" No.," Zach says, "It wasn't surgery. My father was a brilliantinventor. He spent the last years of his life creating a machine thatcould change a pe...son's body. After he died I was able to finish it. Iwas never complete as a girl, my own gender dysphoria, and I used it tobecome a man. When my old friend showed up badly burned we used it againto create Abby." Did you grow up wishing to be a girl too?" He asks me."No, but I found when it came down to being a choice between a badlyburned man or. I thought it was time to get some relief when all of a sudden hot oil was dripped on my clit. I bucked to the side trying to escape the painful pleasure of what I was feeling. Then her fingers started slowly massaging it into my clit and a rush of satisfaction came through me and I just wanted more. Then like she read my mind, she poured more hot oil and sent me into another sexual rage. I didn't know why this was feeling so good.After she was done working her fingers around my clit she. And enthusiastically strokes my engorged staff;For her cuteness is heavenly and her romance is driven.I whisper in his ear how good looking he is,As I gently fondle his rocks, and tell him I’m profusely dripping.Awaiting his bold penetration.Yearning his forceful entrance,And craving his valiant infiltration,As his gigantic love stick swells larger in my hand.I am weak in the knees, and my vision is blurred,As she plays with my titanic spear:Licking my ear and moaning I’m sexy;With nonstop. Nothing ever came of this sadly, no fantasy moment where she threw down her tools, straddled me on the chair and grinded me until we came together. Although I fucked myself whilst thinking about it a lot during that time. What this crush did do however was ignite a burning desire to fuck someone older than myself, a true older lady with the experience to use me as nothing but a play thing and a full body for me to lick and kiss.This desire of mine finally happened whilst on a holiday. I was.