As a transsexual female I identify and live female. My brain, heart, and spirit is meshed with this body that within also exists the blueprints of mal.... I'm not going from one gender to another and completely eliminating a part of me I can't deny no matter how hard I try or may want to. Many things change, def have, and will. Transformation is wrong term and I like to think of it as a combination of transforming and evolving.Transevolution.I present myself and know I am female but I'm way more. “No no no no…” she whispered.She knew what was happening and began to panic. Tears dripped down her face and onto the carpet. The only sound was panting.She screamed. It echoed in her ears.Neptune pulled back, lifting the tip of his dick and ramming into Sara’s soaked hole. She screamed again. He was far too big for her at nine inches long as thick as a soda can. Only the tip would go in. She squeezed, fighting back against the invading cock. He rammed again, but got no further. Neptune’s tip. Now, with Bennet living with him, for who knew how long, his sex life could be compromised.Fortunately, the two guys worked things out rather quickly. The places that Bennet frequented were not to Anton’s liking, a fact that they both acknowledged and respected, and so at least on Friday and Saturday evenings they could do their own thing. Bennet was very gracious about this arrangement and wholeheartedly understood that with them cohabiting, they needed their own space from time to time.Anton. Her shirt had become see thru in the rain, and Scott had watched as her chest had bounced in her sports bra as she had run toward him. Even when she was dirty and sweaty, he still thought she was the most attractive woman he had ever laid eyes on. It had been three days since they had last seen each other, and Scott’s cock was letting him know that was unacceptable. Just thinking of her running in the rain was giving him a hard on, which was very distracting while trying to drive in this.