I could not believe my eyes. She was wearing a black t-shirt ending just above a pair of denim shorts that hugged her ass nicely. I had never seen her... in such clothes before and my testosterone levels shot up. Ramya would later tell me that I seemed so smitten that I was looking at her all the time and her friends kept pulling her leg about it long afterwards. But at the time I was completely oblivious to everything around me. I wanted only my beautiful sexpot Ramya.The rock concert began and. .. fue lo que pensé de la santurrona de mi amiga.Hace unos días me visitó un primo con quien de niños tuvimos una aventurita, y sin muchos rodeos me invito a salir, cita durante la cual me insinuó que pasáramos la noche juntos, que estaba interesado en tener una relación seria conmigo. "No soy de ese tipo de persona" le respondí, "no me acuesto con quien me pretende en la primera cita". Quedamos algo disgustados y pedí un UBER que me llevara a la casa. No habían pasado dos kilómetros de. I might as well havebeen wearing burlap bags for all the comfort they gave me. The girls hadeverything I wanted to wear. They did all of the things I longed to do.I would mope my way home every school day and retreat into my room andinto my daydreams. My brothers, twins, started college in mykindergarten year. I had the bedroom to myself for the first time. I hadno lack of toys and books, but they increasingly lost their value to me.I enjoyed looking at picture books; all of mine, however, were. As all this was happening, his hips had pushed out to be a tad wider. At the same time, his large waist had shrunk a tad. Within a second, his penis was gone, and had been replaced with a set of vaginal lips. He sprayed himself a couple more times, and watched as his waist shrank. It continued until it was nearly a wasp's waist. His ass had swelled and rounded, becoming something of beauty and perfection. He looked into the full-length mirror again. "If that ain't some shit," he thought,.