My hips and tush had become full and rounded, causing me to affect a fluid, natural undulation as I walked. My pert titties had swelled to an overfull...B-cup. Their areola were much larger and darker now. The nipples had becomesuper-sensitive and seemed forever erect.The extreme feminization had taken its toll on my psyche as well. I had become a simpering, submissive little playtoy. I yielded willingly to Melissa's insistence that Cassandra, not Matt, accompany her everywhere in public. We. It was different and yet so completely pleasurable. He slowly started to push his tongue inside me which made me want him to fuck me so badly. “I really want you to fuck me,” I told Wes. He did that cute bottom lip bite he always did and then reached for the lube and condoms. “You don’t have to use a condom, I want you to cum inside me,” “Okay, sure, that would be hot as fuck,” he replied. He squirted some lube on his finger and began rubbing it around my arsehole. He squirted more lube. I was just five when it happened. A little girl playing in the park innocent to the world. I notice you did not look surprised when I told you this man before you in his thirties was once a little girl. Nor should you be surprised. After all many people instantly changed gender on that day. And many found themselves a different age altogether. I was one such person.As I was saying. I was happily playing in the park that day. It was a sunny afternoon and I was a happy little girl, for Daddy had. ..keep that shiny black stocking on your face!'While Kev got changed I put on some silver tights, over black pantyhose, black panties and wore my business jacket heels and wig. When I returned we both examined each other. I smiled as I caressed his arse through the layers. He had panties and leotard over the tights and over these was a tight shiny girdle. I put my hands on his shimmering buttocks, drew him close to me and kissed him passionately through his stocking mask. He responded by.