She heard branches crack beneath his feet. Closed her eyes. He took her right foot. Tied it to what she could not tell. Stretched her legs apart. Tied...her left foot so that she could not move. He took her arms, pulled them above her head, parted them and tied her wrists. Expertly, softly yet secure. Her back arched. She could not move. No limbo.Her belly rushed. Her labia began to swell. Her lips pumped as she rolled a wet tongue around the surface of them as if to signal the wetness between. Why? Because it gave me a type of giddy feeling to know someone liked me so much that they'd watch me undress.I liked that feeling.I unclasped my bra and let it fall to the ground.The moans came again.I smirked to myself and entered the bathroom.About a week later,My older brother went over to a friends house,Leaving me alone.The man (lets name him Randy) came over to check on me. "Hey Kayleigh.Your dad called me to check on you." he said,walking into the house. "I'm in the shower!!" I yelled. Bathed in the moon’s silver glow, my body seems the color of polished copper. Weakly I raise my-self, I must look in a mirror. Am I scarred, disfigured, muti-lated?With great effort I reach the bathroom and switch on the fight. I stare down at my copper-colored hands as they grip the edge of the white porcelain sink. Steeling myself, I quickly raise my head. “Oh, my God!” bursts from my lips. “What has happened to me?” I stare at the reflection before me. I see myself, but not me at all. The. It was then I sat her down and told her that I had been giving her new pills since March and these permanently altered the body. I said that he would forever have a feminine body but with a cock and balls. I told him he was now a she-male and I showed him some magazine with photos and stories of others who were also she-males. I said that the only choices for him now were to remain a she-male, and to begin therapy and counseling to get a sex change and have the cock and balls removed and.