I felt so sexy and my legs looked wonderful in them.John waited for me in bed. The lights were down with the only light was from the candles lit aroun... the bedroom. He smiled. "You look so good," he said as he patted the bed next to him. He was only wearing silk boxers and I could see that he was very excited.He had me lay on my stomach so that he could massage my back. "You have been such a good sissy." I moaned as he straddled me to rub my back. He took off his shorts and I could feel his hot. Based on Misty's reply, I was accurately describing something we both would enjoy a great deal. I found it hard to think of not enjoying anything I would do with Misty. Misty admitted having orgasms while reading my writings, which was a thrill to me. A longing had been created in both of us that would have to be satisfied someday. That day they both looked forward to despite having no idea when it may be. Both of us were satisfied that the other wanted it as badly. And that was the basis of an. Iwandered into the bathroom and took stock of my reflection. "Not bad," Ithought. My face was like that of a supermodel with tattooed on makeup.My wig, I could now tell, was my real hair and my body was an almostexaggerated female form. My tits were at least a g-cup, I couldn'timagine a belt that would fit my spindly waist, and my legs went on fordays. "I've got kind of a chunky ass though." But how did this happen?" I wondered. "We've been turned into ourHalloween costumes... That crazy LADY!. "What... ?" she began, then turned and looked at Rick and Doug smirking at her."Jack doesn't have the stomach for this. But there ain't nothing like seeing a woman strap on old Tim here," Rick said, reaching down and grabbing Lydia by the wrists at the same time. In a flash the blonde realized what they were going to do to her."Oh God! No!" she cried, staggering back as far as she could. She pulled away wildly. She thrashed her body back and forth, her hanging titties swaying back and forth.