The position you put me in pressed my breasts down onto the rough felt of the table and the roughness caused my nipples to harden more. You took the h...ead of your cock and rubbed it along my slit a few times, eliciting a moan from my lips. I was trying my best to relax. You picked up the bottle of oil and squirted some into the bud of my ass, following with a finger, pushing oil into my tunnel. Even your finger was big in my ass. I was thankful for the oil and you were generous with it. I knew. 'I also didn't regard myself as entirely 'transgender.' I guess theclosest I've come to defining my own gender is 'transfeminine,' meaningsomeone who's born with male genitals but who identifies withfemininity more than with masculinity." They're all just labels, Nel. You are who you are, and I love you,just the way you are. If you want breasts, we'll get you a pair. We'llget you hormones and whatever surgical procedures you want, if any. I'mhappy to have you retain your boy parts if that's. A whisper in a dream. You stood above me watching me slumber. As i dreamed of you my hands found their way down between my thighs. My fingers playing with my pussy lips finding the nub in the center that would be my clit. I sighed because in my dream it were your lips that tasted me, teased me, kissed and sucked me. Your hands roved over my body while you mouth savored the juices that were flowing freely. You pinched my nipples and i gasped and arched my back. Spreading my legs further apart. The bat is simple and yellow.She scowls. “Did you, uh, fix it?”“Yes, Ms. Gordon. It’s specially reinforced.”Barbara looks down at herself. The bulge between her legs isn’t very visible in the jeans that she wears, but in costume it’s another matter. Ivy had been the one to design the plant spores that caused Barbara to grow a penis, but it had been Harley’s idea. Barbara is shocked that Ivy enabled it; she might’ve been drunk.The consequences have been serious. Barbara and over a thousand other.