Finally, the sensations faded away and Brandon'scontrol over his body was restored. He caught hisreflection in a store window and walked unsteadilytow...rd it.He was, to put it bluntly, a pouty, brainless littleslut. At least, that's what he looked like.Brandon almost slumped to the floor in disbelief. Whyhad this happened to him? He had never wanted to be agirl. Especially not one that screamed "FUCK ME,PLEASE" like this one did. His life was over.Wasn't it?Suddenly, Brandon began to feel a. I guess I should call Charlie and see if he'd help me paint thebedroom."I called Dr. Springer the next day and asked her to send the forms to theclinic where Julie had her surgery done and I would call them and schedulesurgery. They were able to schedule me for late October and Brad scheduledhimself for vacation at the same time.I was on pins and needles as I waited for the month to pass. I tried tokeep as busy as possible so I wasn't thinking about it all of the time.Having been there when. Results would have to be certified within 10 days, so the results could change right up to the tenth day. I wasn't going to have any sheriff's uniforms tailored till the count was certified.I was a little surprised when Eddie Simpson called to congratulate me. He really was very nice and he sounded happy. Odds were he was already having his posters printing for the next election. Odds were pretty good that I wouldn't be starting a twenty year long dynasty, like the last Sheriff had done.I had. “So, where are the club kids?” Carter asked, referring to our two sons and their emo vibe.“They’re hanging with the grandparents this weekend. Got the house all to ourselves,” I replied.“That’s convenient,” Carter added. “Maybe when they get home there’ll still be time for us to shoot some hoops.” We continued with a little small talk.With nothing more to say, I spread Cara’s legs apart to give Carter full view of her pussy, and started fingering her. We both looked at him as I spread her cunt.