"Going for broke, I relaxed my voice as much as I could and stated, "Myvoice never changed, but I definitely started puberty."She pulled back surprise..., "Oh my God you sound like a-" Girl," I finished for her. "Yeah I know. Plus my Dad was really tall,and as for strong it's just my insane addiction to exercising, I didn'tget those from puberty. As far as the rest, after about 3 months takingthe testosterone I did start seeing changes, just not what we expected.My chest started getting puffy. The night was going very slow with all the usual office politics so I asked Jen if she'd like to go somewhere abit more lively, so we headed off together.We'd only been walking for 10 mins when she grabbed my hand and brought me down a side street, she started kissing me and rubbing my hard cock throught my jeans, I was rock hard in seconds!I pulled her short skirt up and was happy to find she'd gone commando, her shaven pussy was already wet as I slipped a finger pasted her swollen lips, she. Maybe she was a bit screwed over in the head, and she couldve just as easily found someone on her own side- its not like she had a problem finding one who would gladly start any sort of relationship with her… But something about this demon got her attention. Something about this demon caused her to flirt and slowly bait him closer and closer to her- until there was absolutely nothing but clothing separating them. Sounds easy enough, dont you think? ~~~ He loves the way she feels around him as. She has an intense fear of being locked inside a toilet cubicle, of being stranded with no way out as some dark form towers over her, forcing her to lower her panties around her ankles, to display herself naked before him, to squat with widespread legs and splash her ‘pee-pee’ against the pristine porcelain as he delights in her desecration. She’s not claustrophobic; elevators cupboards, the cramped spaces of The Underground hold no fears but the necessary act of urinating in a confined space.