I stopped biting, and just gently suckled her nipple. After a moment I stopped and pulled back. Once she was able to see straight, see did the same to...me, taking my nipple and gently but firmly nibbling on it. My own body started to convulse as I came again. "Oh Amy, baby, oh god. Oh fuck baby so good." Eventually it became too much and I passed out.Eventually I awoke, it must have been only a few minutes because I was still breathing quite hard. But now I was on my back, my hand that had been. I remembered being worried thatguys I used to hang out with would recognize me when I was talking tomy girlfriends one day before church and the horror I felt aboutgetting my hair done for the party and having to dance with dad, but Icouldn't remember anything about being a boy since then.I went to school in a cute (crap, I hate words like that but can't seemto stop using them) green and white plaid skirt, a white blouse, greenknee socks, and saddle shoes. I took ballet lessons and loved. ..and step on him. I remember the confusion that washed over my face as I stared back at the message.Step on him? Me?I would kill him. I was 250+ pounds at the time, still wearing tracksuits on purpose, still trying to find myself, still talking to horny little internet boys my age trying to meet up and fuck, running around AFF like a moron and hooking up for WACK sex....And some random dude wanted me to STEP on him.Was this a thing?Oh I was definitely a sweet summer c***d who knew nothing. ” The silence in the room was palpable. I looked at Sue unable to believe what she had just said. “Of course I won’t object,” Said Tom, “It sounds like a lovely idea.” I now looked at Tom unable to believe what he just said. Sue took my hand and pulled me through the kitchen, into the front room and towards the guest room. “Come on big boy, we have permission to shag.” What on earth was going on? Sue pushed open the door to my room and pulled me to the bed. For a small woman she was remarkably.