這個問題真的問得有點大，我把女性身體裡，荷爾蒙的變化稍微說明一下，對於妳了解黃體素作用會有些幫助：
在月經週期中，各種荷爾蒙的變化及相互的影響其實是十分複雜的，女性體內主要的男性素來源，一是卵巢，一是腎上腺，在正常的月經週期一開始，也就是月經來潮時，卵子在濾泡期會開始慢慢的成長，在卵子的部份可以粗略的分為兩個部份，一是顆粒細胞(granulosa cell)，一是鞘細胞(theca cell)，兩者分工合作，腦下垂體的黃體化激素會刺激鞘細胞，讓它把膽固醇變成兩種男性素(androstenedione; testosterone)，然後它們再被運送到顆粒細胞中，經由濾泡激素的作用，在顆粒細胞中產生芳香化作用(aromatization)，讓這兩種男性素轉變成女性荷爾蒙(estradiol; estrone)，所以男性素可以說是女性素的原料。
隨著黃體化激素作用及濃度的升高，男性素的分泌會在排卵期達到高峰，這其中也有一些是因為其它較小萎縮的濾泡，無法將男性素轉化成女性素所造成的，之後由於黃體化激素的作用使顆粒細胞黃體化，鞘細胞也會被包進去並成為黃體的一部份，這時候黃體內會變成將膽固醇轉化成女性荷爾蒙(estradiol)及黃體素(progestrone)，黃體素可以讓子宮內膜穩定，如果這時候懷孕了，黃體素就會扮演安定胚胎的角色，這也是為什麼服用黃體素可以安胎的原因。
不過黃體素的種類有很多種，身體分泌的，與我們口服、針劑的黃體素結構上有一些差異，從上面的描述中妳可以知道，這些荷爾蒙的結構是很接近的，事實上，黃體素也會有一些男性素的作用，人工合成的黃體素中，有些男性素作用特別強，例如levonorgestrel，如果拿來安胎，可能會造成胎兒心臟、腎臟、神經系統、女嬰男性化等問題，所以安胎或是助孕時要選擇特定的黃體素。
黃體素因為對生殖系統以及身體其它器官有不同的反應，所以廣泛應用於治療與內分泌系統有關的毛病，經前症候群也是其中之一，其實不僅是黃體素，用避孕藥也可改善經前症候群，這些荷爾蒙可使起伏較大的體內內分泌變化趨於穩定，不過效果因人而異，也有不少人吃了沒效。
2010年2月1日星期一
黃體素究竟是什么東西？有何功效？
2010年1月30日星期六
Girdles - a journey into fantasy and back
Girdles - a journey into fantasy and back.
This story is about FALSE GUILT that can be caused by parents, churches, or other people in power, and the other problems that are caused by this form of "Legalism". If the Bible does not condemn something, or the law from the Old Testiment does not apply in this era (like animal sacrifice etc.). Do not burden your children with your own "rituals, customs, dos and don'ts, and preferences" by enforcing your rules as if they are from GOD.
You ask: "What is wrong with wearing a girdle?" and that is the point. Some people can have problems with ordinary things.
When I was eleven years old I found a box of old bras and girdles in the storage room in the basement. I was overweight and knew from the television advertisements that grown women used girdles to make them look slimmer.
I asked my step mother if I could play with these. She said that she didn't think that I could fit in them. The type of girdles my step mother had stored away were the open bottom type, with front, back and some with side panels, they must have been many years old. They all had zippers on the side and some were high waist styles with bones to keep them from rolling from the waist. There was a variety of styles, mostly in good repair, but some had holes, torn zipper hooks, and torn garters tabs. All were worn in spots and some had lost their elastic power. I tried some of them on and they did fit. They were tight and they did make me look slightly slimmer and a lot less bulging in places.
When I moved around wearing one of the girdles, some tops rolled over and the bottom with the garters rode up exposing my butt and the garters poked me. This wouldn't be practical for wearing under pants and would be very uncomfortable. How did women wear these everyday without going crazy. The answer was stockings. I went to my step mother's dresser, took some, put them on, and hooked them up to the girdle. This worked for the bottom, but the top still rolled. By adjusting the top to match my natural waist and put on some pants with a belt, the rolling top was kept in place.
I went upstairs with the girdle, stockings, and pants on. I felt slimmer, but not as comfortable. The girdle's tightness made me feel stiff and harder to take a deep breath and the area around the garters and the top of the stockings pulled and pinched. Also my personal parts were not covered and felt naked. I would need to wear underpants over or under the girdle. I thought this would work and tried it. I decided to try to wear a girdle and stockings etc. when ever I wanted. There were no sexual thoughts and no shame involved. Just a method of looking better, but less comfortable. Besides, half of the adults wore them, even though they didn't like to admit it. They were called unmentionables. When I looked in the mirror while wearing a girdle, I saw that my butt looked similar to the butts of ladies in girdle adds. Now I could also tell whether a woman or girl was wearing one. They looked like they had one big cheek, instead of two separate cheeks and felt hard instead of soft.
