She began her lecture with far less enthusiasm than we had come to expect over the previous months; the bounciness in her voice was gone and replaced ...y a monotonous drone. I could barely even hear what she was saying despite the microphone. A few muffled voices behind me complained between themselves. Even that pretentious girl rose her hand to ask our lecturer to speak up. The woman gave an uninspired “Oh”, raised her voice only slightly for a few sentences, and her voice became quiet again.. If you don't, I'll have to haul Chet up to a spare bed for the night." To prove her point, she begin gently rolling both nipples. "The boobs don't stand up like they used to, but the business ends still work fine."When he finished and stepped back from the bed, she pulled him down and sat on his lap, apparently a favorite position for all of the Lewis women. "I hope you know, Bud, that I couldn't be more proud of you. You've got more love and more courage to act on it than any man I know. If. ..................As we lay on the sofa with my cock still embedded deep within your beautiful sex I could feel my cock was still hard, I think it's time for bed my darling I said and slowly withdrew knowing the empty feeling you felt between your legs would soon be filled again. As we entered the bedroom you knelt on the bed with your lovely bottom up in the air facing me and your sex clearly visible, looking over your shoulder you said "take me!" How could I resist a request like that? I. ‘Lori Ann.’ she repeated. Then she added with a smile ‘Lori Ann the tran. ‘ ‘ It’s time to see how you look.’ I carried my travel bag to a store room and got my stuff out. There was my mom’s old wig, a bra she was going to throw out, a red sweater and a pair of black slacks she never missed. Best of all by a very strange fluke of genetics I could fit into my mom’s shoes. That’s because I took after my dad’s side of the f****y. They all had tiny feet. With my transformation complete, I.