" It appeared that Asuna could no longer speak as she dug her nails into my back and arched her back as far as she could."Ah, ha... No!! I can't take ...t any more!!" But in another sense, I was also at my limit. I wanted to see every single part of Asuna so badly that I pushed her down onto the bed and grabbed her legs, spreading them apart."Eh... Eh...? Ah... Wha...!?" Asuna came out of a hazy state and bucked her body to escape as she realized that she was in an extremely embarrassing. I kissed her lightly. She smiled. An unspoken decision had been made by both of us and it seemed like the most natural thing in the world when she slowly rolled onto her back, me following, lifting myself over her and between her legs. Addison bent her knees giving me room. I leaned on an elbow, partially over her, her thigh under my waist, and reached down between us to grip my shaft. The bed sheet covered us.She was staring into my eyes when I guided the tip of my erection to her pussy,. I plan to take passages from popular TG fiction andtweak them from MtF to FtM. However, I intend to keep mostof the same gender-role expectations intact (e.g. the submissiveness, the softness, and other stereotypicalexpectations of transformed MtFs). The following passage is an adaptation of a part of Mark McDonald's Skin Deep (without his explicit permission). Join me in exploring and questioning what TG fiction is really about andin exploring yourself in a new mirror - once again.-Remirror,. ..this is Sandy. She helps me run the place," Lisa gestured to the young woman."Nice to meet you. Lisa's talked a lot about you," the woman extended her hand as she stepped from behind the desk.Sandy was tall and lean, standing eye level with James in her three inch pumps. Her hair was short; sporting what best could be described as a modernized 'Dorothy Hamill' cut. She wore a white silk blouse, a tan pencil skirt that matched her heels and sheer nude pantyhose. James was surprised by.