" If you can answer me, how far would you want to take this? Would youwant to have a sex-change?" Yes," I said not having to think about it now. I hav... dreamt this for along time."Once we get settled in Arizona, I want you to see a psychiatrist. If heor she concurs, we can begin your transition." What? Do you really mean it?" I said crying. I can't believe this ishappening."Yes I do, Melissa. I've had this conversation with Mark a few weeks ago.He wants the same thing. I have worked with. I remember thinking, Lynn, baby, I’m really going to put a dent in your ample ass when I get a crack at you.Then she simply stopped and said, “That’s it. You can comfort yourself now.” No further encouragement was needed. I stood up and grabbed my ass as if it was going to fall off, which was how it felt. I couldn’t help but bounce around on my feet.When I was sort of in control of myself, she said, “Bend over again. I want to see how I’ve done.”Her touch on my behind was tender, affectionate. She would not give her tormentors any pleasure in her cries of pain and pleas for mercy. She knew that mercy had no home in this evil place. The window on her door slid open. She could feel the unseen eyes on her naked form sitting on the floor. Olga stood up, for no other reason. than to show that she was unafraid. An appreciative grunt of approval told her that her unseen admirer was male and not female."Do you like what you see? Pervert!"Olga immediately regretted her words. She knew that. There was a hole in the stall wall and while waited I thought about my buddies cock and how it felt like velvet when his cum ran down my throat. I stroked faster and harder then I heard the door creak open and All I could see through the crack in the door was a middle aged guy maybe 35. He sat down in the stall next to mine.I peered through the hole and his cock was amazing. It had this fat cockhead that I started to drool just thinking about. He pushed his big cock through and I just.