I peek over the edge of my book- I might have been into that story but boy was I more into what I saw when I pulled myself away from it. His chair fac...d mine at a slight angle, and through the tightness of his bluejeans I could see a bulge. Master ran his hand over it invitingly, raising one eyebrow and gesturing in a come hither gesture with his other hand. There's a quirk of a smile playing at his lips- I know he sees the eagerness in my eyes as I drop to all fours from my seat and begin. In most stories, a transformed personfinds themselves beautiful, sexy, and often their own dream-girl come tolife. But is that a given?For example, you could find yourself female, but grossly overweight, ormaybe with the face not a mother could love. Would changing genders underthose circumstances be worth it? I suspect that even for a truetranssexual, they might hesitate to accept such a trade-off.Another issue you must face is your identity. Did you acquire female I.D.?Can you get some. I hadn't thought of either of those things that day inthe kitchen when Mom said she was going to help me become an olderwoman. I was obviously scared but on the other hand, having a realvagina of my own would make me that much more like my mother and herfriends."I don't think we'll have a problem paying for the surgery," my mothersaid. "My husband's mother left a very sizable trust fund for Darrenand Sammy after she died. They were supposed to use it for college, butmy husband and I gave. Chapter 2. Aunt Cleopatra Always the lively sort she flung herself on me, clutching me to her and delivering a smacking kiss on the lips, she said, “Jim, how wonderful to see you after all these years.” She took a step back and surveyed me. “My God you’ve grown. The last time I saw you I was looking down at you, now I’ve got to crane my neck to look up at you.” A speculative look came into her eyes. “Yes,” she said slowly, “you really are a big boy –or should I say ‘young man’? Come on, you.