He couldn't resist her. He stood up and pulled her to him right there, wrapping her in a warm, loving embrace and kissing her like she was his girlfri...nd and not a rented sex toy.The pair spent the rest of the weekend together enjoying each other's company and having wonderful times together. There was plenty of sex but interspersed with that, she showed him around Dallas and they enjoyed seeing the sights.Far too soon for either of them, the weekend came to a close and it was time for them to. He managed to get the dress on (which wasn'teasy since his movements were fairly restricted with the new garments.)He looked at his reflection and gasped. There, before him, stood thewoman he had caught glimpses of all night. Full breasts, showing abovethe top of the dress, and a narrow waist and full hips."Kim, are you all right in there?"Stacy's voice interrupted him. He opened the door and nearly ran intoStacy in his haste to show off to her his new feminine form. "Oh my GodStacy, you. I don’t have a chance to fuck my shoba so i express my fucking feelings towards her by this story. This story is full of imagination and not a true one of my life. I guess you guys read my story me, my friend and his mother. Thank you for your replies. Let me come to my imaginary story. Her figure is slightly between big and lean i mean a perfect figure. I am living with her from my childhood alone since my mom and dad went abroad. They will come once in two years and always stays in a vacation. For I knew right then and there that I would do anything for a woman like that. No matter the task, the deed, the peril, it did not matter. That look she gave me was an invitation. Not to her specifically, but to lust; to unbridled and raw sexuality. Her eyes glassy as if on a d**g but clear as if on the highest peak, spoke volumes of the power of passion.It was at that moment that it hit me. As my mind imagined the woman and her face and her all powerful smile, that smell was not part of.