A wide eyed blue eyed teenager stared back at me. Her blonde hair floweddown my sides and back. She looked graceful and athletic at the sametime, I ra...ised my hands up and saw how slender they were, with matchinglong slender fingers and long nails. Looking down the shift, I froze as Isaw what were now my breasts softly rising and falling on my chest. Theylooked to be 34D in size maybe, or even bigger perhaps.Taking off the shift, I saw my petite, athletic body in all its glory.Gone was the 6ft. ” She looks deeply into my eyes and I can see the lust and trust that she has in me. I lift her into my arms and hold her as I shove my dick all the way into her. She wails at the sky as I hold her against my chest I feel her tremble in pain. I whisper into her ear “Its ok hunny we can take all the time you need to get over the pain.” She turns and whispers back “Thank you Cory, I knew it would hurt but I'm still glad to be in your arms like this.” I feel her relax in my arms and she says Cory. I had flirted with the idea, when I was in college, of trying sex with another guy. I'd even gone so far as to go to several adult video arcades with every intention of sucking off or being fucked by another guy. But every time a hard cock would come through the glory hole to me, I'd get scared and leave. But I'd always go back to my room and beat off until I exploded all over my stomach and chest, imagining I'd sucked the cocks like a whore, even letting them come into my booth and bend me. She was androgynous looking and reminded me of the famous Mexican artist and activist, Frieda Kahlo. By the time the meeting began there was an eclectic and racially mixed crowd of thirty five people in the room.The first several people to speak were relatives of young people who had been killed by Chicago police and their anguish was heartbreaking to hear. At the conclusion of the three hour meeting, a vote was taken to start a new organization to not only confront the epidemic of police.