I was speechless!Becky is not a real looker, although you can tell she is feminine. She is just under six feet tall, but not gangly. She has a female ...igure, but keeps it generally covered up with golf shirts and sweatshirts and loose slacks. She looks like a real Plain Jayne. And if her breasts have a cup size it must be something like A-minus because there is no visual evidence that she has any at all. She does wear a bra though. I have seen the straps under some of her lighter shirts. Maybe. Looking back, I feel like a dork, but I said yes Mommy fuck me Mommy fuck meeee!She laughed at me again and just went to work fucking the hell out of me. That giant thing was pushing so far up inside me, I thought it was punching my guts. I couldn't believe I was being impaled by a big black cock on a big black shemale, and I fucking loved it. She flipped me over and fucked me doggystyle for a while, and I even managed to get on top and ride that thing a little bit, now that my ass was. He started wearing larger sized sweat pants with drawstrings at the waist to help keep his pants up. He was even walking differently. There was a sway in his gait now.His shirts were pulling tight over his chest. There were two fatty deposits starting to form under his nipples, which were getting larger and becoming more sensitive. Everybody knew what they were yet no one would say the words. Johnny was growing breasts.And if that wasn't enough, Johnny hadn't awakened with an erection in. As allways, I decided to battle my frustrations by putting on the most outrageous outfit I could find and go out. The other clubs downtown couldn't please me, however, so I ended up here again.With a small sigh I looked at myself in the mirror. I was leaning against the bar, wearing leather pants tied at the side, enveloping my ass and thighs snugly. My short top only reached down to three-quarters of my breasts, leaving the 34C bottom peeking out beneath the black silky fabric of the top. My.