..." I prompted. "The girls breasts would grow and the boys would begin to produce sperm to fertilize the eggs o a female." "Aw. That's good. That's g...od. But, aw, I think we need to talk about you and the changes that will be or are happening to you." My daughter giggled, than hugged me and said,"Daddy you look so nervous. Don't be nervous. I know this is uncomfortable for you. Mom should be here to do it." Sometimes my daughter surprises me. That was one of them. She sounded so mature."You're. She mentioned she had petticoated afew raunchy boys in her time including her own two. She had a picture ofher now lovely daughters on her desk who also attended the school.Mother stated I must always make straight A's or I would be taken out ofthe school and return to living as a boy. Hearing this always made mestrive to do my best and have a perfect 4.0 GPA. Mother was thrilled whenI graduated high school Valid Victorian, voted most likely to succeed andmost popular girl in the. Collecting her things, Jesse stood from her seat at the bar. Before shecould finish taking the first step, the vibrations had returned. Jessealmost staggered in surprise. Her abs clenched in response to theabrupt return of sensations. She stepped away from the bar, noting asthe vibrations increased... just a little.On the right track, then.Free of the bar, Jesse scanned the room, sighting the well-dressedyoung man from before. He sat alone in a far corner of the bar,fiddling with his phone and. Her nickname was Melting Pot, or just MP for short. Both of her parents are interracial. With her father being half black and half white and her mother being half Japanese and half Latina Kayla was a strikingly beautiful mix. She stood about 5’ 5”, thin but yet she had curves. I had guesstimated her tits to be a B-cup and her ass was the crowning achievement of her bi-racial heritage. Her skin was the color of my morning coffee after a healthy dose of cream and more than once I had stroked my.