She traced her tongue from the base of my balls all the way up the shaft and to my reddish-purple tip. Precum was oozing from my penis. She touched ...he tip of her tongue to the tip and a little rope of cum dangled from my dick to her lips. I wanted her to suck me so bad. She stopped stroking me and got up towards the shower. “Do you want to do this baby, or should I just call this whole thing off?” I was so charged up and wanted sex so bad, that I would have done anything to get her to. How are you feeling this morning?She looked up and glared at me with very fierce eyes.Bec: Why am I here? I’m locked in a room in the hospital and nobody will tell me why? What’s going on?Dr K: Something happened on Monday. You were involved. There is some confusion about the details and since you currently have no memory of the incident that makes it difficult for us to resolve the situation. Your memory is slowly coming back to you. Yesterday, you remembered about your English class. Have you. Once again, Denise's expression closed up, the dark clouds appearing again. Stan wondered if there was anything he could say to alleviate the evident problem.Eventually Denise replied, flatly, "Well. Have a good weekend, then Stan. I'll be on my own, with a book in my garden, or something. But you and Anne have a good time."She turned and stalked off. 'No, things still aren't fixed between us, ' reflected Stan sadly.Anne drove Stan over to meet her old lecturer and mentor. He lived in a. This was easy and cost effective. Not only that, the male became a true female, not fake implants or surgical tricks.I thought what this could do to the transgender market. But it also had some negative aspects, as the formula stood now it would change any male into the exact clone of the teenage girl Heidi, with an insatiable libido. I know because it has taken all my intellect to push those memories from my mind.At first it was nearly impossible to work, my memories from being that Heidi.