?" the oddly had become the strangely."You know, Like the 'genie' from my 'magic wand', only big and evil! But he's a prince: And together we turned t...e thing back to just glass!"Diedra looked at Steffani's mother for help.Mrs. Kane touched her own head. "She got hit on the head." Oh!..." Diedra said. Looking back at her best friend in the whole world, she said, "Poor, Steff. She's lost in la-la land." Why doesn't anybody remember a 20 ft--40 foot! tall, glass monster?!!" Steffanie cried in. What I'm I going to do?My wife is interested in seeing other men ... Because of me? ...What should I do? ... If I stopped now, Tammy wouldn't believe I wasfinished as a cross dresser. She'd probably find a way to divorce me... A reason! ... I had to continue ...Jean ... It had to be Jean ... Tammy was being coached by Jean ...Maybe hours of brainwashing ... That's it ... Not my fault ... I'm across dresser ... I'm not gay ... Why did I agree with Jean aboutMark? ... Yeah ... He was built! .... This was long and thick and as he shaved he appeared even bigger.There was a silence as I stared at it, my eyes transfixed, 'You like it', he asked knowing fine well I did, as I made no effort to escape or raise the slightest objection.Even as he walked towards me it remained rigid and upright, not bobbing around as most men's do, this was hard, shiny and rigid.I raised my eyes as he drew near me, he like me was transfixed on my breasts, my nipples imitating his penis in rigidity, and he. Obviously, I was not alone. As a matter of fact, it was through the Internet that I had come to be such a skilled and accomplished cross dresser. I had found a transformation salon in the city that catered exclusively to people like me. The only problem was that it was expensive and my forays there were limited. College kids with part-time jobs don't have a lot of discretionary money. The lady who ran it, a real one I might add, however, took pity on me and threw in a lot of freebies. .