This went on for a few seconds after which she was thrusting her boobs into my mouth. I continued licking circles on her boobs around her nipples with...out actually touching her nipples.She became wild and said don’t torment me like this please suck my nipples or I wil become crazy. I slowly took her nipples one by one and held them in between my teeth slowly and carefully giving sensation of my teeth without biting hard. She got two orgasms immediately and hugged me tight. Then I made her stand. I mean, yeah, being a girl would be great fornow, but my mom was right. Once I started growing breasts, itwould be nearly impossible to go back to being a boy. Was Icertain that I wanted to do this forever? Every time I thoughtabout changing my mind, however, the less the idea appealed tome. By the time Friday came, I was ready to forever put behind meany trace of boyhood.On Friday morning, I got up, got dressed, and went downstairs forbreakfast. I walked into the kitchen with the last of my. “Oh wow,” she exclaimed, as she hand-searched my crotch for my tool.“Can I play with it?” she asked.I silently unsnapped my jeans and pushed them down past my knees, kicking off my penny loafers. I pushed my underwear past my knees and all prudishness with it. Spying my eight and a half-inch erection, Cheryl immediately took it in hand to inspect it.“I bet your wife loves you!” she exclaimed.“Not nearly as much as she should,” I replied, as my house guest cupped my testicles in her hand. I. I have to get help. I look in the mirror. My face is feminine, my upper body is feminine but hard to size because of the sweatshirt and no tits. I have no hips, but you can tell I have a pussy. The pants are tight around the legs and you can tell that my thighs are shapely.The clock says - 8:42AM - Despite the ever constant roar in my kunt, I am ready to go get help. "What's this" I ask myself as I pass by my dresser. "Put it down, and don't go there!" I scream at myself. What is in my hand is.