“And I answered yes.” He showed her the box, then knelt in front of her, opening it.“You did,” she said, her eyes wide.“So I’m asking you ...f you were serious.”“I was,” she said, taking the ring. “I am. It’s beautiful.” She slipped it onto her left ring finger. It ended up being a little loose. He took out the box with the band in it and handed it to her.“What’s that?” she asked.“That’s for me.”She opened it and turned it towards him. “You’ll marry me?” she asked.He took it out and put it on.. However, after a month, he told me one night while I was cuddling in his arms like a baby, that I was now ready to be transformed into the randi he wanted me to be.I started crying again but Bunty again started fingering me softly in my little boypussy and I started moaning again.From the next day, he gave me a room to myself in the club. However when I entered, I saw that there were only ladies’ clothes in the room wardrobe and there was a lot of woman underwear – mostly very small and slutty. But, I digress; it was the sight of her. All bright with what I assumed were red as her shorts. The ones she wore tantalizing tightly across the rounds of her nicely fattened bottom. That was especially the case as I considered those lovely, lower bare white cheeks I had just seen peeping from under the hemlines of her shirt-shorts she had worn aback in high school as a flag girl.I stopped to smell the roses, nah not really. However, there were the smells associated with female arousal in the. His mouth and his inhibitions also got looser as the alcohol took effect.He said to Zan, “I hate having a small dick.”Zan amused said to see how he would react, “How small?”Essco stood. He wobbled a bit then went and placed the glass on the table. Then he undid his strides and slid his pants and jocks down, so Zan could see. He looked down at his dick in disgust.“Most chicks are that flogged out, I barely touch the sides,” he complained. “Probably why I like blowjobs.”Zan looked at Essco’s.