" Well, what did you find out..." He trailed off. Then asked. " You turned yourself into me? What if we can't change back? Then you're going to be stu...k like that." " In that case, someone would have to be you." She said. " Well, at least we know what caused me to look like you." He said as he finished the second coat on his last nail. " Hey, remember in the park today? When we talked about if you were me?"She asked in her new deep voice. " Yeah?" He said, a little uncertain. He was now. Then her legs. Of course, she could spread her legs further if she wished, but that would just make it even more difficult to stay in her position. Her body initiated a pattern of rise and fall as she discovered she was bound completely, utterly under the control of that man. The man that held within him the capacity to break and build in one single event. The building tension caused little beads of sweat to glisten on her naked flesh. The anticipation was running circles within her mind. The. From that moment forward, the femboi had emblazoned himself in E’s mind. It was until two weeks later that E had caught Faison watching him in the shower that they began to fuck. But, it was nonstop since then.Faison returned with the beer and also the remainder of the blunt. E knew his sissy wanted a hit. So he opened his can and lit up. He puffed a couple of times before passing it over. As he downed his beverage, he watched fairy dance for him. “I’ma fuck the shit outta you,” E. The game was “Thrashing”. All three of us were wearing tees and pants. I and Ashwini were wearing bras and panties but Harika was wearing only panties. We were sitting in a circle. The game was that we sat in a circle and we had a ball in our hands. One should pass the ball to the other till the time we listen to a horn of a vehicle. There was a busy road near our flat and it was very common to listen horns even at night. When the horn of vehicle is heard, once who has ball in hand has to do.