."It's a bitch losing your dick, isn't it?" she said, and before I couldanswer, "life's unfair kiddo, and you've been dealt a hand you don'tknow how t... play. But look at me! I was a guy just like you, until adrunk driver hit my mom's car that is. Unlike you, I lost everythingall at one time, and it was only because everything that defined me asa male was still in my pants that Doc Stickney was able to help me. Oh,I fought it at first, figuring that I would look like a guy in a dress,but I. My penis and scrotum were restored, sore and tender to the touch,but they were back. I held up my hands and squinted at them. They were nowmale sized hands on sinewy and muscled arms. I had grown too. My smallcabin had been just adequate for a woman. Now my male body was hunched upin the space, even more cramped.I gradually sat up and shifted to allow me to straighten my legs, groaningas I did so, but in a man's voice. So the reverse spell had worked theretoo. I lay for a while breathing. I rarely wear Saree, especially when I left for my home town. I then put my hands inside my Saree and removed my panty. That day I wore white panty with light pink color patterns on it. I took panty into my hands and i noticed that it got little wet with my pre cum because I felt little horny when I was stuck with the idea and also I noticed some of my cunt hair sticks to it. I usually trim my public hair frequently at outside parlor where many celebrities usually come to get their public hair. I asked Sam to strip for me – not just remove her clothes but strip for our erotic enjoyment – I stressed the our – it included Joan and Teresa. I then went and sat down again and Sam started a dance what she was hearing in her own head. She started to unbutton and loosen her top. As she did this, so she was playing and pinching her nipples. Then she opened her top but managed to cover her breasts with her hands as she turned then continued her dance as she provocatively allowed us to see her.