It took a few seconds to locate the toilet paper, but I only did a halfway decent job before finding there was a lot bigger of a mess than I expected....I knew I had it all over my hands and still hadn’t gotten it all off my ass. I didn’t even try to find the sink to wash off my hands, I just carefully made my way to the shower tub combo, pulled the curtain open at the back and stepped in.“Sorry, but not being able to see made it a lot harder than I remember to wipe by own butt. This is the best. As soon as I unclasped it, there was immediate relief. The weight increased, but the felling of the bra digging into me, the underwire pinching my skin, went away. I lifted my breasts two or three times, itching along the underwire and pinching my nipples. It was nothing sexual, I wasnt even conscious I was doing it. I stood and let them fall, and then I realized what I had done. I was a woman now. I reacted to her body as a me, a woman, not a man inside a woman. I knew that was the key. I. "Ellen absurdly responded, "George, you were always man enough for me and Isuspect you still are." All the while, both of her hands were fondlinghis breasts, that were sending jolts of pleasure through him.She smiled sympathetically, her hands having moved up and rested on hisshoulders in a caring manner. "Don't be sorry I think you look simplyfantastic!"A knock on the door announced Dorothy's return.She passed in two white cotton Bali bras. Ellen helped Heather try themon. Ellen spent an. Because of my obligations,I didn't see her much, but upon seeing her today it was apparent thatshe was making progress on her journey. I could see that she had adegree of FFS, some of that harsh male angles were softened quite a bitand her eyebrow was missing that telltale male bump, which did lots forfeminizing her facial features."Jamie, your face looks great! Did you get to go to that FFS doctor youwere talking about?"Jamie beamed, "Yep, he took me on as a pro-bono case in exchange.