I was born like any other boy, but as soon as I entered my adolescence, I understood the other side of me. I was a cute boy back then, and whenever I ...started masturbating, I imagined myself as a girl fucked my strong men. My body stats only helped this feelings.After joining the college in a faraway metro, I unrevealed my girly side to a man I met in a dating site. After a couple of months, we met and talked more and decided to stay till I complete my college studies. His name is VarunSo before. “She always seemed very nice.”“She is,” Rachel said. “We’ve been friends a long time.”“And that other girl, Brenda was her name, right,” Belle asked. “Have you known her long too?”“Actually, Mary Ann and I just met her a few weeks ago at a club,” Rachel said, bringing her glass up to enjoy more of the wine. “We all just seemed to hit it off and became almost instant friends.”“I see,” Belle said while Rachel took her drink. “Was that at “Cherry Pie” or another club?”Caught in mid swallow, it was. He moves his hand away as if he has justtouched a hot stove. This is due to not as much of the touch of his newcrotch, which he barely felt, but from the realisation that his hands areno longer his hands anymore.He tries to relax more before inspecting any upper parts of his body.Moving his focus from his no longer masculine crotch to his navel, it isthe ratio of his hips to waist that is most disturbing. In his normalbody, his waist was a bit smaller than his hips but now they. However, she continued "... but this cock just won't do." Still seated her cool hands cupped his balls then squeezed and tugged sharply with such force that he dropped to his knees gasping with the shock. Paying no attention to his distress she arose from the chair in a graceful and unhurried motion.As she made her way across the room she could feel his stare on her pert arse. The clothes she was wearing were tailored for her every curve. They wouldn't have looked out of place in the.