For my experiment to produce reliable results, all changes must be reversible. Fortunately, I learned through research, that the stories were large...ly incorrect. While reproductive function would be sacrificed, a change of gender surgery was reversible. My testers' research discovered that a report of a boy, who had lost most of his penis during a circumcision accident. Pursuant to a Doctor's advise, his remaining genitals were surgically changed into a vagina. But once the girl. Then he started to kiss on my chest, sucking my tits. Then I feel his finger entering behind the lips of my already dripping pussy. He teases my hole circling and dipping, making me moan at every touch. Then by surprise he picks me up and finds his way to my bedroom, motioning to the others to follow. He lays me on my bed and ravages me, leaving 3 shots of his cum when he pulls out. I dip two fingers into my pussy and taste him cum. I. Lettie passed the joint round again, I took a slow pull, and it felt wonderful.Goodness, I was so rigid now, so correct. The people I mixed with were all rigid and correct.But well, I didn’t have to be correct any more did I? No office to go to, no suit to signal my status and respectability ... what had happened to me since those days when I was young and free and a hippie?“Could we listen to some?” Lettie seemed keen.“Of course,” I said, “I’ll go and get the hifi, I’ve been meaning to bring. That’s okay i will keep it for night.’ So I kept it on the table there and told her that I’m leaving but dint wanted to leave in my heart. Suddenly she asked me to stay sayingAunty: em veltav ma. Undu ikada koncham matladu. Elago okadve untav ga . naku bore kodtundi.I was happy and said okay aunty. So tell me . and I sat on the chair opposite to her. Conversation starts like this.Aunty: chepu how are you and work.?Me: nice aunty.meeru ela unaru?A: bagane unta nenu. Ela unaru ne girlfriends.?M:.