Like many aTrans-Girls, I've Prayed to God that I'd wake up a real girl instead of apretend girl that we feel that we are since our bodies do not matc... ourSouls. But God LOVES us and wants for us to be happy. For that reason, Hehas given many ways to achieve our dreams. There are many ways revealed inliterature that many consider fiction. But in Truth, the are linked to thespecial world where the Magic or Science happens.[-][+][-]My name was Christopher Kelly Garrett according to my Birth. I waited until he did call informing him we needed to talk. We met the next Wednesday night at his favorite sports bar. I confessed to him I just didn't feel “us” anymore. He didn't get upset but he focused on the sex issue. I told him that it was only part of the problem. I felt like I was in a rut and I needed time apart. He reluctantly agreed so we parted as friends. I told my parents about our breakup. Dad took it worse than mom. He liked Michael and didn't understand my reasoning (I didn't. We didn't have the bond that you and Victoria have, but he's a good brother, and he'll be in pain. Be there for him, as the friend you've always been." It's time to end this. I love you, my dear. I love you, love you, love you! I wish I had said it so many more times. I wish I had been there for you much more often. I realize now, as I face the end, that my life in reality has been so empty as I have led it. It is fitting that an empty, shallow life will be used to save a full, wonderful. Finally, as he could not hold it any longer, the African let out a cry, “Ohhhhh, I cums in you, I cums in you, baby girl feel my jism spew in you,” as he shook violently with his hard black cock buried deep in her. Another almost not ending orgasm raced through her body as her mouth was sucked by his and she felt his jism exploding in her. He released her wrists and she grabbed his neck and her legs again rose in the air and shook.With a final few thrusts, thousands of African tadpoles began.