That’s because I took after my dad’s side of the f****y. They all had tiny feet. With my transformation complete, I checked myself in the mirror ...djusted my wig and walked out to show Gigi. ‘Oh my God! s/he squealed walking up to me. ‘You’re adorable!’ But then with a wink s/he got in my face. ‘For a chemo patient! That old wig looks like something people would get to hide the fact that all their hair had all fallen out! And as for these clothes, they look like some frumpy shit you stole from. We left the parking lot and headed downtown to a local bar, it was around 5:30pm when we walked in the door. I walked in with pride as she held my man pulling me in. This bar I had never been into but it looked pretty nice, “What are you drinking?” I asked taking out my MC. “I want to start strong” she said and squeezed her breasts together” I smiled but damn, shit, FUCK… I better get laid today. I ordered two tall glasses of rum and coke, man can this chic drink, I opened a tab and we sat at. His body was so so different than mine, so different than Tommys. His big, strong hairy thighs led to his manly hairy cock and balls. With his hand guiding me towards his big, hard cock, I breathed in and smelt his manly scent, it was strangely erotic and exciting. I planted soft kisses around his cock and and Tommy did the same. “Man, you two are so beautiful” he said and moved our faces even closer together as we now licked at this erect dick. Tommy on one side, me on the other. “Here, lick. Haven't heard the tractor start, yet, so he must still be there." Royce poured a cup of coffee and went out the door, after kissing both of them. Annie looked to see what needed doing and stepped over to finish making the biscuits. She added a couple of large spoonfuls of butter to the mixture. Cathy leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. "WELL! How'd it go last night?" Annie gave her a run down on the things they had talked about, and how all had been shared around. Cathy's first concern was.