I was getting pretty tired of that but there was little I could do about it. I had always been a little small for my age and his hands were so very st...ong.“Do you feel how wet that is? That’s your cunt juice practically dripping on down. Add to that the precum I’m drooling at your entrance, and I’m pretty sure I won’t have much difficulty getting this beast inside you.” I could feel him rubbing against me, spreading the wetness. I wasn’t ready, but I no longer had any say in that.I could feel. Then Carol, Amanda and I went back to my house. This time I allowed them to just walk naked between the houses. I stood behind them admiring the view. I did not allow showers at my house either. I did ensure that both houses had the CD playing continually during the night. I did not know exactly how this really long exposure to the music was going to affect the results I had seen so far. Should have thought to test out that aspect also. Oh well, no use crying over spilled milk. I had Carol and. But having my pussy licked and tongued was now one of my favorite pastimes and I just loved the boy or girl who did it to me. I always made sure they were well-rewarded for their sweet lickings.Danny and I began having sex-filled days during the week with me getting up soon after our parents left for work and going in and getting in his bed so we could start the day right.It was after about a week and a half when he said something that changed things."We've been doing this so much," he panted,. Can you tell me more about how you felt then?"I tried to remember what I'd felt years ago before I heard of the ideaof being transgender, and considered how much I wanted to tell her. "Atfirst, it felt like I wasn't me anymore? And then, as I thought aboutit some more, I realized I'd never quite been me to begin with. I meanI'd never had body that felt right, even though it wasn't so bad beforepuberty and I could live with it."Then I had some dreams that helped me figure some of it out. .