So every week until the Christmas break I was weighed and measured, bustand hips remained the same, but my waist reduced to 29" this was due tothe die... I was on, but my weight remained the same, we discussed this andI also discussed it with Dr. Harvey and was told that the probable reasonis the fat is subtly redistributing to conform to the female distributionof subcutaneous fat, hips, thighs and hopefully boobs but as yet no signof boobs. Mind you to my mind I was actually starting to get a. Plenty of my girlfriends had been flat chested.She seemed to treat my body in the same way. It was as if she had takenmy comment about equality to heart, or maybe she just instinctively madelove as a woman would. She was a woman, so it seemed, in every way butone.And in that regard, I found it easier to receive than I would havethought. She had no vagina for me to nuzzle and I could not bringmyself to lick her clitoris, but I was more than happy to have her useit as a fleshy dildo - a change. It was such a wonderful feeling. I then got up, carried her. While smooching her I carried her to the bedroom. Threw her on the bed and removed her tank top.She was wearing a black bra and her cleavage was such a sight to see. It was blissful. I dug my lip in between her boobs and was squeezing her ass. She was moaning and calling my name. At the same time, she was holding my hair and was pulling it towards her boobs.I snapped open the bra, started sucking her nipples. Taking turn over both. "Well, have you got anything better to show me, all I really need is some white stuff in my mouth." God, I am such a slut! He smiled broadly; he had a gold front tooth."How about this," he said and slowly unzipped his trousers. My eyes were glued to his crotch as the zip descended. He then withdrew a huge, thick, black erect cock.It was a lovely sight; the end was pink under the head. He stroked it up and down. I said,"I think that will be fine." I stepped towards him, lifting my skirt up.