"I'm going to help you understand women a little bit better............by turning you into one," she said with a giggle."Oh ok. For a second there I ...thought you were dyingor............wait............WHAT?!" It's only temporary!" she said to me jumping up from my side."What do you mean it's only temporary? Anyways that's not the point,what do you mean you're going to turn me into a woman?" Well my aunt taught me magic when I was younger and then left me someof her books when she died and I. (I was equally humbled that their cocks were in my mouth and my cunt when they made the offer, but that's just the way I am.)Basically, I like to be submissive to male authority, which all guys possess through their dicks. No, I am not talking about whips, chains, leather, or any of that kind of shit: Hey, if a man can't dominate me with the equipment God gave him, then how much of a man can he really be? I learned my place in the world young, as my Dada would come into my room late at night on. Deepti: Okay, my dear son. Be back in a while.Deepti: Wow you set the table very clean today. What’s the matter? You got any surprise for me? (Vihaan regularly used to surprise his mom and try to bring a smile to her face after her hectic day at the office).Vihaan: Nothing today mom, it’s just a normal day. But yes, since you asked, here’s a rose flower for you.Deepti was flattered with this kind of love which her son showered on her.After their dinner, both of them were just relaxing time by. Good, it wasn't going to be crowded like all the other ones; crowds tended to lessen the scare effect.The dirt parking lot was not very easy to walk on in high heels, but she managed to make it to the old, cracked sidewalk and up the worn porch stairs. There was an old mailbox with the word 'TICKETS' painted in red, dripping letters. She had already purchased her ticket online several days ago along with one for her boyfriend. She stuffed the two tickets into the slot and went to the door. She.