We met at a strip mall at a ice cream shop. She was too young to meet in a bar and get drunk. Besides, I wanted Cammie sober so she would remember al... the details.I rode up on my motorcycle and I saw her park she had described her car. She saw me for the first time. I told her what I would be wearing, a T-shirt, jeans without underwear, my beard and muscled body would stand out. Closely trimmed beard and a touch of gray on my dark hair and my blue eyes twinkling at her. I smiled and approached. Part 2. for the rest of the weekend I let my chat buddies know what had happened with Mr Jones, there was a mixture of pride that they had helped groom me to be able to initiate sexual contact like this, no doubt there was some jealousy. But what was really useful is that the pervert's on the other end of the line were full of advice as to how I could use my power over Mr Jones for my own gratification.When they asked me what I hoped would happen the following weekend with Mr Jones, of course I. After about 30 seconds. I felt a sharp pain in my balls and cock. Then a sharp heavy pain in my chest, I felt my waist beginning to tighten. I didn’t know what was going on with my body. I began to rip off my close and saw that my body was turning into a female’s body. My bone structure was changing in my face to a female. My hair was changing color and growing. I went from a light brown hair to black. I went from a buzz cut to my hair being short but just past my ears to line up with my female. She got between my legs and ever-so-gently took my swollen tool between her hands. She stared me in the eyes as she began to slowly stroke up and down over my tender cock head. As she gained momentum, she took the head into her mouth and proceeded to give me the best blowjob that I have ever had. Between the talented mouth and tongue working on my head, her right hand slowly jerking me off, and her left hand caressing my aching balls, I knew that it wouldn’t be long before I would be giving up.