His one and only wish was one that he knew he could neverhave; to have been born as one of them. So he simply watched themrunning up and down the fie...d and imagined if it were only him.It was a feeling he'd had since he was very young. So far back that hecouldn't remember if and where he first came across the notion that hewould have preferred it if he had been born a girl. All he knew was thatit was a feeling that was so ingrained in him that it just felt right.Unfortunately he always knew. I arrived bearing a bottle of wine, her mother was dressed in a cotton print dress and looked nice with hint of makeup, she had managed to dry her tears up and from talking to Maria they had come to the conclusion that life must go on, I felt particularly sad for Maria because I knew that she was a daddy’s girl, they had both made an effort and the meal was excellent but I had a bit more wine than I intended partly because they had opened another bottle when we saw off the first, we sat and. In the other corner was another wardrobe which was locked and the key missing,after looking round saw a small jar on the table as I shook it there was a tiny rattle and tipped up and a key dropped into my hand .The wardrobe opened and was the same as the other ,a few draws which I looked into but the knickers were completely different ,there were tiny G-strings most were very shear & see through also there were crotchless ones in various colours ,I held a few up and they were very see. "Now I've fucked and cum in your three holes. You're a proper slut now. A three hole fuck toy." He turned and got himself a beer and went to watch TV. I was defeated. I had been degraded, humiliated and abused. He had used me like a slave. My body ached and I felt like getting sick. I struggled to my feet and made my way upstairs to the bedroom. I showered and went to bed.I was asleep when he came up to bed. I half woke when he switched the light on. Then the bed clothes were pulled off the.