My jeans and sweater had become a cute little short-sleeveddress. My face and body had become a little girl's face and body - frommy sandaled feet up ...o the ribbon tying back my hair.I smiled at myself then laughed. I'd gone through this change a dozentimes now and still hadn't become used to it.I dropped down to the floor and tossed the pebble onto the bed as Imoved toward the mirror. It bounced off and thudded to the carpet,making me stop in mid-stride.What if it had bounced under the bed?. Her body was getting banged around. I could hold back no longer. I buried my cock in her ass as hard and far as it would go. I erupted in her ass. Load after load of gooey cum deep in her ass. I left my cock in her until it got soft. I slid it out and took a quick shower. She was still laying on the bed in the same position as when I left her. I figured, if I dress her, she may not know what happened until tomorrow when her ass feels different or she shits out cum. I was going to dress her and. A man and a woman brushed past me and made their way into one and, as they opened it, I noticed that they looked to be some kind of bedrooms. I turned around and again went through the crowd, but once again must have gotten turned around because the next wall I made it to again didn't have the booths, but instead there was a long row of sex machines. I saw a man obviously dressed in drag (but not nearly as convincing as I) cuffed to one that was similar to the machine I was originally trained. I would blush and make a mess of myself.I left work and called him on my way home. I pulled to the side of the road stunned when he called back. I told him, yes, I think I feel love. Tell me I’m not crazy, this really hasn’t all been in my head. There really is a chemistry between us. We needed to talk more. So many questions and feelings. From that day on, I couldn’t stand to be touched by anyone but him. We met on several early mornings, discussing our feelings and trying to figure out what.