That evening, well into the night ourkissing and cuddling got the best of me...and I...I lost my virginity.In a panic, for three days straight I tried...to reverse the changes usingthe medallion, but to no such luck. Deep down from the research I haddone, I knew it could only be one of two things, that I was beginning myperiod or that I was pregnant. I cried as each attempt to change failed.Blaine kept calling me on the house phone but I refused to answer,profusely embarrassed at what I might. That you wanted.... that I.... a guy!I am not a guy! Not now anyway! I was, but that's changed and you knowit! But, if you feel that way then maybe you better just go!"Well, he stormed out of the house, angry and confused, while I fell backand started sobbing. My overwhelming desire to become a female had cometrue, yet the very thing that I wanted most, that special someone tolove me for myself, not what I was, or wasn't, had just walked out thedoor, and probably wouldn't be coming back. I was. I was the more of a party girl and a girl who always used to hang out with boys. I am 5’4 inches tall, with small 28 aa boobs and a 26 hips size. I’ve always been a petite beauty in college and still am even after marriage.I am married to my loving husband Arun. We met in college. He is a BA graduate and is a professor in a very well known university here in Belgaum. He is also 36 years old and we have a son who is 8 years old. I married at 26 years old and I loved Ashok’s family. But there was. I personally hate my body but guys seem to be drooling over it quite literally. Craig startled me again, “What’s wrong Andrews? Nervous about the meeting?” he enquired. “Kinda” I said. “Nah, you’ll be alright Andrews, just bat them big blue eyes at them.” He had been flirting a whole lot more since he found out I broke up with my boyfriend last month. Craig! He sucks up to Gordon so much it isn’t even funny, last thing I needed was another cuddler in bed. I had judged him wrong, cos he was.