Ek din me aise hi ek dam (narmada dam like) bandha hua tha waha pe gaya jo dikhne bahut hi awsum tha. Ab me car le ke jaya karta hun to us din me sun ...set ki tasveer le raha tha aur garmiyon ke din the to andhera bhi der se hota he.Muje in sab me waqt laga aur me dam par wapis lota jahan pe mene apni car rakhi thi par ye kya? Wahan pe koi nahi tha! Na aadmi na koi panchi mene socha ki khane gaye honge sab log. Muje raat me bhi koi koi shoot a66e dikh rahe the to me apni car ke pass jakar wahan. We had a good chat, she opened up about her life with her mother, some good and some bad but generally I think she was a good person, the talk and the view she was offering me was having an affect now and when she asked for another drink I knew I had to stand up.“Wow!, you are a good waiter” she said as I walked across the room knowing that I had a flagpole in my shorts and also knowing that she saw it. As I handed her the wine and lit up the joint she looked up at me,“You know what? I think. I'm a girl.She's made me into a fucking girl.Yeah, and one who doesn't know her address, her date of birth or her ownhusband's Christian name. You'd better scarper before that pair start towonder if they should call for help.Merciful God, it gets worse.Ruth is a married woman.This body has been fucked.Bloody hell, she could be--Don't even look that road up in the index, Rich.I'm a girl.Girls have got feet, haven't they? Use the damn things.Get out of here! NOW!I take a step forward and stumble. Looking down,I saw that all at once I had boobs, sort of, so I pulled the skin upand put that dress on again, and this time it fit and it did look likeI had really nice boobs!Looking in the mirror it was obvious that I was a boy in a dress, butwith boobs and a trim waist! My hair was still in a ponytail, so I letit out which improved my looks, but only marginally. That's when Ijumped off the deep end. I took the dress off again and sat at hervanity, and tried my hand at makeup, which was.