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... moaning quickly gave way to breathless cries as he moved his body over Eric's, taking his pleasure from him! Eric reached up and started to knead and grope his generous tits, and Joe yelped softly in pain. Understanding, Eric instead started tweaking his nipples. Joe ground his clit against Eric's crotch. The combination of feelings pushed him over the edge, and he groaned, a deep, soulful sound, as every nerve ending in his body was electrified, his vagina clenching hard, only to release in a thumping, flexing series of spasms! Colors burst again into his head and fireworks into his heart, and in that moment he felt like a corner had been turned, a door opened, a flight of doves set free. He felt his consciousness turn in on itself and emerge changed, and in that moment, accepted that he was a she, a girl, reborn. Jo felt Eric suddenly groan too, grabbing her shaking hips. She relished the feeling of possession, grinding her hips against Eric's, feeling her pussy cream seeping out of her and onto Eric's body as Eric's cock swelled in her, and then it was jerking, pulsing. Jo moaned as she felt warmth within her as her canal was filled with rope after rope of Eric's thick jism. She gasped and panted, falling forward onto Eric's chest, feeling her breasts squash under her. The remained coupled for a minute, Jo enjoying the gentle feeling of Eric's cock softening within her, of his juices, mixed with hers, slowly seeping out of her sated pussy. "I'm glad we set that ...

... straight." Eric said, gasping. "Yes." Jo agreed. "Maybe in a couple of weeks we can try having sex. You know, take it slow. Not rush into things." "You're right. No need to rush in. We haven't even kissed yet." She felt rough stubble on her cheek and turned towards it, their lips meeting. They kissed. It wasn't revolting. It tasted sweet. Together, they fell asl**p. *** *tap* Sam murmured, and shifted on the bed. *tap* "Uh..." Sam heard a girl moan, and realized it was him. He looked at his alarm clock. It was nearly two am. *tap* "Huwhu?" He got up, feeling his breasts shifting on his chest. He rubbed his eyes blearily, feeling long, tangled red hair falling down around his face. *tap* Sam walked to the window and looked out, and was startled when a small pebble bounced off of it. He looked down and saw a dim figure in the yard. He opened the windows. "Who's there?" "I was going to wait until tomorrow, Samantha. But I couldn't sl**p. I had to know." The voice was low and thick with emotion. It was Amy. "Amy? What's going on?" "That's what I would like to know. I've made my intentions clear to you, Samantha. But all I'm getting is mixed signals from you. You say you're interested, or at least you don't reject me, but you keep putting me off and you fucking left me hanging tonight." Sam looked guiltily at the blinking cell phone on his desk. "I was so embarrassed when I told my parents that you were coming over, and then you never showed. So I want to know, Samantha. Just tell me ...