“Anybody! I need help!” She yelled.Again there was silence.She started to cry a little.“Everyone is gone ... nobody ... nothing, there is no one...to save me anymore.”After a little bit of reassurance to herself, she nodded and knew that she had to continue.Each step she took, she felt was heading in the right direction. She took a branch and saw that she could use it as a walking stick to help her trek through the grassy plains and forest.“I must accept myself as who I am now. I must accept. The hairs tickled my nose and cheeks, spreading her sweat and scent on my face like a soft wet brush. I could have spent hours simply lost in Roshni’s hairy armpit, surrounded by the smells and tastes and textures of her body; the ripeness of a day’s sweat, salty-fresh skin that had never been scoured by a razor or tainted by chemicals. My tongue savoured the roughness of the thick hairs bedded in such soft and sensitive skin, Roshni groaned and gasped with arousal.“Kiss me!”Her hot mouth found. Her hair was a dark brown. She wasn't sure if that was on the plus or the minus side. It was full and thick and long, flowing over her shoulders and coming mid-way down her back. She would've preferred red, but at least red was better than blonde, which was all too common.She looked, as far as she could see, fantastic, when naked. She had been in a few porno movies, and seen the girls at school in the showers and locker rooms, and as far as she could see her body was better than any of. Don't T...Ted!?" Timmy gasped in a loud whisper but Ted onlycontinued."Feels good doesn't it precious?" he cooed. "All nice and femininenow, out in the world with a new hair set and all and now here you arein a dress and lingerie shop just like a real lady. We're going to tryon a lot of dresses, and then the girdles and panties and slips and ofcourse we'll be getting plenty of nylon stockings too. We'll startgetting you to dress fully now, as a woman every day from now and on. Idon't want to.