When one of my friends came over to play and watch TV, I told him about wearing girdles and showed them to him. My friend didn't seem to think wearing a girdle to look thinner was weird and strange. If they made girdles for men, fat men could wear them, but since they didn't, these would do. To him, woman's clothes, in general, were weird. Later my friend told his older sister and she asked if I also wore brassieres, but I didn't know that a bra was short for brassiere, and I said what is that? I had tried on my step mother's bras but with no busts, found that they were useless to me.
I told my stepmother that I was wearing the girdles I had found and she was interested, but not alarmed. She thought it was kind of cute as I paraded around playing dress up, wearing just girdles and stockings. I was curious as to why she wore these types of girdles and not the new ones advertised on TV. I thought that the Playtex rubber girdles would do the best job. She said that she had tried them, but got a rash from them. She said that she hated to wear bras and girdles, but had to, because fashion dictated that as a woman she had to wear certain clothes. This stuck with me, I liked to wear a girdle, and couldn't see why women wore things that they said they hated to wear. I guessed that wearing one every day and being uncomfortable for prolonged period could make them hate girdles, like a slow torture or punishment. But if girdles were made comfortable, then everyone could enjoy looking better, including boys and men, especially fat ones.
My childhood background was one of lost love and rejection. I was adopted into a good loving family and my adopted mother loved my like her own, but in three years she died of cancer. Eventually my adopted father remarried a much younger lady, who was the daughter of one of my housekeepers that babysat me while I was too young for school. By the time I started first grade, I had a step brother and since he was a blood relation, I was treated like a stranger that was a threat to the new heir. I was then shipped off to various boarding schools so that I had little contact with my father, family, or any body except strangers.
When I was three and living with an aunt, while my adopted mother was dying, she dressed me in very frilly dresses, at my request, she thought it was cute, but the novelty wore off. While in third grade and staying with my dad's partner, between boarding schools, I was placed in his oldest girl's room, and I got into her stuff, and got trapped in her underwear and had to cut my way out. This caused a large scene and embarrassed my father.
After a year in a Canadian boarding school for 4th grade, I was sent to Maryland to spend the summer with friends of my father, who had several of their own kids and lived on a farm outside of Baltimore. While there, an older recently married couple who worked for a supplier of both my father and his friend met me. They were too old to have kids and also could not adopt a baby. They wanted to take care of me, and eventually adopt me. They blamed all that happened to me on my father's new wife, and started to take the necessary legal adoption steps.
I lived in Virginia with them and started to really enjoy life for the first time. But within two years we were transferred to Cleveland Ohio. I lost all my friends and went from the suburbs to an apartment on Cleveland's west side. This was an unwelcome shock and I made my displeasure known by refusing to obey and to sass back. These people did not know how to handle a willful child and also thought I was damaged goods. They called my father and dumped me. My father was also looking for a dumping place and considered permanent places to off-load me. This made me feel like so much trash. After all, first my step mother, and then these people turned on me. I must be bad and deserved to be punished.
A Christian couple whose daughter was in college and had lost a baby, that was about my age heard of my situation. This couple were also friends of my father through company connections. They became my guardians and I considered them my new step parents. They tried to love me and lead me to the Lord, but the damage was done. I went from the leader to a loner that trusted no adults, and my self image was at its bottom. Thus when I found the girdles I was looking for love, being held, punishment, something of my own, and a replacement for my lost mother. As shown above, with my background, all adults were suspicious of my every deviation from the norm.
Having fun wearing girdles continued for several months that summer. I played with the girdles in many places on the body, including over the head, wearing more them one girdle at one time, having my entire body in girdles while they were hooked together with the garters, and many other combinations. I enjoyed to be tied up in these as my punishment, and imagined being trapped in dire situations, at other's mercy, with no escape. The situations were similar to the heroines in the melodramas on the TV. This was something that I did while I was alone watching TV in the basement and lying on the couch. My friends had gone to summer camp and the playground at the nearby school was not available because of a summer program. I attended the summer program for one week, but was not good at sports, and hated being made fun of because of my weight and lack of skills. So I played alone with all my toys, rode my bike around the neighborhood, and read books when the TV was boring. But with all my friends gone it was a very boring summer. I spent a lot of time talking with my step mother about everything, including girdles, boys, and girls. I said I didn't want to get married, and that most girls did not have any fun.
