I was npt in the club. I was a small boy for my age and had hair down to my neck. I was often mistaken for a little girl when mom would take me to the...store. Women would say, she is a pretty little girl. It did not help that my mom would not tell them i was a boy. If my sister's was whith us they would just laugh. They would play dress up and use me as their doll. Dressing me up in their bra's, panties, short skirts and putting on makeup. that is why i would leave the house to find other boys. He started to chant in the old mage language then harder suddenly stopping shaking his head. “Son, do you know who you are?”Finding my voice I stated, “The pretty woman there said my name was Toman, so I guess that’s who I am.” I pointed to the older woman, “You seem so familiar I know you though I can’t conjure your name.” I fell back as I tried harder to bring her name to mind. I felt I had to no matter what. I concentrated as hard as I could.I heard the pretty young woman gasp as I felt. I noticed she was wearing a tight satin choker with a small star."Somethings happening to you, Lex," I tried to reason with her, trying to ignore how hot she was becoming, and how hot it was feeling her grind into me. "Your clothes changed, you changed."Alexa whipped her hair and dropped down to me, inches from my face, "Still wanna fuck me?" Fuck her voice was so deep and sensual. I felt her leg, debating my options. I was seriously tempted. But how was this happening. The only thing that. . or did he?' "Yes, I'd like that," she expressed with a bit of composure. At that, they arranged a follow-up time and parted company. On the drive home, she was trying to process the details of their time together, but mostly she was trying to shake the look in his eyes and appeal of his voice. Forgetting those aspects was problematic as she could feel that her thong was now soaked and felt the overwhelming urge to masturbate. Her grocery run could wait, in her mind, she set a date with.