”“I hope you don’t mind that I opened the liquor cabinet.”I shrugged.“I think your husband owes me a drink, at least.”I watched him pour a...second one. “This must have been a big meeting for you.”“It was my chance,” he said. “My paperwork is finally processed. My new office is finally ready. My chance was… This was it.”“I just wanted dick,” I said, the vodka making me way too honest.However, those words got a better response than I could have ever hoped for.He had this look in his eye, not quite. Now ifwe could do all that, would you agree to give it a try?"A few months later, Michael and I were married.Well, it wasn't as simple as all that, but it wasn't nearly ascomplicated as I'd thought it was going tobe, either.First, of course, came my feminization, and I quickly learned that thereare a lot of changes that can be worked on the body of a male who iswilling to undergo them and rich enough to afford the whole thing. Therewere hormone treatments, of course, and minor facial surgery,. .." Why?" Well you would be to embarrassed to see your mother naked, for one thing." No I wouldn't. Well a little maybe, at first, but I think I could grow to like it!" I almost sounded a little too eager at first so I played it down a bit at the end.At this mom giggled and I could feel how she dried her eyes with the back of her hand. She snuffled a couple of times and lifted her tear-streaked face and looked at me."Thank you, honey. Maybe we could try it, a little. But... How do we do?" Well. He soon learned that doing things like nagging Nanny forchocolate or lollies at the checkout like a whiny brat, was often goodfor two or three carrots. Especially if there were a couple of women inthe queue right behind them. Summoning the courage to perform theselittle humiliating acts - which drew unwanted attention to his plight -usually required a desperate need to play with his peenie that night, ora longing for a more robust diet than the endless jars of insipid babyfood.Sticks were much.