He bent over thebathroom sink and imagined being with someone.As good as it felt and as much as he used his imagination, his member wasnot responding....He wasn't much of a man, he thought sadly. He was justsome skinny cross dressing imposter who wondered what was happening to hispersonal life.He rubbed the rest of the lotion into his skin and cupped his hands aroundthe flesh on his chest. Pursing his lips, he felt good about what he saw.His nipples had changed considerably. They were huge and. It didn't make me feel any better.I forced myself to stop. "Think of your figure. Oh, what am I saying?" I could see that I needed to change back soon, I'd acquired some new behaviours and feelings with this body. They could be extremely distracting and perhaps pleasurable but I had to stay focussed. I went back to the other room and picked up the book."Miaow!" I'm working on it!" I told the cat."Please, if you don't get me out of here soon I'm going to start chasing after mice. You're going to. .....like this............” She guided my finger in a deliberate, but irregular motion over the slick surface of her clit. “Like that, yeah........like that..slow......with a little more pressure........” She pushed 2 of her fingers inside her hole, and my hand could feel the upward push she applied as she massaged the clefts of pleasure in her pussy.She stiffened, relaxed. I could feel the slight suction as her pussy gripped around her probing fingers. She began to fuck herself in a steady. ’ You silently follow my lead, never letting go of my hand, still managing to kick the truck’s door closed with one foot. At the front door, there passes a fleeting, awkward moment between us, so I attempt to lighten the mood by pushing you against the wall, taking possession of you, kissing you feverishly. Surprised, you disengage yourself, and briefly push away from me, then rush back towards me with renewed fervor, our bodies connecting whole. Your cool leather jacket grazes against my warm.