Then one day I came across it.There was a completely different me hiding in the mirror.And then I realized at a glance that the c***d was a girl, not ... boy.It happened when I was 12 years old.Maybe it started then.I prefer skirts to pants.I like my makeup face more than my bare face.I prefer kissing men to women.And I like dick better than push.Everything became so naturally so.I don't project myself on the girl in that painting.Because I'm already a woman.A woman with the body of a 40-year-old. "Spreadthem out for us Rachel," his hands continuing to force them outwards even whenshe tried to stop. His hand went to one knee, a rope tied tightly around it,the Colonel grabbing the other end and moving it to another O' ring on thefloor to the side of her body. "That should keep you spread for us Rachel," hishand pushing down on her back, the other under her abdomen, forcing her assto arch up again. "Real high Rachel. It opens up your sex so nicely for uswhen you do." She felt the cool air. Reaching up, you unzip my manhood, and allow my full length to spring out, pointing straight at your face. Without any hesitation you wrap your hand around my shaft and take my head in your mouth. You quickly work me up to full hardness, then release me to lie back flat on the bed.I grab your ankles to raise your legs, then pull your trousers off, just sliding them right over the top of your shoes. I then lean forward and remove your moist panties. I drop to my knees, put your legs over my. Try not to ever let it change.”I smiled at her. “I understand, sweets. Now, go get some rest, if that’s applicable. We’re leaving in the morning.”The next morning we packed up and headed out. We arrived in Solitude without any issue, surprisingly enough. We entered the Blue Palace. Erikur saw us. “You there, traveler, over here.”“What is it, Erikur?”“So it’s true, you’ve turned traitor. I can’t believe it.”“I’d watch my tongue if I were you, Erikur.”“As you’re aware, Elisif’s husband, High King.