“The police said it was a technical problem, but I wasn’t so sure. I think the board computer got hacked. The navigation system of my car started ...to behave funny… and I crashed into a bridge. The speedometer indicated 267 mph. That was the last I saw before the airbags knocked me out. I was still conscious when they tried to get me out of the car. My body felt alien, as if it was… transformed into something else. I had to bear the sight of my left foot resting comfortably… on my breasts. The. .. that he had just a short time ago been fucking the wife of the man he had caught with Sharon. But now that fact came back with pristine clarity, and he felt a deep disgust inside him, disgust at his own sin, disgust at the way he was taking it out on his wife... his own crime and hers... she was bearing the brunt for both of them... But he couldn't stop himself as he unmercifully fucked into her cringing form. He felt he was a man no longer... just a raving beast venting his primitive. She became an expert at milking me with those Kegels and she took great delight in sitting on top of me, not moving, as I tried to resist and always failed, eventually groaning as I spurted into her. She liked to lie on top of me when we went to sleep, like she had the first night, that night that changed our lives when our parents realized they had to take away the stone that was balancing the boulder.It was common for all of us to sleep in the boys’ room. While Dad had been outfitting rooms. FHere's one for the psychologists and gender-identity specialists (I havemet one or two): At my last assessment, we get them every eighteenmonths now, I learnt that of the seven misgendered victims only one wentfor gender reassignment. Of the others, three are in heterosexualrelationships, two are homosexual (hello) and one is living gender fluidin some kind of commune in Wiltshire where they can make love withwhoever they want.GLater in the morning, when breakfast calls, I go through the.