I was about to expand on it butshe replied before I was able to."Absolutely not, but it wouldn't matter if I did. If you're enjoyingsomething and it's...not harming others, you shouldn't concern yourselfabout what others think of you, Sam." I had recently read an article which had listed the biggest regrets ofterminal ill patients. Guess what the leading one was? 'I wish I'd hadthe courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expectedof me.'"The way she had emphasized the quote told. Here, taste some." She parted her lips, and I poked my pudding-covered head in that soft hole of hers. In and out, lips getting all smeared, pudding leaking out in small globs. I wasn't going to last long like this.I pulled out and re-loaded, asked Meshawn to open up and show me that tongue. She obeyed me, and I smeared my cock over that coral-pink licker of hers, in side-to-side strokes. She playfully nibbled at me with her now chocolate-gooey pearly whites."Mmm, aah! Oh yeah, I'm gonna cum.. I lay there for awhile, with my eyes shut, not thinking about anything and just enjoyingthe feeling.When I did open my eyes, I was shocked to see how I was still dressed. Mybreasts looked huge, and I couldn't see past them.I sat up and looked down at my body... How had it come to this? Thiswasn't a man's body anymore. Why couldn't I stop?I slowly wriggled out of the outfit and my lingerie, and threw them inthe dirty laundry pile, adding to the top of a large stack of feminineclothing already. I only hunt the greatest prey on the earth, man. Not any man, only the female of the species. But age has no consern to me. I take what I want, at any given time, and place, where ever that is. This is from one of my hunts.Monday, noon. I'm heading for city, walk the pedestrian street in center and enters Sears, and I roam the place, looking for a pray. In the department for lingery I spot her, a yount woman, 5'4" and around 120 pounds, nice figure and blond. Discretely I follow her, watching.