I was a horny teenager who was absolutely rubbish at picking up girls so I didn't even bother trying. I used to stick things up my arse for kicks quit... a lot. Usually bottles of toiletries in the bathroom, some of them were very thick, much thicker than my own cock and I once managed a can of coke. My logic was that I couldn't stick my cock into anything so I would stick things inside me. It gave me pleasure but never an orgasm..I used to read a few girlie mags at the time and loved looking at. Just because there's snow on the roof, don't mean there's not a fire in the furnace. After we caught them making out that time, they never tried to hide it any more. Many times Mom would stay the night with Carol's dad, or Carol's mom would come spend the night with our dad. Also, the only thing we didn't do in front of them was none of Carol's brothers messed with her, or none of Dave's sisters messed with him. That, I think, was something the folks DIDN"T know about. It didn't matter to me,. She sits on my face and grinds her pussy away at my active mouth and tongue.‘This is okay punishment,’ I think.She’s gyrating her hips and my face is soon covered with her ample pussy juice. Then something new is introduced. I feel a vibration around my cock. It feels good so I don’t care; I keep munching on the juicy pussy planted on my face. She’s really grinding away at me and she starts cursing and screaming then the floodgates open. Her pussy lets forth with a stream of something. . Or that I'dactually be looking forward to it.I was confused by my own emotions, which made no sense to me. What guyin his right mind, would want to turn into a girl? The answer, itseemed, was me. But why? Though I hadn't really wanted to admit it tomyself, I'd always envied Ms. Perfect's beauty, grace, and style. Onsome level, have I always wanted to be her? Have I always wanted to bea girl, and just hadn't realized it? The answer, I was starting tosuspect, was yes.Of course, I might be.