Bill paid for most everything, so I had money in the bank, under my male name. I could Toys pay for and apply for a name change, and apply to have my birth certificate changed. What are the odds of me doing that without anyone finding out? While I was trying to decide what to do, Bill took me off on a great vacation week. I didn’t have any vacation accumulated, but he got the company to give me some anyhow. When you’re a senior VP, you have pull, and Bill was and he did. We took a company jet and flew to a Florida vacation resort. I was concerned about flying since that would require ID, if I was on a commercial airline. Not on the company plane though. It was a fantastic resort, luxurious, and Bill and I were treated like we were really important. He really was, but I only was because I was with Bill. Back home, I began to accept that, there was no chance of me going back to being a guy, but being a woman had its own set of problems. I figured I might be fetish able to deal with them, but if I blindsided Bill, stockings he’d be really pissed. He’d probably be pissed anyhow, but I didn’t figure I’d be able to hide it as I got things changed. One night right after the vacation, when we’d just fucked, and were lying in bed naked with Bill still stroking my boobs and pussy, I decided to talk to him. “Bill, love, I told you there were things about me that you might not like if you found out.” “I remember. What about it?” “You need to know – I used to be a guy.” “Interesting. Doc says you have a full set of female parts. Trans women don’t have those things.” “I’m not trans – not like that blowjob anyhow.” “How then?” “An experimental drug that completely kink changed me – even all my internal organs.” “Why did you change? You wanted to be a woman?” “No, not at all. I was tricked by my roommate – the woman you saw me with that night. She took it also, but she took another pill that changed her back to a man.” I slipped it off, my breasts constrained by a strapless bra with flower prints on it. Brianna twitched with the echoes of her orgasm, then brought her head forward to stare rapturously at me from a disheveled mess of hair. She asked why. It was like she was using my cock like a toy rubbing it all over her clit and sliding it in and out of her. That made me crazy kink I grabbed her waist and pulled her into a kiss we stood there in the tub kissing for couple of minutes. Normally if someone called her “Marcy,” she would correct them and say, “My name is Marcella, not Marcy,” but she had given up with PLATO. “I’m to grant them to you, give you a brief explanation of what you’re now capable of, and leave.” I questioned, bringing my hands to it. "No!" I responded in a shocked voice. Cigarettes, fetish wrist brace, Bactine, and pain pills. "And if it's a dark drink," Kelly finished, pouring the rum and coke. His third shot left him and fell upon Jean's left tit, and slowly dripped off blowjob her nipple and onto her belly. Then I connected eyes with Brandon, and all the melancholy left me. I stockings didn’t even register the horror of being bodiless. Chapter 16 And that is exactly what she did. “I fucked a dozen guys before and I know exactly what you want, you little fag!” and kept fucking me without mercy. Jane increased the pace with her hand, hoping to make him cum soon. This was Toys just like the videos she watched at the Mayim Clinic. Stan had silently gotten off the couch and knelt behind me. He yanked my skirt up over my ass and my panties down around my knees. climaxes and finally he started to scream and cum as Her hand still working away at the lower part of the shaft. Alexia didn't care. Pain flared. The girls almost immediately start shedding their clothing. I slid my fingers through my hairs and found my pussy lips. I need to intervene, cooler heads must always prevail.” It didn’t seem like she had been gunning for a fight.