A woman's locker room.I was hoping I wasn't too obvious. I just sat for a fewminutes taking in the sights. I was comparing the bodies ofthe naked wome.... Their breasts, nipples and pussies. Iwasn't looking at them as a boy. But as a girl trying tofigure what I would look like if I had the breast of thiswoman or this one. If I had been in spot six weeks ago. Mylove pole would be at attention and I would be in very bigtrouble.Finally it was time for class to begin.This must have a special class. Then licked her lips lasciviously before taking a sip of soda. Without saying a word, I reached into the bucket and scooped up a handful of popcorn. As I removed my hand, I 'accidentally' spilled the kernels on her lap."Oops, allow me to get that," I said. Reaching over, I pressed my hand between her toned legs.My fingers gently rubbed her mound as she parted her legs, an invitation I could not resist. My hand moved to her inner thigh and gently stroked upward. When my fingers snaked under her. "Go ahead, Scott," Judy gasped. "Take a good look at mommy's cunt. It's waiting for both of you. See how wet it is, huh? Can you smell it, can you? Does it smell nice?"The two frenzied kids certainly could smell their mother's hot cunt. The odor of her heavily haired, juice-filled crack filled the bedroom and, although at first it had smelled strange, it didn't take them long to get used to it. Soon, the hot, musty smell actually increased their excitement."M-more fingers!" Judy gasped as Bobby. .. appealed to him.It took a lot of willpower to pull his hand back and go over to the maleclothes.Then the odd feeling came back, only strong enough for him to recognizeit.It was grief.Utter, total, grief and sadness. It was like the day he'd learned herparents had died, only even worse than that.Unable to stand it, he had gone back over to the female clothes, andtouched them again.The grief vanished.Less than a half-hour later he was wearing women's clothes for the firsttime.It was then the.