What had been dreaded, was now amazingly,fucking, great.Months followed. Bill and Mike introduced theirfriends to Stephen periodically, and they took...care ofhim financially, buying him food, clothing (alwayssexy and feminine), and taking care of his medicalneeds. When he was fully due, a beautiful baby wasdelivered at home by c-section, performed by Bill (whohappened to be a ob-gyn). The baby was perfect inevery way, but the genitalia was unusual. This onewas neither boy or girl, but had. So I walked over, and she was standing on the toilet, trying to cover her giant cans with our curtains. I stepped into the shower and really didnt see a spider, but pretended to kill one anyway so I could leave. As I walked over to throw away " the spider I killed" I did see a very real spider crawling towards her foot. Before I could tell her to move, she saw it and jumped off the bowl and I guess she thought I was ready to catch her. She knocked us both down and landed on me, with her giant. Steve touch it, then opened it to see that it was a thong. He looked up, “Wha … yours?” I nodded. He glanced at Bob, then Chris, and back to me. “It … it’s wet.” Indeed. The small amount of cloth covering my pussy was quite soaked from my juices.I stepped back and Chris exited the booth to settle our bill to our room. I watched him for a moment, then turned to Bob and Steve. “Yes, very much so.” I put my hand out, “I was hoping you might help me with that problem …” They were sliding out of the. (The sex was so good, I sometimes regretted waiting.) He paid for my electrolysis, and my hormone replacement therapy. He paid to fix my teeth and to surgically change my face into a more feminine shape. He bought me my boobs. These wonderfully bouncy C cups that were at this moment, always threatening to spill out of my low cut, bright red, backless, spaghetti-strapped evening gown, but never quite doing so, and thus, disappointing the dozens of high-powered conservative men at this.