"##Thoughts of Biene allowed me to completely forget my own problems. But Istill remembered to turn in the doctor's excuse to get me out of gymclass.A...ter school it seemed very odd for me not to go to the garden house, butto go home instead. Man, I was glad when I could finally take off thosepants.The sport bra left red streaks behind. That couldn't be right? With nonemy other bras had that happened. Now my normal bra felt uncomfortablewhere it lay on the welts. Sighing I took it off again and. .I’m sorry, I wasn’t perving or anything” he said, to this I dropped my towel which had been covering my own partial erection and walked slowly towards him, his mouth dropped open but I didn’t know why.“it’s ok, you can look” I said as a sat next to him on the bench, my erection was getting to its full size of 6.4 inches, then, unexpectedly, he stood up, taking of his bathers revealing his long, thick penis, it was so big that I doubted it was real before he told me to get on my. His arms and legs were skinny and white with a fair bit of grey hair sprouting out from them, his back was white but hairless. The only part of him that was not skinny was his stomach. Not really flabby but more like a taut round bulge protruding out underneath him. Although the man supported himself on his arms and knees, it was his stomach that pressed her firmly into the mattress. He was bald on top with just a fringe of grey hair. His face was probably pink normally but was now almost red. I orgasmed."That's nothing compared to being mounted by a man." Purred Barbara.The extent of my transformation over the last few weeks was clear. Acombination of training, drugs and a carefully controlled diet had turned meinto a pretty blonde babe. It was hard for me to remember how to act like aman. Being a woman was now the norm. The doctors and beauticians were pleasedwith my progress with one exception. Breast size. I was a 34B, but my fianciewanted me to be at least a C cup. With only a.