He looked over when i got back. "did you find it?' he asked. i said i did. i put my hand in my pocket and started rubbing my cock...he was that fuckin... cute. he looked over and back to the game and then looked again when he realized what i was doing. "are you playing with it?" he asked. yeah, i said. i asked him if it bothered him. he said no. i asked if he would like to see it. he said yeah. so i said let's go back to the restroom. he said ok. i told him to walk behind me and come in after i. ”I sighed.“They are the most important people in my life, Kenny. I respect them both very much.”“And?”“Kenny, why do they like you?”“I don’t know.” I drank more coffee in a big gulp. “I don’t understand it myself; I sure as hell don’t deserve it.”“They seem to think you do.”“Maybe,” I said staring into the pint glass holding my coffee, “they just don’t realize it yet.”“I like you, too.”“Wha?” I stared at her with what I hoped was a good first order approximation of a look as if I were. “My voice, it’s changed...” Gary’s voice was now several tones higher, and it sounded like a woman’s voice he realised. He looked down at himself. The gown was slightly damp and draped closely to his new curves. He could see the curve of plump breasts, a tight waistline and slender legs coming out the end of the gown with delicate looking feet. ’I look pretty hot’ he thought.Steve helped him out of the machine and as he got his strength back, he asked for a mirror. “Are you sure mate?” said. I turned her round and lifted her bathrobe. I put my hands between her legs and felt the warm piss on her cunt hair and down her legs. I pushed her back down, now I could see her long flaps dangling, dripping still. I took my dick in my hand and guided it into her cunt. She pushed back against me, driving it in deeper. I banged her hard, my balls slapping her legs and I could feel the wet. After about thirty strokes, I came, emptying myself into her. Her right hand was on her clit, and her.