As if an answer to a prayer, seemingly far off she heard her femininename being called. Again she staggered forward, stumbling over anotherlog and fal...ling prone into the snow."Etu!" she cried. "I am lost!" No longer could she push aside herfeminine half, she buried her face into her frozen hands and begancrying like the girl she had become. Again she thought she could hearthe staccato echoing in the woods. She lifted her head and struggledonce again to her frozen feet.Again she thought she. . i suck gently on your fat cock-headas i savor the flavor of your cum & my ass be4 making my way down the girthy shaft as i delight in the fantastic feeling of your hot & thick cock-meatas it stretches between my clasping lips... as i stare up at u & take your entire cock in2 my hot sucking mouth... u groan as my lips slide 2 the base of your cock & i feel the tip of your extremely thick cock-head slide all the way in2 the opening of my throat...u moan" all the way down !! take it all the way. They commented how girly I smelled and that I'llnever wear men's clothes or pants again.... Finally I was just in mypink thong panties which I always wore underneath the past few weeks.This is right the men said, right on you to wear those pretty pinkpanties, look at that smooth girly ass they smacked me and I gasped..almost like a girl... and they laughed.It will just be skirts for you now on, I just nodded not understandingyet inside me trying to rebel.You'll be our pretty secretary right. " she replied. "I didn't want to be a teenager.And I sure as hell didn't want to be a girl." Maybe not directly. Although I will admit, I am quite surprised thatyou even remember being Hank at all. Most of my clients have thistendency to forget who they _once were_ as they get help becoming whothey _now are_."More than a little confused by the double talk, Heather asked "Whatthe hell are you talking about?" Simply speaking, you are not the only person providing input intowhat we shall call.