Something stirred in me. Energy. My cock throbbed even harder behind my jeans. "Uh oh, who died?" Aunt Emma asked, her face serious. She stopped...sipping her coffee. "Zander and I are having sex." Mom practically blurted out, as if telling her sister that it was cloudy outside. "Say what?" Emma exclaimed, disbelief in her expression ... and ... was that intrigue? It was. So Aunt Emma really was like me and Mom, after all. I felt a bolt of relief shoot through me. "Bullshit, I. Sir Benjamin was the sole sponsor of the scholarship foundation. His aimswere both altruistic and profit motivated. He supported Janet's work inhelping transgender people but also saw how to make money out of the goodcause. Besides many other commercial enterprises, he was CEO of a largepharmaceutical company that had developed the new fast method ofconverting males to females. It was a potential gold mine. The companycould easily have found a transgender subject with which to test out thenew. I enquired about the perceived delay and the guy informed me there had been one, it was not displayed yet as they were awaiting more information. I went to the bar and it was very busy so I ordered a double and found a haven away from the baying crowd, very self aware of my state of undress under my coat. I had thought about calling it off and going to the bathroom and getting dressed, but I wanted to do this, and just sitting there like this really did make me in the mood for sex, it really. I don't know how, but I just... I just know it."You smile, looking her amazingly shapely figure up and down. Yourconfidence begins to build now that she seems to have accepted herposition as your creation. She takes a few steps toward you, and yourheart flutters with excitement."So, you drew me, correct?" She smiles, looking at the pencil. You nod."Of all the ways you could have brought me into existence, you decided togo with *this*."She grabs her huge tits and pulls at them. She lets go, and.