This was not a magical transformation; it was allscience.Of course, after thinking about how I had become a girl, my main concern wasthat I'd become a...girl. I was pretty used to being a guy. I felt vulnerable,and, by the look of my arms, I was going to be really weak even once Iregained my strength. I had soft tits, soft hips, a soft ass, and a tightlittle tummy. I had a little tuft of blonde, blonde hair right above . . . Ihad a vagina. I had labia, I had a vaginal canal, and I presumably had. " Sometimes," she said, "I wish you were the gay one." Sometimes," I said. "I think I might be."Alex seemed to freeze in my arms and I wondered if I went too far too soon. Hours ticked by and she didn't say anything. All my hard work hanging on a thread.Finally, she said: "What are you saying?" You should be with me, Alex."Her read rotated to me, her face was red from crying but she was beautiful. I kissed her. For the first time, I kissed my best friend.Her tongue was soft, softer than I had. I thought, oh no if we share a room will something happen? As we entered the room we de-kitted, taking our stab vests and belts off. As this was a spur of the moment thing, we had nothing with us: No change of clothes, no nightwear, nothing. I excused myself and went to the bathroom, I needed a moment to think. How am I going to get through the night?I saw a bathrobe so decided to change out of my uniform leaving just my bra and thong on and put it over me. As I exited the bathroom, Fitz was in. Carefully looking directly into his hazel eyes, she spoke these words carefully so as not to hurt his feelings, "I just have a problem making love before we're married. I mean you knew before we started dating I am a strong believer in good Christian ethics and to have sex before marriage is wrong!"Alex knew by the way she said this that to approach it anymore would just spark a fight and this was the furthest thing from his mind. He and Joanne very rarely quarreled but when they did it was.