" So what are you proposing?" he asked. "You know my concerns." Well I'm not suggesting you go up there and actually let her do youwhile you talk her ...hrough it. I thought maybe if you told her what guyslike."Smiling he got up and went to the kitchen, when he came back he wascarrying two large popsicles. "Training aids," he smiled. "Oh and we'realmost out by the way." He headed upstairs to her room."Sophie, are you sure you're ok?" she asked with concern.Sophie started crying, "I'm all fat and. "Yes, I'm going to have your male genitals removed andreplaced with female genitals."Patrick stood there silently, not wanting to believe what he had heard."Isn't it exciting," Mrs. Winthrop said. "You get tobecome a little girl. You'll be an even better playmatefor Anna." I don't want to be a girl," Patrick complained."Why not?" Because I'm a boy," Patrick replied."Well, once you become a girl you won't have that reasonanymore." Please," Patrick pleaded, "don't make me become a girl." Don't. I wanted to try this new idea out, and immediately considered my mother's wide white buttocks. Within the week I approached mother before bedtime, hoping to gain entrance to this part of her anatomy that very evening.She was knitting on the couch, and I sat next to her and asked if she would consider something new. I admit I was shy about the whole affair, up to now, my mother controlled our coupling.She just looked at me sweetly but didn't reply, I was still her young son. I put the question. He was moving again, circling her like a predator; she fidgeted again, knowing he was looking her body up and down. Despite his assurance that she wouldn't be hurt, she was incredibly nervous. What was he doing? His hands at her waist surprised her and a sharp "Oh!" escaped her lips. His touch was soft but possessive, and he moved close behind her once more. "You're wondering what I'm going to do, aren't you?" he asked softly, his fingers pulsing just slightly against her skin making her.