Thomas was now a girl, a female, not dressing up as one, but actually being one, physically and biologically as one. He didn't want to be one. But here he was, what he would be if he were born in one day. But he had problems, thou he was starting to adjust being one, he figured that he dressed as a tomboy. But it wasn't to be. Sister and a few of her friends are. Who knew what was happening to me? They decided to get me out of the funk, help me get in touch with my feminine self, so they decided to take me out of the outside to a club and a makeover. I wanted to say no, but part of me, wanted to discover this feminine body, Thomas want to know why he been feeling funny, sort of horny, which was strange. But Thomas started to loosen up a bit. After two or was it four shots, what happened next was a surprise to me and his sister and her friends. What I did was kind of surprising. I was wearing a kind of club top and shorts that he wanted to dance on top of the table. And I started to take off the top to reveal his/her bra, Thomas want to bone the guy, any guy that he/she felt horny. But at the time, Thomas didn't realise it. The next morning, Thomas woke up. When he/she woke up. With a headache or two. His/her nipples his/her feminine crotch, his/her vagina felt strange and sore. Thomas couldn't understand why he/so strange. Thomas sister came in, a hour later, she say, hello, slut, she said, I said what, I said. Oh, come on now, like you didn't know now. Then she showed me the video of what happened. I looked at it a second or third time. Thomas could believe that, I actually did that, you should have held your drinks, part of me was embarrassed and a bit proud of what I did. I was a girl, now whether I like it or not. Now I had girl sex.
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