And I was too busy trying to breathe to worry about where I was in the field.”“How close to the winner did you finish?” asked Terri.“I don’t...really know. If I avoided disqualification for missing the checkpoint, I estimated I finished somewhere between tenth and twentieth. I didn’t realise there was only one runner in front of me until the award ceremony.”“Was that officially photographed?” asked Mum. “It would be nice to have copies since we weren’t able to see it in person.”“I think so but. "Morning Mom," hegreeted her. "So you finally got lucky with Freda?"Of course, it was a rhetorical question. Still, his mother answeredcheerfully. "Sure did. I must say I like this body. And good morning son.Though I wish I could say good morning my daughter."Keegan rolled his eyes. For the last half year, his mother tried to gethim to become a girl. The dress on the door to his bathroom was just thelast, not so subtle, nudge from his mother."I saw that," his mother accused him. "Look. I know I. I’m not usually like that. I was just afraid if I was timid about this, you might say no to me, and be afraid to be with me. I was afraid from your writing that maybe you would be too considerate and gentle, and you’d never want someone like me.” “What do you mean, ‘someone like you’?” I asked. “I’m married. I’m 40 years old. I have two kids. I don’t have anything to offer you except maybe some friendship, and I know I’m not some young, exciting and bouncy…” I stopped her. “No, you’re not. I. I lined it up with her tight ass hole."Oooh that's deviant!" Mounika said excitedly.I sat on the bed and waited. Maddie quickly began to sweat as she attempted to stay up. Beads dripped down her face as she slowly slipped. The dildo pressed into her hole and she cried out. She desperately fought gravity but the dildo slipped further. The deeper it went, the wider it stretched her. She screamed in pain and the beads of sweat were replaced with tears.I rescued Maddie by pulling her to her.