She looked very uncomfortably back at me during the whole time. I just stood there. I almost had to chuckle – but then again, I knew things that she...didn’t know. I opened my pants and pushed them down easily – freeing my manhood for a moment, which had pretty much returned to its flaccid state. I sighed and recognized how cold it was in the room – save for the meager warmth emanating from the fire. Taking a last glance at where my sister had bedded down, I casually grabbed at the covers over. Before me was a row of ten doors, labelled from left to right: Asia, Africa, South America, Australia, Russia, Physically Disabled, Mentally Disabled, Transgender, Male, and a****l Kingdom. I knew exactly what those labels meant and was curious about all the rooms. So much to do, so little time. I grasped my throbbing dick and squeezed it to center my thoughts, then stepped towards the door marked "Africa". Behind it I found two small seperate rooms, one with a sign ENGAGED, one with the door. Then she told me how she had one of these urges the other day whilst watching me wank into her panties, and how she became angry because she couldn't act on it with me being her nephew. Then she asked if I though she was attractive, I looked at her, she had undone her hair from the usual bun she wore it in, and its blonde waves flowed across her shoulders. Her face seemed somehow different, a little make up and for the first time I looked her square in the eyes, blue and piercing. She was still. I now lookedlike a beautiful and very feminine woman."I hope you are happy with your present appearance, because Iplan to keep you looking like that from now on. You will becomemy new girl friend and live with me in our home, but from now onliving in the guest room, since you now look 100% like a womanand not anything like my husband. We will do everything as twowomen from dating to weekly visits to get our nails and hairdone. I will tell everybody you left me for another woman. Noone will.