I noticed my broad shoulders were no longer that. They had afeminine slope to them. I guess I could call it that. For a while now Icould feel a grindi...g sensation in my ribs too. I turned sideways and Icould tell that my ribcage had shrunk as well. I could feel my arms andlegs shortening as well. Speaking of turning sideways, I took a glanceover at my backside. My hips and butt were getting bigger. Theycertainly weren't a mans ass anymore, I was getting a girls shape. Theskin and muscles around. Well anyway, I found the adjustment to small town life rather hard at first. The first person I met down there was Sandy McDonald. 2 years my junior, she had an amazing body. From her medium length brown hair and piercing green eyes, to her perfectly sized breasts which, by my guess, were around a 36B. Maybe slightly smaller. I was never very good with sizes. At the beginning of the year, we had chatted in the hallway from time to time, eventually working our way up to lunch buddies. I’d always. He had done the same thing in Atlanta, but not, I had assumed, for an audience."Watch this," he said, "This little bitch gets real horny when I play with her ass."I groaned in shame and lust as his palm kept slapping my ass. Each slap made my cock bob up and down. Audience or no audience, I desperately needed release."Please..." I gasped at Jim. "Please fuck me,"Jim slapped my ass even harder. "Such a polite little girl."The other men had opened their pants and were stroking their cocks as they. " Crying out loud, Heather, it's just until I get across the room! Oh, wait... I know. This is going to be some joke about me being ugly, right?"Heather took a deep breath. She wished that were true. "No, Melinda, I wasn't going to..."Melinda turned more fully towards Heather and took a step forward. "I'll have you know that you don't have to have curly red hair or big boobs like you to look nice to a guy!" I never said that, Melinda, I..." Jason happens to think I look great. I'll remind you.