And as I did so, the sinking knowledge of justwhat the sickness and bleeding really were soaked in. Itwasn't food poisoning, which would have been muc... morecomforting, or even internal bleeding. At least not of thesort that I had thought. "I'm having a... a..." I stared down at myself, atthe marks of femininity, which protruded from my chest,visible even beneath the clothes I was wearing, "I'm havinga Goddamn PERIOD!" At that very moment, I didn't know whether to let outa scream of horror, a. From hugging him I got a little bit of this scent but it was intense straight from the source, it was intoxicating. I felt myself getting more and more excited as I stroked him. I could tell he was getting more excited too, with his member turning hard in my hand.My eyes went from his eyes back down to his cock. It appeared to be standing at attention. I looked at it straight on, from the side, I really wanted to check it out. Once I had my fill of looking I moved my face closer to it. Slowly I. The servant picked him up and kissed him once on the cheek. Tears streamed down as she cradled his tiny body in her arms. Together they penetrated through the chilling mist of the border-crossing bridge, leaving the lines of carriages due for another transit post in Beinn Dearg. Indeed, they were heading further North, the most unfavored destination for any man wishing to blend with the civilization. ”Tis silence and peace, lad, I promise I’ll be here,’ she whispered. What am I to do, Laird,. I turned, smiled, touched, caressed, pouted, kissed, and the woman in the mirror did all the same things. It was amazing. I know, I know, we all look better when we look at ourselves in the mirror as opposed to how we look in real life, but for me, THIS WAS REAL. And I really loved it. No matter what anyone else saw tonite, I saw REAL. As I walked towards the bedroom door, my breasts started to bounce. I loved it, but I did not become erect, or even semi. I was soft, flaccid. I guess.