It is. The girlfriend began to feel, and the buttocks gently stepped up. This little action was looking at the eyes. Slowly, the small hole left a sma...ll stream, wet the fat hands, and the source was constantly flowing. The drops on the sheets, the tight legs gradually relaxed. "Ah... please don't... too much... ah... I will find it for Jimmy... ah..." The original fat cockroaches had already taken off their underwear when their girlfriends didn't notice it. The big cock that had already been. It was punishment. It was what she wanted. Her thighs trembled with the effort of holding herself upright. Her elbows buckled, forcing her forearms flat against the wall. He followed her without missing a beat. She rested her forehead against the back of her hand and clenched her teeth as wave after wave of rippling pleasure ripped through her. She felt like a rag doll, light and out of control, unable to control her own loose limbs. Every impact of his hips against her backside hit hard enough. "See you tomorrow." Bye Paula," said Miriam.And so, they parted once more. * * *At home, Paula decided to do some thinking, putting the last few monthsof her life into retrospective. She couldn't ignore the simple fact thatshe had taken to being a girl all too easily. Was this part of thefortune cookie's magic, to make her feel comfortable as a girl, or was itsomething else?"What if I was a girl all along?" she thought. "Living as a boy but witha girl's spirit living within, totally. Unsure of where this was all going to lead.Satisfied, Ellen realized they were two beach bunnies, she was a 10.While sadly, her husband's total package was only a '5' at best.Ellen clapped; she was so excited. "Well ready or not it is time foryour big reveal!"Grabbing two towels, she pushed him out the door toward the white sandbeach. George grabbed Ellen's arm as a lifeline. Twenty yards from thesurf she spread the towels out and they lay side by side enjoying thesunshine.Twenty minutes.