She helped me go shopping and allowedme to adapt to my new gender in my own pace.I was not the kind of friendly guy before, so I only had to solve the...roblem of my parents. I decided to tell them the truth, and since theywould never believe me if I told that by telephone, I went to visitthem. First they didn't recognize me, but finally I convinced them I ammyself (I had to show my new vagina to my mother, to convince her, ofcourse I told nothing about the thing with the "engorged clitoris").. When I heard someone approaching my car I could hear it was a woman straight away from the sound of her heels. She tapped on my window and asked me what I was doing? She then asked me if I had any money for a taxi home as it was a 3 mile walk. I told her that I didn't have any cash on me, she looked at me and said well can you give me a lift i can pay you if you want ;) I questioned as to why she doesn't just get a taxi she told me I wouldn't be paying you in that kind of way ;) So I'm sat here. "Happy Birthday darling, be ready for 9pm”In the bath Jo sipped her fourth glass of bubbly. Scented candles flickered, creating dancing shadows on the white wall tiles, the warm bath bubbles caressed her sensitive nipples. She looked forward to seeing her husband later.Jo towelled herself dry and applied baby oil to her skin. As she rubbed the oil up her legs and over her inner thighs Jo brushed her hand over her freshly shaved pussy and shuddered as she found her clitoris. Maybe it was the. ..and check the sissy pantaloons! My god, how does he walk inthose heels?" Yelped Mary Ann."His stockings and garters are to die for! I have to get a picture!"Exclaimed Amber, who yanked a digital camera from her purse."Lots of pictures! One with each of us!" Suggested Carrie."And a group shot, too! Miss Ronald, will you take that one?" Marcellaasked.Miss Ronald grabbed my hand and helped me to my feet. He whispered inhis annoying baritone lisp, "Smile sissy-boy, smile! And don't forgetyour.