I reached down just to check to see if by some miracle I had been spared my penis. Both penis and scrotum were gone; they had been replaced by a small...r patch pubic hair and the soft folds of female genitalia.Out in the warehouse I could hear voices, different from the ones that I had come here with. I tried to count the number of distinct voices and quickly came up with five. They were all male voices, which meant I alone had drawn a female skin. Okay, I thought, all bets were off; I didn't. "Hello," she said. Her tone was precise and neutral."Hi," I replied."How are you feeling?" Okay." I didn't want to tell her about the fight with Bomber."I didn't mean to upset you earlier." I know." I mean, I hate this too. But there's nothing we can do. And I just wantto try and make this easier for you. And I think... I mean... I knowthis is difficult, but there are worse things in life than being a girl.I mean, you can do everything you ever could as a boy. Seriously, nameone thing girls. I was home full day cooking, cleaning and taking care of the young boy who lacked mothers love since childhood and I was also too close to him cause he was only one around most of the time. I had joined the gym also to keep myself in shape I don’t know for whom.Being home made me think of sex a lot because I was 31 but had a tight pussy of a 25 year old… and so was my life until one day I got a unknown parcel, when I opened it I was really shocked there was a dildo in it.I was really blank. The lack of sleep was surely taking its toll in the way her eyes seemed almost dim, by the increasingly pale pallor of her skin, and by the way her long auburn hair had lost its life."I feel about a hundred years old," she told her reflection as she undressed, leaving her school uniform in a pile near the door before running the water for a long hot shower."But if I was a hundred years old, at least I'd be able to leave this place," she replied to her own statement as the girl sat naked on the.