Fluttering my eyelids in gasping response, I reached downfor the last piece of my costume. It was time to finish the illusion.I didn't have a short re... sunfrock, but I did have an outsized cottont-shirt of the same color. I dropped it lightly over my head, allowingit to hang loosely down to the tops of my thighs. And somehow, as itmolded itself against my girlish shape, it became a dress. Not like theone Chrissie had been wearing today: it didn't have a bow on the backor small yellow buttons. With onehand resting on her hips, and the other slowly stroking the dripping lips ofher pussy as I position the head of my cock at her asshole. Ever so gently Irock my hips forwards, using the hand on her pussy to keep her relaxed. SlowlyI work the head in, leaving it there for her to get accustomed to it, thentaking it out, working it a little further back in. Repeating this process overand over until I?ve worked half my length into her and her gasps of shock andpain have turned to pleasured. Had I hurt her? Had I hurt us? It took aboutten minutes for me to get it all out. At the beginning of my story hereyes showed concern, by the end she was smiling. ?Oh, you gorgeous,silly man.? She stood up and threw her arms around me. She kissed myforehead, my nose and both my damp eyes. ?You,? a kiss on one eye,?silly,? the other eye, ?silly,? the first eye again, ?man,? and backto the other. ?You had me so worried.??I?m sorry,? I said. I followed that with a sniffle.?Don?t be. You had no. Come sit on my lap, and I'll explain everything. Heh. (It's an inside joke, never mind.)The day had been incredible, to say the least. We'd harvested eight all told, and spent more time cleanin' them than we had hunting. We'd filled two large coolers to the brim, and still left most of the meat with the property owner. The farmer was pleased as could be with our results. The pig issue was becoming a huge problem, causing massive crop damage and ground erosion. He welcomed us to come back any.