She had removed her top and tossed it to the side. I slid her panties down her legs and held them as she stepped out. I put them to my nose and inhale... deeply. I love the scent of her anticipation! I stuck my tongue out as far as it would go, and moved even closer to her. I looked up into her face asking permission. I noticed that her friend was getting undressed. She nodded and smiled. She thrust her hips forward and opened herself for me. I watched her face as I gave her several long slow. So, Heng, in short... no, I'm not having the curse lifted. A curse is only a curse if the effect causes you pain.'There was another brief silence.Hengrithor was troubled, but tried very hard to accept the change.'You lied to us, Den. At least it feels that way. Why didn't you tell us all this before?''Right... had I said I wanted us to risk our lives so I could get a cursed belt to turn me into a female, how would you have reacted?''You KNOW how I would have reacted' Heng glared.'Yeah, I do. I. Dr. Anders had said they were going to teach me to slow down when I interviewed and here this jerk was giving us fifteen minutes to produce a drawing that our art careers were going to be based on. A drawing of a black vase. We could just scribble it with a crayon.I looked at the vase and plotted out the major points of the shape. As soon as my graphite touched the pad, my soul lifted and I was drawing. Fifteen minutes? Fuck him. I’m not going to rush through a drawing just to satisfy his. She kept her hair pretty short, usually wore jeans and work shirts, 5'7. and completely flat chested. Growing up together, I never really thought of her sexually, at least not at first. As I got a little older, I noticed my body changing....developing.......My cock would get hard, for no apparent reason, and I found that it felt good to stroke it.....play with it a little. I would have wet dreams at night, and while this had all been explained to me, I still felt just a little funny. In fact,.