I couldn't accept that my parents had agreedto follow the various specialist and health authority recommendationsthat I should be assigned as a female... How could I be a girl?Home and school life was never the same again. I bombarded my parentswith arguments, shouting, crying and tantrums, how could they agree tothis decision. My angry objections were of the same theme "I don't wantto be a girl. I'm a boy and want to do boy things. Not girl things." Icontinued to live as a boy in opposition of. I was officially a stud-hungry, horny little college bitch for him when I left for his apartment wearing the sexy little leopard-print thong bikini bottom under my shorts like girls do. My shorts were a little black pair with metal studs in front that still showed off my sexy ass cheeks and a white girly top with silver sequins that made my C-cup breasts stand out like a girl's. I finished off my outfit with some sexy little girly sandals before heading down to Jock's pad for the night. I left. My bladder was full to bursting so I managed to excite the boys for quite a while.“Oh my god,” said Ray, “Jane you are wonderful. You have really opened up, the peeing is amazing, I never thought I would ever see a girl peeing, not all open and wet and lovely like this. Oh its wonderful...” he began to strop his cock. “Wait a bit, Ray”, said his mother, “don't cum yet, I need to go too, when Jane is finished. Jane, you are disgusting, but its turning me on – I've never seen a woman pee so open. I thought if it was that easy, and from what I knew of my failed attempts that I could certainly do it. She said I probably could, and volunteered herself for me to try. I was quite successful in my first try, but I did make some mistakes in making her feel totally comfortable. I forgot to tell her to blink and instead had her focus totally in my words. This created eyestrain and tears built up until she couldn't handle it anymore and snapped out of the light trance that I had her in. I.