“I see you’re all booked up today.”Tommy frowned at her.“I could use some lessons,” Nancy said. “I can’t get my breathing right. I do th... breaststroke mainly, butterfly kick and all that.”“Uh huh,” Tommy said, adjusting his Speedo. He had tried wearing his cock upright but found the head often appeared above his waistband so has resorted to stuffing the thing down in the front where it often made a hard-to-ignore bulge. This was one of those times. Tommy looked like he had a bag of golfballs in. Then the second round of changes kicked in, and he felt things beginningto shift inside. It wasn't a painful or unpleasant sensation; moreunfamiliar than anything else. He realized that the process of turninginto a she had started.She watched her hair grow rapidly to shoulder length. Her cheekbonesbecame more prominent, her lips fuller, her chin narrower. Her breastsgrew and her hips widened. Her pubic hair assumed a feminine, triangularshape. Gwen had been too excited to follow the rapidly. Now that is a piece of England I wouldnt mind taking a bite out of, A buff guy nudged past me on purpose and threw me a wink over his shoulder. You can look, but you cant touch. Eva called after him. Then Ill look long and hard. And maybe God will answer my prayers. And what are they exactly? I cocked my eyebrow at him and one of his friend wolf whistled. That your clothes will magically fall off that hot ass- I see your making friends already, Jasmine. Miss Stockwell interrupted him and placed. . Hope you enjoy it and Part 2 coming...))))) Back in the early 70s my Mum moved us to America. I was 17 and entering my senior year in the local high school. My 'accent' made me stand out from the crowd of fellow students. That and my lean, athletic build from years of playing football -Soccer to you barbarian Yanks- made getting dates pretty easy.One love lass, Rose Ann, never accepted my invitations to go out but she always seemed to have a steady supply of beaus lined up eager to go out.