"Aren't you disturbed by your transformation? It was only a week ago for you," she asked. Petra seemed to freeze as she stopped to think. Then she spo...ke, as if confused."You know, now that you mention it, and I'm not queer or anything, but it hasn't bothered me that much. Not much at all. That's strange..."The room was silent for a few moments as both considered the matter. But it seemed as if it was hard to hold on to that particular train of thought for any period of time. Petra returned to. So instinctually I muttered in a rather stern voice - "I am pretty sure these are yours, Crystal" By now the blood was rushing into my oxygen starved brain, and my grip on Crystal's crotch had started to loosen. I looked up at her face and there she stood with her head lifted up slightly and her eyes closed. A soft moan escaped her lips, and it felt as if she bucked her hips to get closer to my manly palm. She lifted one hand and squeezed tight one of her boobs. There are moments when your. All the guys liked her but they all said her breasts were too small...k**s these days...anyway this story is about when i finally got to be with her.i was on the school basketball team even though i'm only 6 ft 2 i was pretty good. she didn't coach us but was always at training watching us. i made sure i was at the top of my game to impress her. usually afterwards when the players are heading back to the locker rooms i stop to ask her about my progress, just to talk to her.but one day it all. He also works out in the gym.”“I’ve seen a lot of naked bodies here today,” reflected Kurt, “and this is just my first day. I’ve never been in a situation where I could go naked, even if I wanted to. My father abandoned us shortly after my little brother was born. Until I was imprisoned, I lived at home and Mama would’ve about killed me if she caught me naked after I was about five years old. I had a sister two years younger and a brother that was four years younger. When I was a younger.