It was a busy night with lots of people, so there were a lot girls that instantly caught my eye.Soon enough, I scored one. She was a skinny blonde gir... and already well on her way to being quite drunk.It wasn't long before she was flirting heavily and she let me start kissing and really doing some heavy petting with her even though I clearly looked a bit older. As with most of the college party girls, she was up for pretty much anything to get some attention and have some fun. So it didn't take. All I could think about was sucking that cock and making it cum. It seemed all that mattered... Making it explode, shooing cum in my mouth, giving me more of that first taste that I seemed to want and need now. D moaned and softly said, “yes.” He leaned back and ran his hand through my hair as maybe a lover would do. Then his hand moved to the back of my head. My lips already firmly wrapped around his hard dick, he started to lightly push down, encouraging me to take more of him. The thrill of. Micheal began to use both hands to massage her muscles in the way he had learned she liked most after dozens of similar mornings. After working out a few knots at the bottom of her shoulder blades he moved his focus lower and lower until his fingers tipped just on the edge of her panties. Although they were no where near her sexiest pair, they flattered the shape of her ass just fine. He hooked his fingers underneath the fabric and pulled them down in a commanding sweep before starting to. I had been seeing a psychologist for 2 years by now. She said that puberty was going to happen sooner or later.Well it was happening, I grew 5 inches overnight and the hair started to grow in on my face. My fingers grew and my face became more masculine, manly. Well I wasn't happy at all. I wanted to be a girl.My psychologist checked into a medication that was still 'underground.' Well she calmed me down when she told me what was going on and I was ecstatic, but the only problem was they needed.