And Tim was willing to be that she-male for her. They had even researchedthe steps he'd have to go through to transform him, but the results weren'tp...omising. The costs involved in making Tim curvy enough while stillretaining the functionality of his dick were just too high.But now there was story 2000. If she could find a way to change him intowhat she wanted, she'd be happy and she'd be sure to make him happy. Buthow?It took her about half an hour to come up with a plan. Tim was just. I just wanted to stay away from her. If it was depression that was her problem, she should probably see a psychiatrist and get treated for it, but I hesitated to mention it to her. I could visualize her response if I brought it up and I didn't know if I wanted to tackle that yet.I should tell you about Jill and I before I proceed with my story. We've been married fot ten years or so and we don't have any children because she decided that her career was more important to her. She's 35, quite. . "Too many clothes..." a voice whispered behind me. I looked over the back of the couch to see a pair of bright blue eyes in a dark leather mask. A blonde pony tail stuck out the top of the semi-full mask. Whoever it was, I could see their mouth as they repeated, "Too many clothes..." Her lipstick was a dark purple and covered her full sensuous lips as she licked them. I realized she was talking about me. Emily's hands were on my button and fly before I realized what was happening. I looked at. Joni and I used their bathroom to wash our faces and dry off our pussies. Then we joined them. By the time we arrived almost all of them had already gone through the serving line. I suddenly realized how hungry I was. I ate nothing yesterday but a few bites of toast and a lot of cum.Joni and I went through the serving line. I guess she was hungry too. We both filled up our trays. The men greeted us as if we were actual human beings when we joined them for breakfast. Then we were left alone to.