Finally I couldn't stand it any more and I was about to give up. Somehow I decided to try to push just a little further. I did and I felt something te...r a little inside me and just then it didn't hurt as much."She stopped speaking, remembering, then said, "By now my fingers were nearly touching my vagina and I realized I needed to put the fat end in first if I wanted the thickest part inside me. I pulled it out, intending to reverse it. That was when I discovered that it and my hands were. "Devin would give her a curious look and say, "Isn't he? I think he's taller than Jenna physically, but she still seems to dwarf him because she stands up straight." True enough, but one of the secrets you learn by being popular is that it's more important what you think than what you are. I mean, look at Haley. She's not in our league either—she's so fat." She's not fat. I mean, she's not like life-threateningly obese, she's still healthy. It's just our cultural obsession with thinness.". The nurses showed me howto dilate, packed my new vagina, put my dressings back on and I wasgood to go home. Walking was a bit hard so Mom made arraignments tohave a wheel chair for me at the airport when we left and arrivedhome. Roger was there to pick us up from the airport and when we gothome, there was a big "Surprise" from most of my family and friends.They had made a banner that said, "Welcome to Womanhood!."For the first week, or so, I was supposed to just lay around and startdoing my. I need so much more.Your hands crawled up and down my body, clawing and scraping my fiery flesh as your tongue got harder and faster. How do I make the pain stop? I can’t do this anymore. Be your booty call, your soulmate, and best friend. But it kills me to even think about stopping. I could tell my words were in line with what you were thinking as you bit me and became more aggressive. Your fingers found my nipples and pinched and pulled them as I sobbed your name. Please don’t stop. Love me.