." she said, seeing the guy type in response. What came after wasn't words, but a picture of what looked like a ten-inch cock. The large, veiny, and t...nned thing was massive, making hers sort of get a little hard in response. 'Good little sissy. Getting changed for a real man. Suck it,' the reply was. To Alex's knowledge he was straight, but had never really been with a girl. Alexia on the other hand felt the challenge needed to be answered. "He didn't shoot me down for my looks, meaning I am. . final."I didn't ask for this, for fuck's sake," she'd told Deborah angrily."I've never had any reason to doubt my gender. Now because of whathappened I'm stuck somewhere between the two. Can't go back, and notsure about going forward."Gender identity may have been the biggest issue Evie -as she'deventually come to think of herself as- had been left with, but it wasby no means the only one. Her physical health recovered well, hernutrition and weight improving, and she lost her scrawny. The second had a suction cup behind the fake ball sac, it took the naïve Katie a few minutes to figure out its purpose. She set the unnamed cock on the bed beside her and focused her attention on “Marcus”, gripping it with both hands. She rubbed the lighter colored head against her throbbing rigid nipples, marveling at the sight of the darkness against her pale skin. She nested the cock between her hanging breasts and trapped it there by pressing the soft warm boob flesh around it. Her tits. Indeed, it happened to be an old photograph of herself!In fact, Eve still remembered the day and night she first visited Brooklyn quite clearly. She had traveled to Brooklyn by bus in search of her Russian roots. That first night she had trudged through dirty slush and a howling wind to find the Brooklyn Banya.The brass door opened as she approached. A heavily tattooed matron, cigarette dangling from her wide mouth, naked to the waist, invited her in. The cyka blyat took her by the hand and.