Like many aTrans-Girls, I've Prayed to God that I'd wake up a real girl instead of apretend girl that we feel that we are since our bodies do not matc... ourSouls. But God LOVES us and wants for us to be happy. For that reason, Hehas given many ways to achieve our dreams. There are many ways revealed inliterature that many consider fiction. But in Truth, the are linked to thespecial world where the Magic or Science happens.[-][+][-]My name was Christopher Kelly Garrett according to my Birth. You had never put much stock in the existence of the supernatural, but this book had an ominous feeling that you couldn’t ignore.But ignore you tried. For the first few days it was in your posession you tried to go about your normal life. Emphasis on “tried”. The book was always in the back of your mind, and you couldn’t stop thinking about it. You lost sleep wondering what was written inside but you were too scared to peer within.Eventually, however, your curiosity won. One night you sat up. "Her nipples get long and hard. "Suck and lick now," I whisper to Lydia. We project that, and she moans. Of course, we feel the excitement in our own nipples, and they get hard too.We keep that up for a minute until I notice a wet spot on her thong. "Stay on her nipples, I'm going down," I instruct Lydia.I stroke a finger over her wet spot, feeling her wetness grow. She's going wild, wondering how we are doing this, but enjoying it immensely. I slide slowly up and down, pressing.I feel her clit. “My boss has an apartment that he doesn’t use very often. I have a key. We can talk and eat and nobody will bother us.”“OK, I guess,” she tentatively agreed.We went in and went upstairs and I let her into the apartment. I slipped off my shoes and then put the food in the fridge, then turned on the radio and sat down at the couch. Kathy came and sat on the couch, but not close.“What’s going on?” she asked. “I thought this was about sex.”“It is. But not sex like you have; sex like I have. And.