I don’t know what he did to me, but I am sure 10 minutes ago I was a woman…. I mean a man… And now, I am here, sitting down on his couch, wearing no pants, holding my ponytails up. Hoping for him to catch my drift, and come here and make me his. I don’t care who I used to be. All I want is to test my new body. I can only imagine how good it will feel. What is he waiting for? does he expect me to beg? Read more