I remember the new weight of my growing breasts being a constant reminder of my loss. The slit between my legs was another reminder, one that kept me ...ware of my missing penis.Every day, week, and month brought more changes to me. I saw things differently, heard them differently, smelled, tasted, and felt them all differently. My body changed more and more, devouring my masculinity and slowly replacing it with the body of a woman. My thin frame filled out, shaping my figure into a series of. We stayed the night at Delhi Airport as we had our next flight to Simla within 3 hours. We reached Simla at 8 am the next day. I was back in one of the most beautiful Indian cities.It was January so the temperature was perfectly close to 0°C. There was snow almost all around! We checked into the hotel as a couple. Prajakta and I went to our room on the 4th-floor hand in hand. The bus boy was walking right behind us with Prajakta’s luggage. But we really didn’t care.I don’t really know whether. He was telling the truth. A relationship with Bobbie had crossed his mind plenty of times, but like Bobbie, he refused to even consider it. He valued their friendship too much. ‘I won’t tell you, so don’t worry,’ Bobby said, squeezing her eyes shut as she tried to contain tears that were threatening to spill from her eyes. ‘You’re great Bobbie, and I’d be lucky to have you, but you’re my friend,’ Tim went on, not quite sure who he was convincing, himself of her. He didn’t have to convince her. Pushing me on the bed he pounced on me and teasing ripped off my Salwar and kurta and I moaned as BIL hands caress my ass and squealed lightly and kneaded them as if he was making chapatti atta.The kneading continued and I was already in anticipation of royal fuck and I was getting wetter and wetter. My wet cunt was now dripping anticipating of a mind blowing fuck. My legs parted on their own accord and he reached down to carry his squeezing into my inner thighs and finally my soaked cunt.I.