Hey. I caught you. Don’t think I didn’t. I know. Your eyes were probing my hot rear. You couldn’t resist your testosterone fuelled urges. But I’m not upset. In fact, I can’t blame you. I have a hot rear. It’s so girly and nicely shaped. You see I was a man. Before the incident that was.
I was devastated initially. I couldn’t live as a woman but I adjusted and now I’m a strong woman.
I don’t blame you. If I were still a man and I saw a beautiful female such as myself, I’d have to be holding myself back not to touch her. But I gurrantee you it’s better being the woman. I can touch myself whenever I want. And that sexy rear makes a luxurious seat cushion. Oh well, enjoy your view, I now that I enjoy the body.