.. Well here I am..." Then, just several hours earlier, Heather had just broken up with her latest jerk boyfriend. She was furiously ranting about how...all men were pigs... and when Dennis felt hurt at that, she smiled and told him, "Not you. You're different." It was at that moment that Dennis finally forged the courage he needed. He looked back at Heather, and asked, "Will you go out with me tonight?" "You mean like... a date?" Heather had gasped, looking completely shocked. The very. I reached down and held it steady while she tried again. I was squeezing the base of my cock hard, trying to keep it straight as she pressed down against it, "Uhh, ooh..." Her tight cunt wrapped around the head of my dick and we both sighed as she steadily sank about half of it into her. Her hot glove felt incredible and I opened my eyes to see my sister's face, inches away, mouth open, head back, eyes shut and rolled upward, a breath creeping out her lungs as she sank further onto my cock. I. . Everyday I just hate myself and I hide what I truly feel." He placed his hand on my knee and my heart began to pound. I had no idea where this was going and I honestly didnt want to find out. "Listen, Scott," I interjected, "I accept your apology but you really should get going, I have homework and—" My sentence was left at only a fragment as my words had been interrupted by soft, supple lips connecting with mine. I pulled back instantly and wiped my mouth on my sweathirt sleeve. Scott only. There was a notice to report. So ... I did. I had to appear at my local doctor for a complete physical and passed ... mostly. I was still listed as emotionally deficient. Then I had to appear at my local board.There were two military officers and a civilian on the local board. The subject of 'transferee' came up."How old are you?" asked the civilian."Which body?" Oh ... I like this one," said the Army Captain."I'm a transfer," I said. "This body just turned 18. My other body was 22. 23 now.".