She convinced me and we exchanged photos. Later I accepted her love. We started daily late n8 talks. One day I asked her kiss by phone , she gave me, ...I asked her measurements she told me as above I describe her figure. Next day I sent a double meaning msg to her , she didn’t replay me, in n8 she called me and asked the meaning of the msg, I said I want to fuck u. at first she scold me , days passed daily we talked about sex ,she is also showing interest in sex.We started phone sex we both. “Mmm, that was good. But there's another place on Mommy you love to eat. That you find tasty.”I pulled my mouth away. She wasn't aiming the remote at me. Didn't need to. Whatever she said, I obeyed. Believed. I was her Pussy-slut.“You're also Mommy's Anal-slut,” she said. “You love licking Mommy's asshole while fingering that hot cunt of yours.”“I do!” I moaned, my tongue flicking over my lips.“Damn,” Billy groaned. “You are nasty, Mom. I love it!”“You just inspire Mommy,” she purred then. Mid morning I spotted Tom,who headed a different department, passing my door but he didn't look inuntil on his way back, when he did the now usual double-take at my hair."Wow, that's different!" he exclaimed, coming in."Could you shut the door, please," I replied, "I need to talk to you.You see, I'm not the body-swapper any more." I was just thinking that," he said, "so who has she moved on to?" Well, I think of him as male, because he's a middle-aged man calledPeter, that I used to be, now.". ” “Yeah, well, I’m not completely what I appear to be.” “Meaning?” “Meaning, biologically I’m not a female.” Joe looked at me in disbelief. “You mean you’re carrying something extra down below?” “That’s right… ” “Well hey,” said Joe. “That’s cool, not a problem I assure you. I’m one of the most open-minded guys you’ll ever meet.” I was ecstatic at what I was hearing. “Oh, Joe, I’m so glad. I really like you.” “And I like you. And I think you’re really hot. Say, are you and John.