Their legacies faded into myths, their existence forgotten, lost in the midst of time itself.It had been a normal sunny morning, and Fauna was tending...to her bountiful garden. Flowers, fruits, vegetables and various other plants surrounded her, and the garden was bursting with colour and variety. Fauna was around 5 foot 6, with long dark green hair that flowed down her back, stopping just above her bottom. She was wrapped in a thin white cloth, which was the normal clothing for goddesses. She. Mary shuddered, feeling his hands travel down her body, learning the planes and curves, and at the same time, causing an undeniable response in her. She both heard and felt the growl in his throat, then she heard the rip of her long, thin nightdress. Those hands rent it from neck to hem in a single, powerful tug, leaving her entirely bare. The cold night breeze caressed her everywhere his hands and body were not, an equation that changed constantly as he explored.Mary’s body grew heated in. I've neverdone this before. But, rest assured, we've made great progress. Thesethings take time." How much time?" he asked. Grace tried to explain.She'd put him in that pink brassiere at the clinic over her ultimatum butthe sight of his male clothes and the offer of one thousand dollars towalk away from the whole deal was still on Tim's mind. But the point wasnearly moot now. Months of 'charm-school' lessons, months of hormones,laser electrolysis, facial feminization surgeries, breast. But over time, I started viewing kinkier and kinkier stuff; anal sex, bdsm, pegging, bisexual, gay, and finally sissy porn. Sissy porn gave me a raging boner every time, which as a middle-aged man was no easy feat. I tried dating a few women, but the times I was lucky enough to get them in the sack, I found the only way to get and keep a boner was to wish I was her. When she was on her knees, sucking my dick, I fantasized I was on my knees sucking a dick. Just typing this makes me feel dirty.