'Good morning, Anthony. I am for you.'What an invitation, so direct and confident. What a voice, like quicksilver, fervent with anticipation, as if sh...e'd waited all her life to say those words. And as for the figure: undeniably feminine in build, graceful, lithe, but with maturity, a ballerina whose career had been cut short by puberty - but the change was worthwhile. Prominent 36Ds, firm and round beneath a tight black T-shirt, nipples jutting like football studs. Curvaceous hips, wrapped in. Okay, Princess, Im going to stick it in now. Do your best not to move and push back against me the best you can. All right, Daddy, Macy said nervously. She held her breath. Jim chuckled a little. Breathe, baby, its okay. Youre going to make me so happy. He slid the head of his cock in her little bum and she whimpered. She didnt pull away and her slight resistance made Jim even harder. He slid a little more in. Oh, God, Daddy, Macy whispered. It hurts a bit. I think its because my ass is so. Pre cum was dribbling out the end. She played with my cock for a minute and then pulled me over on top of her. My cock head stuck right between her pussy lips and we were face to face. She smiled real big as she guided my cock into her cunt. I pushed into her as she held her lips apart. When I was deep inside her she asked me "Well now, how do I feel? Do you like my pussy? Just pump me slowly and hold back as long as you can and then when you can't hold it any longer just let your cum flow into. Finally, I eased out of the warm bed, careful not to wake her. Then, I made my way to the communal bathrooms before heading out for my run.As I ran that morning, I remembered my previous life and all the loneliness I had endured. I vowed to myself, that if there was a way I could ever help anyone else from suffering that same cruel fate, I would. Then, shaking off my lethargy, I looked to the dawn of a new day, and thought to myself, "It's been a hell of a week since I woke up as Michael.