That's you, isn't it Trish!" I stuttered, gaspingat the end when the nasal high-pitched voice that ushered out of mymouth sunk into my brain.?"It's no...t Trish anymore, or even Patricia. Honey, it's Patrick," hesaid, fighting his way out of the tatters of his shirt. "Boy, you nevertold me how good it feels to be a man." She flexed the thick muscles ofher arms and chest and looked generally astonished if not completelyhappy with her new form.?"I-I-I... what's happened to us?" I mumbled, getting to. He loved it when she touched herself. Just then he heard the slightest moan and he knew she had slipped her finger inside. As he watched, she started with one finger, so slow but then her hips just kept moving faster and faster. He knew she was craving anything and everything he would put inside her. As he watched and listened to her he could tell she was getting close to making her self cum. She had lost control and was moaning so loud and as she got closer to cumming she sat up on her knees. A few months later her mother went out of station to attend some function and her son was down with typhoid and it was severe so they were staying in a hospital.It was Sunday so my mom asked me to go to hospital and ask them if they need any help. When i went there i found aunt(Janaki) sitting beside the bed and Raj was asleep she felt really happy to see me as she badly wanted some company which i realised after a 10min talk with her she talked about my education,movies and many more general. "So, I hear you and Momsie and the Squirt did the beach thing yesterday?" she pulled on the last half of her beer as she paused from her question."Yeah. I replied, "We went down to Huntington and rode as few waves and caught a few rays." I tried for surfer chic with this comment, but might have overdone it a tad."What I heard was you copped a few feels, burned like a lobster and couldn't get your shitmobile running because your windows were all stuck and you couldn't open the doors." She was.