She doesn’t look all that scared though, so she may be warrior material once she grows a bit more. Are those bumps really breasts under that clothin...?”Jeeka came back with a louder and more confident, “They are, and I am going to have big breasts to provide milk for John’s children later.”Deelia smiled her delight at this bravado. “Looks like she will fit in, John. Good choice.”John told her, “Malloka is the one who has become my wife, more by accident than choice, but she is happy about it,. "Good night. You can keep the wig, Katie, it suits you." Thanks. Good night." I opened the porch door and slipped out walking home as fast as I could in my heels. My mind was in turmoil. Did I want to be Katie or Simon? Did I want to go out with Rebecca or Lara? Did I regret my actions? I was still considering my thoughts when I got home.The next day I visited Rebecca, telling her nothing of the night before. I did tell her about my new transgendered friend Lara though. "Perhaps she'd like to. They even sent me a book to read about them. It’s really interesting.”“That’s great then,” said Buffy smiling at her s*ster. “Have a fun day, oh and those tight beige pants look great on you, turn around, yep they fit perfectly... you have a nice ass little s*ster,” she said, as she gave it a playful little spank.“Thanks,” Dawn smiled back, happy that Buffy wasn’t scolding her over her chosen attire. “You look pretty good too, love the way that t-shirt fits, nice and tight,” the girls smiled. "Um... If it's mostly sugar then why does it taste kinda salty? I mean, why do people say it tastes salty?" You fucking dumbass! Tastes? So embarrassing... Christine blushed as she heard a few chuckles from the boys. "Well..." Vasiliev was startled by his young student's response. "Some people believe that the taste receptors for sweet are on the tip of the tongue not the back of the throat." The class erupted with laughter and Christine sank into her chair, mortified. Oh my God... How fucking.