"I said, "what can I say, I am a work in progress. I am going to thelaundromat tomorrow if you want to come with me, and you can call meJamie."Shanno... said, "I would rather ride with you in your car than haul theclothes on the bus. Jamie does suit you."I said, "I like the name, I will need to look into having a legal changeof name. After all, I do not look like a James, Jim or Jimmy now andthe further my transformation progresses I will not resemble a man andshould use a woman's name," I. Madeline wasn't sure what was going to happen next but she was happy that it wasn't ending yet. When she came back she had a strap on in her hand. Madeline had the urge to ask her where the hell she had gotten that from but didn't want to spoil anything. She watched as Sheri put it on and then trade places with Mary. She came in between her mother's legs and spread them wide. She held on to the fake dick as she entered it into her mother. Madeline gasped at the feel of it going into her all to. Suddenly, my stomach tied itself in knots ... I felt ... loose ... my asshole clenched. I slipped the guitar in its plush case and stood ... one might say I waddled down the hall and to the bathroom ... Waddled is too slow but my guts wouldn't have withstood a run ... or even a 'trot.'To myself ... but aloud ... I mumbled, "Don't fart ... don't fart."The light was out ... the door was open. I said a silent thanks to what ever gods there be, dropped my shorts and sat ... with milliseconds to. His efforts relieved some of the burden from me and allowed me to concentrate. Each, thrust of his cock, each tweak of my nipple and each rub on my clit charged me like a capacitor, filling it to capacity before releasing the surge. I was getting close. Oh god yes! Yes! Oh my god. Right there! Michis orgasm hit. Michi fell silent as her orgasm took over. I had lost, but I was no doubt going to finish. Oh so close. I was moaning and didnt care who was in earshot. I was frantic, sprinting,.