Allday I would have to stop and touch my hair. I felt more like a womanthan I had ever in my life. It was intoxicating, but mostly if feltright. Lik... this was the real me. That the young man David I shared myplace with was the visitor.Monday morning presented a new dilemma. Normally I put on jeans and apolo and went about my work, but when I woke up and stood in the mirror Iknew that even alone it was going to be awkward dressing like him.Carefully I slipped my gown off and panties. . For sure, there may have been signs when we were dating that all was not entirely normal but given my limited experiences with the opposite sex I really had nothing to make comparisons of what was normal and what was not. If I had sensed anything not quite right at any time I would have put such behaviour down to the scant knowledge I had that sometimes, especially at a certain time of the month, that the female of the species could be a little cranky and a tad unreasonable to deal with. Such. "Well," I thought, "there's only one person on the entire planet besides me with that body, and I think it's taken over his body." Who?" Felia mentally queried."My spouse, D. M!" I told her. "Now let's go to Spartanburg, and end this invasion once and for all!"I teleported to my mansion with Felia. We found D. M. in the master bedroom, surrounded by several Martians and Venusians. "Hello, my pretties, it seems you've found me!" D. M. thought. Since her body was now part Martian, I figured she'd. My sister spread her feet to give me better access. When I brought my finger back up her slit I slipped inside a little. She was moist in there. When I got to the top I hit a bump and she squealed in delight.Bridgett said, “Oh yes, I just knew it would feel wonderful.”I asked, “What did I hit?”Bridgett giggled and said, “Mommy calls it my clitoris but the girls in school call it their clit or sometimes their love button.”I was rubbing it gently when she said, “If you slide your finger down.