To read the story, just select any of the options a, through d, to puttogether your very own autobiographical "Grab Bag" story. The Day I Decid...d to Become a Transvestite and Got Fucked By Michele NylonsI had had the urge to wear women's clothing ever since: a) I can remember, b) I was a teenager, c) I was forced to wear coullottes to school instead of shorts, d) I was a foetus.By some fortunate coincidence, one day I found. He sucked mercilessly at the delicate nipple, pulling it through his teeth to make her cry out again before moving to abuse its mate. Rachel panted loudly, tiny sounds of ecstasy escaping her throat. One of his hands sneaked beneath her skirt. She squeaked as his cold fingers made contact with her heated sex to amuse himself with the sounds that she made as he stroked her clitoris. She quivered involuntarily as he located the most sensitive part of her tiny pink erection and grasped it between. I could feel the his breathing on my boobs and then he kissed my nipple it was one of best feeling I was ever going now I started feel wet down there. After he was thru with that he took all his off and he slide inside my bed at this point I wanted it be harder from him get what he wanted so I turned on my side but I think he knew that I wasn’t sleeping he whispered I love ur ass in my ear, then he pulled night all the way up and started kissing on my back while one of his hands were massaging. He made a move towards me and I frantically screamed into my gag. I pleaded to him with my eyes. He pulled his hand back and I froze expecting my head to explode from his attack. Only his aim was lower. He struck my throbbing breasts, time and again. The blood dripped off his chin. ‘You fucking bitch, look what the hell you did. Why did you do it?’ He growled at me standing almost nose to nose. That question just about floored me. He was questioning me about why I would retaliate after my last.