“How can these great looking women pose forpictures like that?” Tommy said, looking at a pictureof a lady with all of her private parts ...howing. “Iwould just die if someone was looking at pictures ofme like that!” We examine the picture very closely.She had really big breasts and she was holding bothof them up like a bra would. She was sitting with herknees apart and her pussy in all it’s color on fullview! “I can see some wetness down. “Mister, you had better—““No, I just mean that I have a job offer from Tony,” you say, sort of telling the truth. Your friend, Aiden, said his older brother Tony is always looking for somebody to help with his lawn care business. You know how to mow a lawn and run a weed whacker. Tony is a meathead, but he has always been pretty nice to you.“Well, I don’t know who that is,” says your mother, picking up loose clothes from your floor and tossing them into your laundry basket. “All I care is that. The right man would bring out the best in him. He wouldstart wearing makeup and he would start styling his hair again in prettystyles after letting it grow. He would color his hair blonde and addsoft curls. He might also have some plastic surgery to make him feelmore like himself. He had always wanted boobs...big ones...well not toobig, he didn't want to be a caricature of a woman. Maybe some work onhis face. He could make his nose smaller and his cheeks higher and ofcourse his lips. Then another man stepped forward and set the paper smock over my chest and hips. My nipples instantly reacted to the material - itching a little bit in a strange way.Dr Aberdeen spoke. "Take her back to the examination room and make sure she is comfortable. I'll be there in a few minutes."Shock went through me as I heard myself referred to with the feminine pronouns of 'her' and 'she'. Yet another sign of the profound change I was experiencing.The orderlies wheeled me back down the hall. This.