"But that's impossible. That would mean that over a hundred..."The girl smiled. "One hundred twenty-six."Rick looked up at her, amazed yet again. That...was the exact number. "...guys turned into girls." And therein lies the answer to your social life."Rick frowned. "Are you suggesting that I go... that I change... into a girl?"The young lady smiled. "That would be one way."Rick's eyes widened, and then a grin slowly spread over his face. "But if I got a friend to go in, and he changed, then...". "Being Sunday night, the kids were at their Grandmother's house and would by now be getting themselves ready for bed. Johan and I enjoyed a romantic candlelight dinner of spicy fish and sautéed vegetables. While we ate, we talked quietly about the problems I was having writing down my fantasies for him.I told him it wasn't easy. Of course he made light of my difficulties (well, he is a male), telling me, "Sure it is, you already told them to me once, sweetheart." I love all the pet names he has. His hand slid down my waist and the other cupped my chin and brought our lips together. It was a soft gentle kiss to start, but as my mind finally caught up to reality my inner sexual monster arose shook of the dust from sitting to long and pounced. My kisses turned passionate and as he gauged my reaction he equally became more fervent. In a second he flipped me to my back and was overpoweringly pinning me on the seat we were laid cross and I let out a soft moan as I felt his growing manhood. He didn’t stop. “Please,” I tried to pull his head up. “Please fuck me,” I whispered.He smiled and stood up from the bed and began to remove his clothes as I took the jean skirt completely off and watched him. I turned my head to lay off the side of the bed. He walked to my face and lowered his hard cock to my face. I began to lick his balls. I stopped, got up, and moved him to sit on the side of the bed. I kneeled in front of him and began to suck his cock. It was hard and smooth and felt.