Reality was going to kick in soon. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and got up to head to the bedroom and get a better look at and feel for my new self...When I got into the bedroom I stood in front of the full length dressing mirror and slowly pulled the sweatshirt up over my new tits and over my head. Looking in the mirror I was impressed. Except for the fact that my head was my normal self with my short male haircut, from the neck down to the waist where my sweatpants started my body was. She only had twocontacts: CALL ME, and ANSWER ME. She chose ANSWER ME.Hearing the swoosh on her end and then on the other end she remarkedobediently, "OMG, I need to be making men cum."This sparked an excited reply from the sissy on the other end of thephone. "OMG, I NEED TO BE MAKING MEN CUM."Back and forth they went until it became a blur and they were saying itas one. "OMG, I NEED TO BE MAKING MEN CUM. OMG, I NEED TO BE MAKING MENCUM." Then all of a sudden, Pansy hung up.Standing in the. . it was the same laced in front top thatheld SaRenna' breasts.... or one just like it. The light turned green soI put it back in the bag, took my manicured, nails painted red, delicatefeminine hand on my gear shift and continued driving home.Parking my car I got out, went to my door brought my keys to the lockand froze. "Well that's not possible," I breathed to myself. Looking atmy very feminine hand I dropped my keys and turned my hand, looking atit. Pretty red painted nails on a small. Andrea was quiet for a few moments, then told me of her experiences with her roommate at college. Andrea admitted when they soaked in the hot tub the previous evening, they had sex in front of her friend.I rested my hand on her leg. Andrea laid her hand over mine and pulled it up her thigh, into her skirt cupping my hand over her pussy. I realized she didn't have panties on and wondered if she sat like that during the church service. She pressed my fingers into her wet pussy and I began to.