It felt ok. Not at all perverse.“Now, that’s not scary is it ?”“No. It’s quite soft”“Now why don’t you help me out of this dress and y...u can stroke my bum.”Katy unzipped Victoria’s dress and helped her slip her dress off and slid it down her body. Katy looked at her friend’s body. She had a gorgeous pair of breasts, held in place by a beautiful lacy black bra. From the waist down, she was clad in navy blue tights. “Now, if I lie here, on the couch, why don’t you stroke my bum ?”Katy watched as. That’s what he told himself.Retrieving and donning Mina’s panties, he wormed her training bra on over his head and about his slight, girlish chest.Girlish chest, girlish bottom. Girlish boy.“I am a girl,” he complained. “A girl with a penis, testicles, and no breasts.” No ovaries, either, or a vagina or the requisite uterus for making a baby. “I’d be a good mother,” he complained. Of course, he would. Twisting, he eyed his reflection in the mirror.He liked the concept of boys. Boys, not so. ” Saying so, we have had sex in that position for at least ten minutes. Then Shyam rolled me down, without disengaging, and started pounding me in the missionary position. His cock fits my pussy perfectly well. We seem made for each other, on genital compatibility.For another ten minutes he was unrelentingly hard, and fucked me hard and deep. We looked into each other’s eyes many times over. There seems to be a new love developing. That very thought sent me into the orbit, as waves of. The individual mind that's talking to you right this instant isn't the one that was born in your Corvallis, but I've got access to his memories so it makes no real difference. There are several copies of this dimension's original Mark-mind doing various things. When they're finished their tasks, and finish any subsequent tasks they take on, they'll cancel themselves and there'll be none of the original mind for this dimension left, and it won't matter. With nothing to make any of the Marks.