" This purple so closely matchedher lilac dress that you would have thought she mixed the color herselfto go with the outfit. Her nails had small pa...tel pink polka dots onthem, making her hands and feet resemble Easter eggs almost. The pink,in turn, matched the ribbon holding her ponytail and the shimmerylipstick that she wore and reapplied after each glass of wine.I could never forget that look, that dress, that everything. Even thesmell of her perfume is indelibly etched in my brain. No. "She's really a lesbian, but she enjoys teasing boys, getting them all excited and then leaving them blue-balled. My name's Tina, hi. I like men, especially young men with big, stiff cocks. I collect them. It's my hobby."I shook her hand and tried not to look at her lovely breasts. Her excited nipples seemed to be pointing slightly away from each other and the valley between them was deep and quivering. I failed. They were beautiful, and I felt myself hardening."Oops, sorry," she said. "Forgot. And was shocked to discover that, not only were theyreal, but these breasts were now apparently _his_.Still in shock, he wandered off in the direction of his room. Hefailed to notice that with each passing step, he walked more and morelike the girl he appeared to be. By the time he reached his room, noone would have mistaken _her_ movements as those of a boy.Hurriedly, Mel turned on the overhead light. His eyes bulged as hesaw the transformation that had taken place in his room. But. "He shook his head and sighed."Well, I guess I can tell you," he said. "I've thought about making love to you for months. Maybe since the first time we met. I don't fantasize about Mary or Rachelle. But I did you. When I came just now, I thought I was going to pass out. I was so worried about jerking and choking you or hurting you. That is the only thing that kept me from dropping over."Shelly beamed at him and kissed him thoroughly again."Well, Mister, that is not the last time you'll be.