And the new personality was able to live and perform as a woman.Completely naked, the very feminine-appearing new woman opened the fashionable woman's...travel bag and found one of the confiscated bottles of pills, taking one of the pills. Bryan would put a little cream on Prissy's new body later when they were further down the road. There was enough cream and medicine to last the transitioning new female a little over a year. By then Prissy should be a fully functional woman with size 54 DDD-cup. A slight moan escaped and it became clear to me that she was now in my bed fingering herself. Alright, paper’s done. Don’t care about the rest. As I moved to the bed, there was a brief look of embarrassment that crossed her face. That soon gave way to the look of pleasure that she was deriving from herself. I moved to take a seat beside her, but before I could, she reached out with her free hand and pulled my shorts down, dropping them to the floor. I stood there semi-erect deciding what I. I had to use something, even if it was mad for a woman.' While I was digging through my shaving kit for some cologne, I had to brush my hair out of the way, that's..." I was, interrupted."Oh, so you had long hair when you were a man. I like men with long hair," she interjected."In that case, you wouldn't have liked me. I was bald," I'm sure my lower lip stuck out a mile."Oh, sorry. So that's when you knew something was wrong?" she continued for me."I'm actually surprised at how long it took me. In fact, I have a major fantasy that was played out in my office about 5 years ago. I used to have an inside office with no windows. It was in a hallway with three other offices, so it wasn’t completely private, but when the door was closed, it was my playroom. JIt wasn’t a co-worker or customer or vendor who was my playmate, rather, it was a woman I met online at ISPQ, a video chat community. Her name was Cherie and, as luck would have it, she lived about 20 minutes from my office.I should.