"Yes, you wanted to be a woman, andyou needed to be one. It was necessary for your well-being and survival.But you also have an unusually strong bond ...ith food. You love thingsthat are savory and sweet. You delight in the sights, smells and tastesof food. It's your comfort and reward. I could erase your love of food,but in your case, I would be erasing part of your core being. You wouldbe miserable as a thin woman, Gwen, absolutely miserable. Alwaysstarving yourself and hating yourself because. "As I lay back, he removed his clothes, and spread my legs apart just a bit, and then he climbed onto the bed with me, basically straddling me. He slowly stroked his cock as he lowered his head to my mid-section and took all of my small erection into his mouth. It was almost as if he was savoring a good piece of steak. He began to moan ever so slightly as his head bobbed up and down on my penis. I remember feeling a sense of amazement and some confusion as well."I recall that, as he was. She hadn’t worn knickers since she had last seen us and had only worn a bra when it ‘wouldn’t have been appropriate in a Building Society’ to have had her tits bouncing about. She told us that she had taken Liz and Kelly to the nightclub where they had the foam and the swimming pool and that she had managed to get Liz and Kelly to go into the pool. They had kept their knickers on but Vicky (being naked) had attracted a bit more attention and one man had tried to fuck her from behind. She had. On every occasion, our family used to do an outing and enjoy a lot. But this time, my dad was on his business trip.That morning I was sleeping in my room. My mom came into my room before going to yoga classes, wearing her tight yoga outfit. She kissed me on the forehead and wished me, “Happy birthday to my cute little son.” She gave me the phone saying, “Dad is online.” My dad wished me.My mom took a new pair of clothes, placed them on my bed. She said, “Honey, get ready fast. I will come back.