Back in my hometown. As a new person.As for me. No pretending. I transitioned into the woman I always wantedto be. Who I always buried deep inside of ...e. She was free. I was free.Most people from before weren't part of my life anymore. Only thepeople close to me received the notification of what was going on. Forthe others, I just fell off the face of the earth and was gone.I had settled in my life. Depression and Anxiety. Everything fadedaway. I laughed. Laughed. Nothing fake. It felt good.. .. makes some sense. And the Astral Realm ... doesn’t?” I didn’t know much about the Astral Realm. The gods were said to dwell there, each with their own home, and when you died, your soul went there, either to your god’s home, to a place of punishment, or ... just left to wander.“The Astral Realm is coexistent with our world but not conterminous. It exists all around us equally, but there’s no correlation between locations. The Astral Realm is said to be infinite.”“How big is that?”“It’s. I began to push and pull on the tiny latch. I could feel it begin to move a little. I sprayed another drop of lubricant on the latch and let it sit for a minute. I also sprayed a small amount of lubricant on the two small hinges. I wiped up the excess with the paper towel. After a few minutes I tried the latch. After two or three tries, it freed itself and the latch opened. I felt my heart begin to race. I looked around at the front of the clock and noticed that it was twenty till three. As I. . lush and soft, yet still firm... she could feel her nipples harden... closed her eyes for a moment and began stroking her sides. It was like nobody existed except for her. She felt herself becoming wetter and wetter. Could the auctioneer standing next to her smell her need, she wondered, getting even hornier at that thought."What am I bid for this exquisite creature?," the auctioneer asked, and the bidding began. Voices called out in response to the ever-increasing price, but Cheryl heard.