‘Well, time to leave,’ Max said under his breath to himself. He stood the best he could with his sleeping feet and he began to wrench on the pipe ...he was cuffed to, twisting it in its fittings. Max hoped they hadn’t fixed it since the last time Gillian had caught him. He suppressed a grunt and was rewarded with a quiet squeak as the pipe gave under his powerful hands. After a few turns, one end of the pipe was free. He slid his handcuffs off the end of the pipe and set to looking about the small. I asked herhow quickly the changes would happen. She said that they would be verygradual, almost unnoticeable at first, but that after a year or so, Iwould begin to show unmistakeable female physical characteristics.I thought about it for a long time. I enjoyed my boy's life, but I knewthat as Mary, I felt more "appropriate." I felt more like my true"self." I agreed to start on hormones in October. The psychologist wasright about the changes being gradual. Maybe they had me on a. Fir jaise hi unki pakad dheeli hui, maine unki nabhi ke upar furfurate hue josh mein aakar nabhi ke andar jeebh ghusa di.Bhaiya to nahi samjh paye, lekin mujhe darr laga ki kahi bhabhi naraaz naa ho jaye. Isliye turant se maine bahana banaya, ki meri jeebh par unki nabhi ki rui jaisi gandagi aa gayi. Aur ye bol kar maine muh chhota sa bana liya. Bhabhi gussa karne ke bajaay hasne lagi, aur mujhe boli-Bhabhi: Meri sundi (nabhi) ko geela karoge to yahi hoga.Main: Bhabhi nabhi ko saaf rakha karo,. " I nodded and took a large gulp of my drink. She grinned. "Good girl. Now, why don't you put on some music so we can dance?" I nodded and got up, almost robotically. I turned on the music - it was R&B. Slow and sensual. She stood up and walked over to me, taking my hand and guiding me to the dance floor. She stood behind me and began turning her hips, grinding on me. It felt good, almost right even. I began to move with her hips, swaying back and forth, always together. Soon, I built up the.