" We enter her room, as she dims her lights. I was hoping just to let this happen, not knowing what I will do after this. I am nervous after I hear th... click of the doorhandle and realize what I'm headed for. After a brief minute or two, I realize that she's getting her clothes back on. I wonder what exactly she's doing, then she sits down and then starts to talk to me. As she does so, she slowly rubs her hand over my erect penis, which is causing a bend in my pants. She says that she has been. Much of it was tattooed on but the additions weredelicately done and only served to enhance how much her face had beensculpted into its proper feminine cast. Her brow had been reduced, hernose bobbed, her trachea shaved, and her hairline brought forward.There was precious little to see of her old male self when she gazedupon her new form in a mirror. And she loved that too.Her Mistress led her into the Board Room and up to the meeting table.The firm's owner, and her Master, sat at the head of. I know she knew. She was torturing me. Ten to nine. I had to go.Oh, now he’s leaving, when it’s too late to do anything. Look at him. Oh yeah, I’ve got to go to work. Ya think? Well, I have to be out of here too. I half-stomped to the door and bent down to put on my shoes as Dad opened the door and told Mom to have a nice day.“You too, son.” Dad left, leaving the door open for me.Too late. You’ve already ruined it. I tied my shoes and got up, starting out the door without saying goodbye to Mom.. So me, Sandra, Kim, and Sara loaded up the car and took off. The three of us that were not driving had a few drinks and were starting to feel pretty loopy. We got to talking about sex and I think we were all getting very horny. We flirted with guys as they passed by our car on the highway. We started flashing our boobs and Sara even flashed her beaver to a couple of trucks. We were having a blast. We had to stop to get gas and everybody had to pee. We stopped at this large gas station and.