Fluffer... sigh. Maybe he'd choke and die on theshaft. It would be one way out of this torment.Those thoughts replayed over and over in his mind unt...l he found himselfcounting backwards from a hundred on a surgical table. When he woke, twolarge mounds protruded from his chest. Reaching up he squeezed his newtitties. There was no way around it. He was more she than he now.Sitting up, he was surprised by the odd feeling of the large breastspulling on his chest. They settled and affected. I was surprised and my heart began to beat faster as I looked up and saw a gap in the blinds about three inches wide. Here was my opportunity. I couldn't believe it. She was moaning as hard as ever, the blinds were cracked and after almost two months my opportunity had finally and unexpectedly arrived. I made a careful survey around me to ensure that no one was around - then I stepped behind the hedge and onto her patio. My cock twitching in anticipation. I positioned myself to hide my. The scotch had not yet effected my brain to the point that arousal was subdued. Within a couple minutes of watching her on the TV my fantasies developed into an erection, such as it was. At this point I need to explain to the reader, all my life I had been embarrassed at how poorly I was equipped. As a school k** I hated gym class, the teasing about my cock and balls reached a new low in high school with names of “Sissy, Girly Boy,” and others left me feeling inadequate.When aroused I was. I stood in front of a rack of videos and gazed at each stud in the store eyeing them from head to toe. The store smelled like sex, which turned me on even more. I then noticed this man in his 50s starring at me. He looked like a construction worker wearing jeans and sweaty t-shirt. He was on the other side of the store, but we made eye contact and he started to move toward me. As he got close, he motioned me to the back room that just held racks of videos. I walked over to the back rack and he.