra and lets it fall. Now she stands before him for his viewing pleasure, in only her high heels. Donald tells her. She slid her thumbs into the waistband. “No! Do not remove them, please.”“Why?”“I’d not be able to think straight.”“Do you like my tits?”“Yes, you know I do, stop cupping them. Noooo. Oh shit!” She had distracted him by cupping her left breast and then dropped her pants with her right hand. She had smooth skin, and a sparse covering of curly hair that didn’t hide the slit that had barely shown lips yet. He was hard as a rock and starting to relish the prospect of fucking that tight wee cunt.. Getting down on her knees was particularly awkward considering how restricted her thighs were with her jeans and knickers still on. Anyway Steve positioned her in the middle of the floor and told her to put her head right down so that her left cheek was on the cold but smooth concrete floor. Her bum was in the air and her holes were more visible and exposed even with her thighs tightly closed together it felt like her lips were being pushed out. She also noted down that the cool air blowing.