Melissa loved being a girl, she lovedlooking and being feminine, and she was going to miss that part of herlife. She didn't even mind her monthly vis...tor, as it was a symbol ofher ability to give new life when the time came. She felt, as shechanged into her new masculine attire, that she was going to hate beinga man. Even if she got a power out of this, it wasn't worth it. Shetook a deep sigh and began to get dressed.Dressing in male clothing wasn't as difficult for her as a boyattempting. It was Mika. “We were thinking that we could probably come out of this okay if we went back to you being a partner and filed all the appropriate documents, Brad. How about we get all the legal stuff done and have you sign the partnership papers, then do business as usual. What do you think?”“How about FedExing a complete copy of the corporate papers to me in Hawaii and my attorney in California? We’ll both review everything, I’ll sign the declaration or whatever it is and send it back. I’m on. Only poured fuel on his fire. He'd finally experienced his ultimate sexual fantasy ... but he wanted more. He NEEDED more! This was no 'one time only' event. It was only the beginning. Two days after their first encounter ... Mr. Larson had business that took him out of town. Laura called Jack's cell phone and left him a graphic, filthy message ... inviting him back to her house. She wanted him to "ram that ball-bat-of-a-cock into her dripping slot!" He came up with an excuse to get out of the. His now-hard dick was beating my face like a bat. It had grown to a solid eight inches, the tapered head perfectly in proportion to the veiny shaft. As I continued to resist he reached down and pinched my nose shut. When I opened my mouth for air he shoved his rock hard tube all the way down my throat. "That's it, faggot, suck it all. Suck it all. You like that, don't you?" All I could muster were some gagging sounds, as his cock filled my throat completely. He didn't know I was secretly.