You make me lay there, like the elegant slut that I am at heart, leaving me in delicious agony for your touch as you undress very deliberately. First... your left shoe, then your right, your socks, your jeans, then, finally, your boxers, revealing your manhood.Your penis is my greatest possession. He seems to be perpetually angry, a pink, red, and purple veiny thing that takes getting used to each time we make love, but I need services only he can provide. I reach down and slide my hand. I have to admit I was eating better, but she kept putting me off when I asked or mentioned her situation and what she wanted to do. I tried to gently let her know I expected her to make other arrangements without outright telling her she had overstayed her welcome.We were in the kitchen having a cup of coffee. I again hinted that Pat would be better off with family and that I would be glad to help see her safely get to wherever she wanted to go. As usual, she ignored me and changed the subject.. The bastard.When I finally mustered the courage to move, and god that was hard, Ihad a look at myself.There was no mistaking me for a man anymore. I was almost all tits andass. A hot, and increasingly horny shemale.Days in prison are long. Time is slow. Even slower with a footlongplastic rod up your ass. I managed to get myself back up on my bedwithout moving so much. Very slow movements to not hurt myself with thatthing up my ass. My new curves also took some getting used to, but Icouldn't. I peered inside and saw the regular assortment of customers and the two working waitresses taking their orders. I then looked at my watch and decided that a meal wouldn't hurt, so I tied Curly up outside and walked in.I found a corner booth and slid myself in, then grabbed the menu to make a selection.A few minutes later, a cute petite redhead came over and waited for my order. When I looked up I was immediately taken by her young looking face.'Can this be Kaelee's mom?' I asked myself. 'The.