I think she likes Hanna," I thought to myself."This is ... well, it's almost unbelievable! I don't understand your offer. I mean who would I be workin... for? What are the hours? How much does the job pay? And just what all is involved?" Hanna asked in a rush.The girls all giggled and I laughed. "You would work for me, and you would live and travel with us," indicating the girls."Yeah, we live on a train," Abby informed her."You live on a train?" Hanna parroted."Actually, we ARE living on a train. Her pants were nice and tight, and they did have a low-ridingwaist, but she felt she'd be even more arousing if she were to show more skin,tease more eyes with a skirt that threatened with each step to expose the smooth,tight curves of her ass cheeks. She imagined a cool breeze teasing up her skirt,sliding across the wetness her aroused pussy was causing. She stopped dead ? withthe image in her mind so securely, she had to act. ?I need to find a washroom,? she explained to the confused Sarah,. Her whole body was trembling, tears were still pouring from her eyes, which were so wide they threatened to pop right out of her head. Now, I’d bottomed-out in other girls I’d fucked, but I’ve never popped my cock through a girl’s inner-hole before. And like I’ve been saying all along, I couldn’t help myself. Feeling the intense pressure of her cervix spreading over my cock head made my next spurt of sperm shoot with more intensity than it should have, considering it was the fifth round I’d. At least it means that my transformation has worked and I am now a believable woman. Seeing her reminded me of the way things used to be, before He found me and before He showed me my true self. Some days it's harder to remember than others. When I see myself in the mirror and I see my fake, almost plastic boobs and my platinum blonde hair, my highly arched eyebrows and my thick, juicy dick sucking lips, after all of these like awesome changes, even I forget that I'm a man.I wasn't always like.