" And in another puff of pink smoke, Pixiewas gone.Max and Sammie stared, then rushed into their bedrooms. Both of them found drawers full of female... garments that fit their new bodies perfectly. The only odd-looking garments were the panties; every one of them had a long bulge in the front designed to hold their lengthy "clitorises". All the bras were F-cup size, which meant both of them were rather top-heavy indeed. Before getting dressed, the young couple decided to explore their new. "Got it in one genius. Right, this, this right here is a one off thing do not get used to it!" "What the hell are you talking about Lisa, you come banging on my door at..." Lisa cut me off quick smart. "Shut up! Okay, this endless dance we engage in on that stupid fucking facebook ends right now. We flirt, throw intellectual barbs at each other and discuss some really intense shit. We pretend we are sensible adults who can have a deep conversation without wanting to fuck each other, we bring. People who see me can accept me as a natural female. It ishumiliating and frustrating. I still have male parts under my panties.It isn?t much, and it does not function as a males should, anymore. Itcan?t even ejaculate. I can no longer live life as a man even if I wasfree to live as I want. It has been taken from me.?Michael understood. ?How should I refer to you? It?s your choice and Iwill call you Vincent and treat you as a man if you want. Or do youprefer if I refer to you as a woman??She. He’d slapped me and it hurt but when he slapped my tits they got harder, and I could feel my cunt getting wet it didn’t make sense. This wasn’t supposed to be happening. Once he had my pants down, one hand started rubbing my panties and he moaned aloud. “Your fucking wet little girl.” I was so ashamed I couldn’t say anything. He pulled my hand and forced me down on my knees then pushed me back to lay in the cornfield. He pulled my shoes off, then my jeans leaving me laying there in.