I was fingering myself. My body desperately attemptedto suck in my fingers. I was panting and moaning even harder now. I knewin the back of my head th...t my dick was completely gone now. I wasmasturbating as a woman. But the only thing on my mind now is pleasure.And I was getting it. I let out one final loud girlish scream that musthave shook the walls! But my new body came and I was a happy, satisfiedman turned woman.My body was tired from top to bottom. The transformation and jacking offtook. She didn't have Davis for history this semester. But then, Ballard wasn't looking at me and picturing his old flame."Alright now, boys," Ballard started. "Ima big enough man ta admit when I'm wrong. What you boys said about these girls — well, 'bout this here Program, anyhow — well, you was right." A couple of the guy cheered and they all moved a bit closer. "Simmer down, now. I wouldn't let a one-uh-you touch my truck, I ain't about ta let you have at these two without at least a word or two.". " So if you were happy there, how come we are having this interview today? What changed?" I changed. Like I said before, a bimbo isn't a mindless slut, she's a girl for whom a lot of the time thinking and worrying is far too much effort."For nearly two years I was that kind of girl. Happy to just serve my coffees and suck my cocks without a care in the world. I was so blasé about intelligent thought that there was even a six month period where I descended into speaking in the third person.". I picked up the phone and started to dial but then put phone back down. I did that several times thinking what I would say but needed time to think.Several days went by and I kept looking at the paper with the number and would get hot thinking of it so very much!!Then I decided to call.A sexy voice came on the phone and said Hello.I paniced and hung up but was not more than 30 minutes later I just had to call back!!!This time I said hi back.My voice was quivering but so wanted to talk with him.