He squeezed his hands around my calves and I felt his lips brush the back of my thighs ever so lightly. I felt his hands inching up my inner thighs, g...tting closer to my exposed wet pussy lips... His hands cupped my round buttocks. As he squeezed them, his thumbs pressed against my damp pussy lips, slipping between them. The silk gag muffled my groan, a bit in protest and mostly in encouragement. I writhed beneath his strong hands, pressing myself harder against him. I could not help it. His. She took me straight into her bedroom and then she told me to take off my trousers to see me in her tights. I stripped off the rest of my clothes so i stood naked apart from her tights and my cock was already hard. She then told me to look in her top drawer where she kept her negligees and said to put one of them on that i liked. i chose a really sexy red lace one and she said it looked nice on me. We then lay on the bed together and she asked me more about why i liked tights and lingerie etc. It looked like I was in some kind of medical facility. A nurse saw me awake and came over. She said. "Don't try to get up yet, my dear."She motioned for a doctor to come over. A tall handsome man came over and began to check me with his stethoscope. It was then I noticed I was in a girl's body. I tried to sit up and he pushed me back. "Stay still till I am done." He said.He checked pulse and blood pressure and at last said. "Carefully try to sit up."Cautiously I sat up and looked down at my. Although the day was just as beautiful as the one before, the young coed walked with her head down, her beautiful blonde hair falling forward so that it half-hid her troubled face. Clearly Victoria was worried. Perhaps in another ten years she might look back on her present problems as almost humorously trivial, but now they loomed before her like a granite mountain.Of course, the main problem was sex, or the fear-filled anticipation of it. What should she do? What could she do? Like so many.