I discoveredsome things:Many authors do not finish their stories. This is a disappointment, as Iread a number of stories that I enjoyed but were not ...inished. Often thelast submission from the author was over three years ago. I decided Iwould not publish any stories unless they were finished. Although I amdebating about one story I am writing where I might break this rule.Another thing that I noticed about many of the TG stories is that theylean heavily on physical body changes. I have. Kevin, you may have to carry me to the bathroom to pee when we are done.”I stood up on the bed and mounted Yami. Her pussy was dripping wet so I slid in quite easily. “Suck on Nicole’s feet baby,” I pleaded. Yami started kissing them and gagged a little but did as she was told. I pumped vigorously into her. Finally Nicole got up and said she wanted to taste Yami’s cute butt. She got beside me behind Yami and started smelling and licking the brown eye. Before I knew it, she was sucking on. A wicked thought popped in her mind and she couldn’t resist asking, “Ooh baby, am I a better fuck than that little slut you’re with now?”He growled louder and began to drive his cock in and out of her harder.She could feel her pussy aching and the warmth spreading throughout her body. She laughed, but it was a hateful sound. “Aw, you can tell me, she doesn’t fuc-” He gripped her hair and jerked her back, breaking off what she was saying.“Shut up,” he groaned and fucked her with more force. His. "Thank You, Aileen! Thank you!"She smiled wryly, "Okay, you have to let me go or I can't do it!"He quickly released her from the hug. She left and he went to his room andtried to relax like she said. It was torture. He slammed shut his eyesand curled up on the bed. He shut out everything, refused to acknowledgethe pain of his loss, and tried to sleep.Hours later he woke up to a soft hand gently stroking his hair. Aileenhanded him his doll. He hugged it and whimpered softly. "Thank.