I missed carrying a wallet around, the tightness of myoutfit and the arch of my feet in my ankle boots were all constantreminders of my new gender. As...the car stopped opposite the diner, Istepped out of the car and walked to the front door to it. The drivertook off before I'd made it halfway there.I knew he would be back in 10 hours, when my shift ended. I swallowednervously as I walked in and told the girl behind the front counter myname. "Jennifer, the new girls here," she called to someone. I went to bed with the intent of traveling south the next day to look for outlaws.The road south was considered safe by the people of Wills Junction, so I did not expect to find any business there, but I would have worried over the omission if I had not given it a try. I stopped at one of those isolated hotel-tavern-restaurant businesses that dotted the landscape for lunch. I had not seen anything of business interest to me that morning so I was pretty bored.I had eaten lunch and had dropped in. Hesitantly, she unfolded them, looked at me again, then, stepping closer, wrapped her panties loosely around my cock, and began rubbing them up and down the length of the shaft, looking at me all the while as if to say, ‘Is this right?’ It certainly was. The smooth fabric, combined with the warmth and motion of her hand, were beginning to stir something deep within my scrotum, and I knew I’d be coming soon. One thing more. I placed my hands on her shoulders, and began to press her gently. But I'm going to change that."He began to massage her chest, mauling it with his hard fingers,painfully enough that she thought she might bruise. All the while, shebegan to hammer her assault home, desperate now. Whatever he wasplanning, if she could just change him first, she could win, she'd besafe, she would..."I think I like it better this way. Where would be the fun in enslavingthe 'great' Tatiana Farincetti if she still looked more like a man thana girl? No, if you're going to be mine, I.