’ She smiled as he released her and stepped back a bit as she watched him cut up pieces of cake and pass them out to those that were here. She was s...arting to feel a bit sick to her stomach and wasn’t sure if it was due to the smell of all of the food or the nervous excitement welling up inside of her as time for the presents drew closer and closer at hand. Resting a hand to her still-flat belly for a moment, she smiled secretively to herself and waited, staying busy waiting on their guests. Then oneday it all changed.For several weeks I'd noticed a woman at my favourite coffee shop, eachday she would glance at me a give me a short restrained smile, at timeswhen she thought that I was not looking her way, she would study me indepth. Eventually we would nod at each other when one or the otherentered the shop.A dress lead to our first conversation. On my way home from a shoppingtrip where I'd just bought a floral chiffon dress I dropped in for acoffee and cake. She was already there,. Main use khoob jor jor se chodta. Aise hi jab main use ek din chod raha tha to Sardar aaya, uske saath mein ek 50 ya 55 saal ki ek aurat thi, main Kusum ko chod raha tha. Who aurat aate hi paas main baith gayi aur mujhse lund bahar nikalne ko kaha, jaise hi lund bahar who use haath mein lekar jaise napne tolne lagi, itne mein sardar bola, “kusum yehan aa , chal mera lund moonh mein le kar choos. Main dekhon tune ise kya sikhaya hai?” Kusum sardar ka lund choosne lagi, aur us aurat ne mera lund. Now I wouldn't have to change back anyway. While I was in reform school, a new Federal health regulation forbade anyone in America to change sex using BioConcentrator therapy. Studies had shown that the new women created by it had a higher risk of breast and ovarian cancer than born females, and the new men had a higher risk of testicular and prostate cancer than born males.I was permanently female now, by government decree. Never mind the government! This was what I wanted. I would take my.