Allison pulled up to the front of the school and parked in a visitors’ space. The main building dated from the Elizabethan period and had been exten...ively restored and converted according to the prospectus. A young woman, who said her name was Carol Simpson, met her in the entrance hall. Allison was taken down a wood paneled hallway; at the end of the hall there were two doors. One was marked ‘Headmaster’s Offices’ and the other ‘Punishment Room’. The secretary opened the office door and let. I reached up to draw the top of my sweater open...Kathy brought me out of my fantasy when she stepped in front of me and started looking at me from head to toe. She was giving me a final inspection before forcing me outside dressed as a woman. We are about the same size and height, and looking at her was like looking at a reflection of the sex I was going to become. It was really happening! She was forcing me to dress as a woman, and hopefully to have a sex change, to become a woman! And. I have an older sister named Sara, who is several years older than my brother and I at 25 (lust baby perhaps? lol), but she has not lived at home for some time and only comes to visit a few times a year. Our dad passed away a few years ago from lung cancer. He was quite a bit older than my mother and smoked like a chimney, but he did well for himself and made sure we were taken care of financially before he left us.My mom is beautiful… tall, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, and she has a nice butt. I laughed a bit as I asked to take a look in her trunk. Of course, she did have a spare tire and in just a few minutes she was set with a small doughnut tire in place. She asked what she owed me, and with a twinkle in my eye, I said nothing, I was just glad to help. She then asked if I was there with my family or if I would like to join her across the bridge.Spending more time with this beauty was certainly appealing and I agreed after wiping my hands clean and tossing the rag in the trunk.