She was in no hurry to cover up and spotted my shed at the side of the backgarden to which she asked " If we go in there I can show you in more detail... if you want". Well the wife was out the house empty and didnt seem to be any neighbours around, so yes of course I agreed.I was extremely nervous but beginning to feel very hoggrny at the prospect of having this girl willingly in my shed. I was wearing t shirt and shorts which were getting tighter by the second. My shed is a proper man cave and. Embracing for what seems like hours he holds her until his cock withdraws on its own accord. Sara, exhausted, thinks that the night is over but to her surprise he leads her to the shower where the lights are kept off, and the blindfold is finally removed. In total blackness they step into the cascading water and he proceeds to wash every centimeter of her flesh not once but twice. His touch is a loving caress; a sincere appreciation is conveyed through his fingertips. It is a wonderful feeling. All of the extra weight and body hair he had as a man simply vanished into his rapidly feminizing form. Curt's skin was now soft and supple all over. His shoulders, arms, and hands shrank to match his body. Curt's stomach became flat and taut. His waist, hips, and ass reformed to give him an unquestionably feminine appearance. His legs lengthened and became exquisitely shapely. Every aspect of Curt's masculine body was changing to match Carissa's feminine body.Then, Curt felt his chest. She asked for it. He did not doubt that her mistreated nipples hurt like hell, but was not going to cause her any permanent injury – not when he was letting the circulation return to her nipples after such short intervals. She would never be able to accuse him of going soft on her when the chips were down.It did not help her state of mind that her knees were burning from having to remain in a kneeling position and her shoulders aching beyond bearing from the double hammerlock position. She was.