But you should lose these." He squeezes my testicles, whichhave descended from my perineum, where they hide during sex. They aresmall, and flabby. I...blush, for I am self conscious about them, that I have them and thatthey are so tiny. "My hormones shrink them to nothing." I am going to have someone cut them."My heart starts pounding. I want a sex change, not to be mangled by someback room hack. "Is that what you were talking about with Hector?" Yes, that's part of my agreement. I am going. Did I gain some weight? I hope I can fit in that dress. All kinds of thoughts were running through my mind. My breasts were firm, not too big, not too small, average breasts. My stomach flat and my ass tight, nicely rounded, not a trace of sag. The result of swimming every week and fitness. After I dried my body off, I brushed my dirty blonde hair. Tonight I was going to go funky, with a wild look, but not over the top, not slutty. I wanted a look that offset the virgin innocence of my white. Then I pulled back, letting her recover,i wanted her to really enjoy this for a good while. As her breathing returned to normal, I straddled her,picked up the lipstick and reapplied. Then I kissed her full on her open,inviting tiny mouth,i could feel our lips sliding on each other,smell and taste the lipstick as my tongue pushed inside,deep,so deep,round and round,right to the back of her throat so I was tickling her tonsils! My fingers worked their way up her gaping pussy,i was stroking her. “What we need to find is a solution to this matter,” he resounded. I didn’t even think about my next series of moves. I understood now and if my parents thought they would send me to school to learn to survive and prosper, I was going to pass with honors. I did a robot-like double take on the office door checking the lock, and when I had any sense of conciseness, I found my self upon my knees in front of the “good doctor.” “You are a quick leaner,” he said as he unzipped his forty year-old.