It just happened. I think of it like osmosis, where elements of my consciousness somehow transferred into her consciousness, until it felt like we’d...known each other all our lives, and had been best friends for the same amount of time.That first manifested itself when, one night, she got out of the tub in our apartment and walked over to her bed, drying off, as if walking around in the room naked like that was completely normal. I was reading my psychology textbook at the time, and glanced. Will you like my current girlfriend? I thought it was her I was rushing to meet. I’m sure you’d like her. She’s pretty and sweet and kind, funny. We met through a common friend, you know her, they work together. They were lovers but it didn’t last, their needs were not the same. Blushing now, knowing that you will ask and I will shake my head no. She’s not like that, not like you. For a long time I thought I wanted someone like you, but found I didn’t. Or not for long. Passing fancies that. Maybe I wordedit wrong. It's not that I want to PRETEND to be you as much as I want toBECOME you." Mike began to run his hands over Pamela's half naked body.He paid particular attention to her breasts and the swell of her hips andrear."Mike, what is it that you're trying to tell me, that you're atranssexual?" Pamela's fears suddenly returned."A what? No, no. It's just that I want to try being a woman for a change.Nothing permanent you understand, just temporary. A few days at most,that's. ” I was grinning from ear to ear. My dick was now rock hard as she leaned over to change the radio station, showing me a large amount of cleavage, I could nearly see her nipple.She answered back “I know, trust me, you are just a little bit obvious about it hahahaha, but anyway, can I tell you something?”“Sure”“You have been watching me more than you have the road, and this is not safe now pull over and let play with your friend down there” was I hearing right.I looked at her puzzled wondering.