"Not much for foreplay, are you?" I heard myself mumble,surprised at my own audacity. "Or afterplay, for that matter." Even as the words were uttered,...I immediately regrettedthem, thinking they might have offended her. But she smiled andleaned down to pat my cheek. "Sorry, baby," she said softly,"but I've been so hot for that little body of yours for so long--almost since we first met--that I couldn't wait any longer to getyou inside me. And now it's late, and we have a lot to dotomorrow." I. He thought to himself, "Why the hell did I just get hard? Am I getting so desperate that my own mother holding my hand gets me hard?"For some reason, thinking "my own mother" got his cock even harder.Now he was starting to worry about whether or not she would notice it poking up from his flimsy boxer shorts. Luckily, sitting down like he was kept it pretty discreet. "Oh honey, I know. I know." she said with very sweet concern. Then she quickly stood up and said, "Do you want a hug, baby?" The. Jack's diet along with female hormones had lowered Jack's weight andreduced his muscles. The creams and ointments and electrolysis weremaking his skin silky smooth. He already had Mikie's vagina and wasdeveloping a narrowing waist, rounder hips, a bigger butt and thebeginnings of breasts. The physical therapy was making his movementsrefined and graceful. All he needed was facial reconstructive surgeryand breast enhancement surgery and he would look like a teen girl, muchlike Mikie. Dr.. Emily turned the vibrator on for the long cylinder-like object and began to slowly rub it across my neck. The warmth of the tool felt good on my neck and the vibrating was soothing and intoxicating. Emily worked the vibrator across my breasts, and I opened my eyes.“Calm down,” she said, “Just enjoy it. Close your eyes and relax.”I resettled myself on the couch as Emily knelt down and parted my legs, repositioning herself between them as she worked the vibrator thingy along the edges of my.