I didn’t want her to stop, I could feel my cum building up and I think she could sense it because she stopped. “I don't want you to cum just yet b...by!” she said, standing up.She winked at me, then she hiked her dress up a bit and straddled me, sitting down in my lap again. With a naughty little smile, she took hold of the zipper in front of her dress and pulled it slowly down. She pulled the zipper all the way down to below her navel where it stopped, but that was far enough. For the first. Blotchy ruddy skin was smoothed andlightened. His brown hair, grew longer and darker, naturally curly.Thick fingers turned delicate. A stocky build grew lithe and curvy inall of the right places."What the fuck!" Carl said. "Are you turning me into a ... into a girl?"The realization dawned on him like a thunderbolt.I could only stare as I watched the transformation continue. "Tim, talkto me," Carl, I mean Kylie said. Her voice was a mellifluous contraltonow; I couldn't wait to hear her growl. We were sitting next to each other and holding handsunder the table. The first Thanksgiving with your girlfriend's family hadto be tricky, and he was doing great. He seemed relaxed, even though Iknew he wasn't. As long as I could keep him from talking religion withUncle Tim, everything would be fine."Every transsexual has to struggle with figuring out at what stage ofknowing someone they should tell about their past. I've had a lot of lucktelling people about it very early on, but making it. I had followed Steve’s instructions…prior to putting on my gown, I excused myself and slipped into the bathroom. I had placed some lubrication in my purse…coating the plug, I then raised and placed my foot on the edge of the toilet…bending over slightly, I was able to reach behind myself…aligning the plug to my darkened hole, I pushed the bulb past my sphincter and it settled in my bowels.My father kissed me on my cheek, he shook Steve’s hand and then, they hugged; I took my place, standing.