" That morning Jacques had placed a call to Dr. Villiers,a colleague, who specialized in sexual reassignment surgery. I had anappointment with him the...following morning, and I wanted to know whatI was getting into. "What's going to happen tomorrow morning?" Dr. Villiers will conduct a more traditional physical examinationthan I've performed on you," Jacques chuckled. "He will assess theprogress of your feminization, and establish a schedule for yoursurgery." What exactly would that involve?" I. "What if I don't want you?" Mike teased, steadying himself by putting one hand on her head.Judy smiled at him confidently, and ran one finger up the hot length of his stiff, ready prick. She paused to scratch the underside where the glans curved up toward the slit.Mike looked fondly down at his sister. She was sitting on her heels, her back very straight. Her breasts jutted out boldly, the twin peaks of her nipples looking like tiny volcanic peaks. Between her lush pale mounds he could see the. Then we moved downsome steps, I bounced a little on his shoulder with each one. That mustbe the steps at the rear of my home. That meant the van was parked in thequiet road behind. I could hear the engine running now and a door slideopen as I was placed on a hard surface. It was cold and I could even feelit through the layers of sheet."I'll just get her secured and we can go," Gavin said as I felt myselfpushed up against the wall of the van. Something else was pulled acrossmy body. Several. “After I potty, could you please use a warm damp cloth to clean my vagina, and then use your tongue on my crack,” asked Dawn? The girl smiled and nodded yes. After she was done, Dawn stood up and held her dress above her waist so that her vagina was exposed while the young the girl gently used a wash rag to dab the folds of Dawn’s pussy while she sighed and leaned against the wall as her pussy received it’s bath. “All done Ma’am, said the girl, “would.