But I hadn't changed age. Sothe transformation hadn't quite gone as hoped. Presumably with the magicworking on the intention that a 60 year old woman ...ould wear this dress,I transformed from a 60 year old male into a 60 year old female versionof myself.Now it wasn't all bad: I still felt good being female. There was stillthe amazing feeling of rubbing my hand across my crotch and feeling nopenis, just folds of a vulva behind my pubic hair.What's more, 60 year old female me was far more sexually. Wo kapde dho rahi thi, kapde dhotte waqat mai chori se uske samne se chakkar lagane ke bahane uski chuchio ko dekh kar masat ho raha tha jab kapde dhone ke baad use vo nichodne lagi to pani ke saath uska suit gila ho gya jisse uski chuchi ka ubhar aur niple bade aram se mujhe dikh gaye usko b thodi sharam ayee to vo apne kapde change karne room me me chali gayee.mai bhi jhat se keyhole me se dekhne ke liye apne room me chala gya mera to bhag khul gya maine dekha ke usne apna shirt utara to. Cody was just as madas I was. We supported each other in how hard it was. We felt sorry foreach other and ourselves. What happened if the others at school foundout? We would be the laughing stock in the whole school.When I tried speaking to Mum about it, she just responded that shealready paid for it and I would have to do it."Mum, I don't want to do ballet." I already paid for it. You have to." I never said I wanted to do ballet." But you did the exercises at the bar." So-" You didn't complain. It made me actually rarely horny. I took off my pyjama bottoms but fell backwards with my arms and legs everywhere and I saw Emma looking at my pussy, which must have looked a bit gooey. I get very wet very quickly when I get turned on. “You naughty girl! Look at her,” said Laura. “Yeah ha ha! You thinking about the pizza boy?” Said Emma. “No, I’m thinking about you Emma.” “Eh?” “Emma…we’ve been friends for how long, three years?” “Yeah why?” She said. “In all that time, you’ve never kissed.