Snakes were probably the worst and I gave an involuntary shudder as I stared down at them.The rope bridge looked rickety to say the least and I had no...idea how old the braids actually were. There was a simple decision to be made. Go back the way I had come? Or take my chances with the bridge? I decided to take the risk and stepped out onto the bridge.Visions of some of the adventure movies I had watched on TV sprang to mind and I expected the thing to snap at any moment. I was ready, poised to. ‘ ‘ It’s time to see how you look.’ I carried my travel bag to a store room and got my stuff out. There was my mom’s old wig, a bra she was going to throw out, a red sweater and a pair of black slacks she never missed. Best of all by a very strange fluke of genetics I could fit into my mom’s shoes. That’s because I took after my dad’s side of the f****y. They all had tiny feet. With my transformation complete, I checked myself in the mirror adjusted my wig and walked out to show Gigi. ‘Oh my. ”What a way to wake up from a dream” I said placing a hand on her head “oh boy that feels good”. Beth took her mouth off my cock and smiled still having a tight grip on my cock as she rubbed the head around on her cheek. “You shaved , it looks much bigger , I like it”she said as her mouth again moved lower, sucking a ball in her mouth.She was looking into my eyes as she licked her way up and down my shaft coating it with her saliva .She would blow me a kiss then give my cock a few strokes “want. "No, Ryan. Let me talk first. First of all I would like to say there is nothing wrong with masturbating. We all have needs and we all do it. But what I am concerned about is what I saw you with earlier."Again there was a brief silence before I tried to explain myself."I am sorry about earlier. I don't know what made me take your panties. I was unloading my laundry when I saw them sitting. I guess after the other day when you saw me with my toy, curiosity got the better of me. My head was all.