She tried to flip over to escape the tickling, but to no avail, as her vagina and his cock were still joined, with her legs wrapped around him."Or thi...?" He reached down between her legs and fingered at the entrance to her anus.She let out a loud shriek as she fought off a sudden urge to cum.His erection stroked in and out as often as he could manage, given all the other activity going on. He was pleased that she was starting to get really hot and horny, but he wanted to work her up much, much. She stood here with her long brown hair braided down her back, and the dress she wore was made of soft muslin. It was a simple sheath style, and the thin fabric allowed anyone who looked carefully enough to see the darkened nipples of her breasts. A sash gathered the dress at her waist, and the hem was just at her knees. Looking further down her shapely legs, she was barefoot. Besides the gazes of the men, several women studied her too. Their faces were a variety of emotions. Jealousy,. ’ There were no other females at this party at all….As the drinks flowed (not too many) and the conversation became smutty, so they adventures began. A game was suggested (not that this wasn’t in any way pre-planned, ahem) it was a little like ‘Twister’ but with bungee ropes (the kind you use to secure a bike to a car carrier).We all joined in and soon my girlfriend was almost tied up (just as she’d always dreamed of) and then slowly the hands of the guys began to wander over her, accidently. ..? Am I....?"Mom bit her lip and wiped a tear from her eye. "Yes, sweetheart.You're a woman now."I moved my hands from my side and reached for my balls and my penis, butthey were both gone. A wave of emotions fell over me as I realized thegravity of the situation. I had gone to sleep as a boy and had woken upas a woman.A woman! Do I have breasts, I wondered? Of course I do! They blockedmy view of the door. "Is it okay to touch them?" I asked."Yes, sweetheart. It's okay. You're all.