I felt angry at the world for putting me in this situation.I even felt sorry for myself. I was convinced that my life was nowofficially over. I cried ...a little more as well, till I noticed something,I stunk. No not that my mood was so foul, I actually smelled bad. 'Maybemy nose is more sensitive now.' With aversion, I laid my pillow down and got out of bed. I sniffed aroundto confirm that it was really me and my nose cringed at the smell of mydirty fur. 'Man, that is all I need, smelly fur and a. “Is that how you’re feeling?” I asked.“Yes, and I’m really fucked-up by how exciting I found it. Also wondering if she will go off and find other men.”“That final bit is up to you, how you handle it is important. You need to be really honest with Hazel. Tell her all your fears, but always keep telling her how beautiful you thought she was and how excited you got watching her get so turned on. If you get negative or try and put the blame on her, you’ll lose her for sure. This was all you're. Is your love for Brad strong enough for you to deal with your pain and suffering?”“I know it is. I love my Brad and I want to have our five babies. I want to spend the rest of my life with him.”“What if, Abby, right now ... is the end of the rest of your life?”“Then I know that, even though I’m only seventeen, I’ve been loved by my Brad, the only man I ever needed.”Brad’s lower lip trembled as he attempted to sing to Abby. His tears continue to flow freely, blurring his vision. “I know you can. I loved the feel of my huge breasts bouncing as I played and my luscious ass and thighs and big hips, which curved out and tapered in under my skirt, and I began to explore my new body more and more I found myself playing with my hairless anus at night instead of my penis, which didn't even work anymore. Natalie and her mom started having me douche my 'vagina' regularly, and I got a cute little ring inserted into my extra-small penis. My lips were full and always red, and Natalie said they.