My dear hubby had not fucked me in two weeks…I wanted one of my girlfriends would dare to lick my horny cunt in front of everyone; but the girls wer... enjoying their drinks and I recalled that tonight all of them were married straight bitches…I noticed several black men looking at us, devouring our curvy bodies with their hungry eyes. But also several white ladies were staring at our table.One of them was staring at me directly, so longingly. She finally stood up and moved over me, asking if I. There is only one treatment for this, and that is for you tobecome a girl."You have some decisions to make. But, I feel I know the answers. Do youwant to be a girl?"Without hesitation I replied, "Yes."She smiled and asked, "How soon do you want to do this?" Yesterday wouldn't have been soon enough." Do you trust me?" Yes. Why wouldn't I?" I have helped a number of people like you. But, I do it in a specialway." A special way?" Yes. I have some special powers. And, I have used them to help. Jessica was getting large. She'd not told me she was pregnant until she was over the first couple of months, knowing the likelihood of a miscarriage. With the baby due in October, I loved to lie in bed with my hand resting on her tummy, feeling the little one kick. Not so much fun for Jessica, of course, but she revelled in it. The wonder of it! Yet, under the joy, the fear of losing something precious. But we were together, and whatever happened, that was not going to change.I'd forgotten what. "Strip, slave! Clothes off -- NOW!" Todd hastily began unbuttoning his jacket, draping it on the chair, unzipping his pants, removing his shirt. Soon, he was setting aside his shoes and socks, with his underwear folded carefully on top, in the corner, against the wall."Sit down, slave," she commanded. Todd sat, not sure what to do next. Mistress Elizabeth shifted the board around, centering it on the table. She looked up at him, holding the leather paddle in one hand. There was no smile on her.