She imagined Dexter laying there with largefeminine breasts. She tried to imagine herself kissing and caressingDexter's large breasts and nipples and ...aring for him as she did nowas his lover, but she couldn't. She felt extreme guilt from the factshe felt that way, but it was real. She too would have to learn todeal with this, if indeed he was forced to become a woman.Lynn also had a sinking feeling as she looked at the form. It hadseveral elements of the process that was to be performed on. That night, I wasn’t able to sleep, thinking about her, and when you did fall asleep my dreams were about her. I searched for her on Facebook and after a few days finally found her, her name was Payel, she was a student of 12th, 18 years old. I sent her a request with a polite greeting message. These few days I had not been able to see her, so I was agitated. That night, I got a message from her, and I was excited. We started talking, she told me she always came online at night and generally. I am not required to address her as "Mistress," and we have ordinary conversations and do ordinary things, like any other couple. The catch, though, is that I never know ahead of time when these "free periods" will end--they come and go according to Mistress' whims. Mistress makes it clear when free time is over; either in her voice or by something she says. Occasionally, she has embarassed or humiliated me in public. She may suddenly begin ordering me around, let's say, and I will have to do. She sat up in bed, lit a cigarette, trying to get him from the dark, horny side of her mind. "It doesn't help that I haven't had a good, hard cock in ten years," she thought, remembering that it wasn't even good. The poor guy couldn't keep it hard and she ended up worse than ever."Maybe a nice bath would help," she said standing up and made her way down the hall. She passed his room and heard him moaning. Jenny moved closer to his door, gently turned the knob and looked inside. "Oh my God!" she.