Com Boys will be boys. That's what the rhyme says, but it's not true. Boys can be very pretty girls, if you give them half a chance. I'm one of those...boys that became a girl, and I do not regret it in any way. My name is Janet Grant, I'm 21 now, but maybe some history is in order for you to see how it all happened. Back when this started I was Jeff, a typical teenager, a bit skinny, with acne and stringy hair. Mom had suggested that I try one of her lotions on my face to help me clear up the. "What's your name?" She asked in the sexiest voice I had ever heard. John, I responded, asking her the same. "Amber, nice to me you John. Where are you headed?" I told her why I had been in Phoenix, but elaborated a bit to make it sound like more of a deal than it actually was. She seemed impressed, and I was slowly winning her over. Amber explained that she was headed home to Berkley after spending a week with her boyfriend in Arizona. Amber was a Junior at Berkley. She was quite chatty and. I think nearly is what my captor was going for. It was still possible for me to get breath into my lungs, but at the same time the dildo was down my throat. I wasn’t going to be able to breathe properly once the dildo came out in 10 minutes. Therefore hindering my ability to swallow all the cum that would soon be filling the bathtub again.Anyways, all these stimulations coming from all the different points on and in my body were sending me into orgasm after orgasm. I was literally shaking from. ” She whispered. I nodded and we sat down on the bed together. She slowly undressed, the sight of her beautiful nude body made me wet. I followed suite, but a little shaky. I guess I was a little nervous also. But why shouldn’t I be? This night was going to decide my best friend’s future, no pressure there! I carefully laid her down on the bed and, bracing myself on my arms, leaned over her. “Ready?” I asked. She nodded silently. I started to kiss her, starting at her lips and going down.