These boys were meant to be girls. I criedmyself to sleep knowing that I will never get into this wonderfulschool.After two painful months another pac...age came. It was from the MontanaSchool for Boys. This time I didn't wait I just tore open the packageI had to know if I got in or not. As I read the letter tears beganrolling down my face when it said that I got in. I couldn't believe itmy dream of becoming a real woman was about to come true. I alsonoticed that I was invited to visit the campus. I am now his bitch and wife, dont forget! By the hour that he shows up, I am all prepared and in readiness to make love and lie down with him in our titanic, lush bed. He is looking a great much deal fagged and whacked and knackered tonight. His red ruby tie is not fixed and set up in its rightful position properly, the buttons on his black jacket are unstrapped and loosened, and even those on the flanges of his shirt are untied and loosed too. His hair is littered and cluttered about all over. "Should you be doing this?" she asked."I want to mum. So let me just do it."Mum turned and and moved her hand down to my hard young cock. It throbbed in her hand, and she eagerly felt it up and down. She knelt down and began sucking on it. I was a virgin, and had never had any kind of sexual contact with a girl before. So I had to keep my knees from buckling as my mum sucked me off.It felt so good, I grabbed her head and began guiding her on and off my cock. She moaned as I fondled her tits,. She heard the guys clomp off leaving hertightly tethered to the door.Without being able to move, her discomfort steadily grew. She slowlybecame more turned on as time passed and she slowly warmed back up. Sheknew it was the curse and the steady progression of the sun slowlyreverting her to bimbo mode.She figured it must have been almost 2 p.m. by the time they tied her tothe door, but she had no way to determine the passage of time since. Sheshifted her weight on the painful shoes to try to get.