People came out of thewoodwork to help me with my cause. Not the least of which, severalwomen co-workers went out of their way to help me with the fi...er thingsabout becoming a woman: Things such as make-up, clothes, mannerisms,feminine hygiene, and helping me develop a feminine voice.I still went to the YMCA on a regular basis. I had started to develop anicely toned body, and wanted to keep it that way. But I was sure toease up on my work-outs so as not to do anything that would endanger. Don't want to be a chick, but looks likeI'm stuck like this.What the FUCK am I going to do?!! Tuesday, June 27thHad the worst few hours sleep of my life, and not just because my titskept getting in the way when I tried to sleep on my side. (How do womanmanage that, anyway?) Then had the biggest ever feeling of relief whenI tried using the medallion again in the early hours of the morning andit finally changed me back to myself. The thing must need a few hoursto recharge.Didn't do any serious. Another week passed like this but my feelings had now changed towards my aunt. I now use to masturbate thinking of her almost every day and sometimes twice. I then decide I need to see her nude and then maybe try to make a move for her.I use to peep through her bath keyhole and watch her bathing or just enter her room when I knew she was changing.I use to take her panties and enjoy her smell. One day I was totally frustrated as I was not getting any reaction from her side and I needed to make a. He walked over to where a small tapestry was hanging on the wall, and lifted up on it, revealing an extremely dirty window. He went to the bathroom and got a damp washcloth, went back to the window, and wiped the dirt from the window as best as he could. The cloth came away just plain filthy, but it still didn't let a lot of the light into the room.Freddie was sitting on the couch, putting his socks and shoes on, when he felt hands on his back and shoulders. His head whipped around to see the.