Moving delicately, I opened the pizza box and put a slice on her plate. It smelled delicious and I salivated a bit. Then I yanked the pull tabon a so...a and set it gingerly by her right hand. She took a bite ofpizza and savored it. She enjoyed a sip of soda. I stood there feelingboth awkward and somehow comfortable, the latter effect because it is mynature to be submissive and serve. She took her time eating.Occasionally she passed me a morsel of crust, which I acceptedgratefully,. My name is Nancy, and I'm a cosmetologist that caters to many of the she-males in the area. Most of my clients come to me because they want to. You're one of the few that I've transformed that wasn't, shall we say totally willing. We've been told the whole story by your Aunt, and I consider it a pleasure to see my work shown to every crossdresser and transsexual around. This could do wonders for my business. And, just so you'll be forewarned, if you give me any trouble, I'll give you a sex. . She swallowed-- over and over as her other hand came under and grabbed my balls, milking them.. Then she done a crazy thing...she started humming while draining my shaft.. The sensation was incredible! She had gotten some nice advice from her girlfriends.. I pulled her up to the table and bent her over again, but let her stand while resting her upper torso on the table..I didn't want her laying in her own cum, and my sheet looked like she had pissed on it. Now my half hard cock slipped. They must be double d’s now. But it was hard to focus on Courtney’s on tits, because she had muscles. Real muscles. “I hoped you would be proud of me,” she said.Courtney O’Neal, my Courtney, was sporting long, lean muscles that put Gloria Valderrama’s to shame. Courtney’s muscles were slim, angular and sharply defined. She was sleek and lean like a predatory animal, with her abs, arms, and legs cut into muscle shapes that looked like they were carved from granite. She looked dangerous. “Four.