I tried to think how a girl would think.My cock, small as it was, became an annoyance and spoiled the line of my clothes, so I stared to practice tuck...ng it between my legs and keeping it in place with tight fitting thongs.A waist clincher was purchased to give me more of an hourglass figure. I hadn't purchased breast forms at this stage, but I did have little man boobs anyway, which would fill an A cup.When I was dressed I would spend my time on the chat rooms, chatting mainly to other sissies. ?Again his hand came to stroke my face, but I still flinched in fear that itwould bring me pain.? By the time I hadslowly settled down on the cushion, Gina was back with the ointment.? He took it and moved around behind me whileGina knelt down in front of me and allowed me to lean on her shoulder while theointment was rubbed in. It hurt, despite the fact he was being very gentle andI could feel my tears wetting Gina?s shoulder.??Her hand rubbed my back, something that reminded me of being. “Yeah, Paul has been great in helping me learn to keep focused here. I just want to help any way I can,” I said with true sincerity. Looking at Jim again, I glanced at his arms. They were the size of my thighs. And, they were pushing his heavy-duty sweatshirt right to the limit. Fuck, I’d forgotten how incredibly sexy, powerful, and totally erotic musclemen could be – fully clothed.“Yeah, I bet you do.” Jim’s knowing toothy grin was still on. I felt myself get red in the face, but kept on. My note to her told her to shower after she woke up, to put on the camisole and panties I left on her bed and come to my bedroom I wanted to talk to her. She did as she was instructed, it was a good start. The camisole was pink and very sheer, her small tits were visible through it, and I saw how large her nipples were for the first time. Her breasts were the size and shape of a scoop of ice cream; her nipples were the cherry on top. Her flat tummy was exposed below the edge of her top and.