She is wearing a bra, her amazing breasts are open for me to see, and touch, and taste. I lean down without missing a beat and suck her nipple into my...mouth. The sudden suck and moan I hear from her tells me it’s well welcomed. I feel hands play threw my short hair and pull my face up for a kiss, our hot body’s mash together. Our tongs meet again; her chest against mine feels almost molten. The urgency in our movements and kissing is a clear sign to my male mind.I reverse our roles, press her. Catherine helped me to a bedroom, and I was dimly aware of her undressing me, and getting me under a clean, fresh-smelling sheet.I didn't remember anything else for the next twelve hours.When I awoke, I was aware of wetness along my stomach and found one of my wounds was bleeding. I carefully slipped out of bed to avoid soiling the linen, and sat down on a stool in front of the bathroom mirror to see the damage the shooters had done to my body.As I peeled back the dressing, Catherine came in. And it was seasons too late regardless.While Aaron was still before the throne the King told him it didn't matter anyway, that all he had to do was wait here, he had already long since dispatched some of guards to get his wife, Lichelle I believe her name is said the King, from the little home Aaron and her shared. And he would return her to Aaron the next day once he was finished with her.Aaron was enraged, and he ran out of the throne room to go protect Lichelle. He stopped at the barracks. They seemshocked and then delighted with the new you. They were afraid that itwouldn't be a success but they're so proud of you and also happy to havea beautiful and charming daughter. You tell Mom about the cute doctor inthe hospital and she seems happy that you can talk to her about suchthings, like mother and daughter.You move into your new apartment, under your new name. You decorate itto express yourself, a wonderful mix of femininity and all sorts offamily knickknacks from family who.