She pulled back and I took a deep breath before she plungeddownward again. Her lace stocking tops rubbed against the sides of myface each time she fuc...ed my mouth.I was getting light-headed from the hyperventilation, but as always, Ienjoyed the sensation. I looked up, her satin robe had created a tentaround us, I was in my own little sex-crazed world, a she-male wasface fucking me with her huge prick. Inch after inch slide in untilwith a complete sense of triumph I felt her smooth ball sack. She kept trying harder to be that girl and had herbreasts done which made her look more like a real girl. Her figure hadalso changed from the first day of this adventure and it had becomecurvy with the hormone use and still had more to go. She liked the wayshe felt, feminine and she looked good, but now she felt something else,she felt pretty. She could close her eyes and her feelings wouldn'tchange and she finally got it. Being a woman came from inside not fromthe exterior. She now knew why. The disgust she felt when she realised his moans were ones of pleasure, that he was rubbing himself against the bed covers, harder than she’d ever seen him. The violent way she looped the rope around the back of his neck and through his legs, pushing him to kneel at the foot of the bed as she wrapped the ends of the rope under and over his shoulders before knotting it around the bed frame so that he was unable to move, his bruised back pressed against the wood and his cock leaking slightly,. “Please don’t touch me. You don’t want me.” He laughs and says, “Yes. I do want you You are the one I have been searching for; the one that will make me whole again.” “Whole? What are you talking about, you monster?” “I have searched for the one. You are she. You are from the past lineage of the Dubrinsky clan; you carry their blood and their powers.” “What powers?” I ask. “I have no powers. Yes, my last name is Dubrinsky but I have no powers.” “Innocent one, your powers were bound at infancy.