Later that summer, my step parents went on vacation and I went to New York with them to visit their daughter (my new step-sister), then in graduate bible school to be a missionary. From there all of them, including my step sister drove to Canada to visit friends at their summer cottage on a lake in Ontario. By now the girdles were left behind and forgotten like other toys. This vacation get away was great, and who cares about clothes of any kind when swimming, camping out, hiking, boating, fishing, playing games, etc. are available. This lasted for 3 weeks, too short a time when having fun.
When they returned, I had a step sister to talk to and play with. But she had other plans that to play with me. She returned to college and I went to Junior Hi.
With a new set of friends and a schedule of classes, including gym three times a week, a new phase to my life started. I wore my girdles on non gym days, when I felt like it. I was afraid that the others would laugh at me, or think I was weird if they saw me wearing a girdle and stockings as I undressed in the locker room. I was already sensitive about being overweight, and being discovered wearing a girdle would bring more attention and teasing. Besides wearing anything different would open me up to more teasing.
The fear of embarrassment was also emphasized to me by my step mother before junior high school started. She didn't want to get a call from school and have people think she was allowing or causing me to do strange things. It seemed to me that someone talked to her and she had changed her attitude, she was now actively trying to discourage me from wearing girdles for the reason that she would be embarrassed by what people might think. Now she wanted to make me feel that it was wrong to wear any grown women's clothing. She found a Bible verse in the Old Testament that forbid the wearing of clothes of the opposite sex. This seemed strange to me because she wore pants and shorts that looked like men's clothing. If women can wear men's clothing whenever they want, why can't I wear something any other woman wears, especially when no one can see it. If this garment helps me look better, why not wear it and who cares. That verse must not apply today, or else every woman in pants would be as guilty as a man in a dress. And besides, in some lands men wear kilts, lava lavas, caftans, and other dress like clothes. Who determines what belongs to which sex?
She then told me about the men who wore woman's clothes and women who wore men's clothes - homosexuals and how they were hated by society, totally immoral, and how that even a hint of this would ruin both me and the family's reputation. The terms Fag, Queer, Homo, Lesbian, Dyke, Drag Queen, Transvestite, Pervert, S&M, and Fairy now had definitions instead of vague terms of derision used by kids. This danger of being called something really bad, and having people believe it, put fear in me and suddenly wearing an innocent garment became a sin. She must have thought I was turning into a homo. But soon I finally put it all together, it isn't what you wear, as much as why you wear it. If I was wearing these girdles to tempt people to do wrong - to get them sexually excited, to excite myself, or to trick people into thinking I was something I was not, then it would be wrong. But if I wore them to look better it was okay. But people would think the worst if they knew I wore them, even though I was doing nothing wrong. The wearing of anything different would cause people to make fun of me, no matter what it was. The fashion police - (peer pressure) works when all other logic fails. Thus it should be a secret to the outside world.
This off and on wearing of girdles continued throughout seventh grade, but now it was something to be guilty about. It was a big secret, I was afraid to get caught and this excited me, but I wore them much less and only on non-gym days. Now the opposite sex started to become more interesting. Also the weight problem became less of an issue as I grew taller I slimmed down. I didn't know what the opposite sex looked like naked and I thought that kissing could make babies, but didn't know how. As we grew up some girls started to get more shapely, they began to wear bras, nylons, heels, and girdles. I could tell by looking, bumping ,or brushing against them as they walked between classes. A hard feeling meant that she was wearing a girdle. This kind of excited me, knowing that I also wore one. I didn't care about bras, or whether it was stuffed, but there were many rumors as to who was wearing "falsies".
As the summer started the same boredom started. And again I spent a lot of time alone in front of the TV on the couch in the basement. Also I played with wearing girdles in many ways, but now it was not in front of my step mother, since it seemed to really upset her.
One morning I awoke with a strange feeling which I later learned was sexual arousal. It felt very good, and I couldn't wait to repeat this feeling. I tried to do the same thing as caused the feeling, and it repeated. It was great. I told my step mother, but she said don't do it, it wasn't nice. But I did it anyway, over and over. Then I tried it wearing a girdle, it helped me and I continued to do it.
I was taught that having sex before marriage was immoral and will cause many unpleasant side effects, including getting beat up by my step parents. But I could fantasize and arouse myself anytime I wanted, with or without wearing a girdle. This was a compromise that solved the problems. But was this wrong? Many people in the church would not even admit that this even happened to them, and I was not going to volunteer that I did something strange. But I suspected that, since it was pleasurable, people thought it was wrong.
Now instead of wearing a girdle all day and to look slimmer, the girdle was also worn for sexual arousal and then taken off. Also they were worn at night in bed where no one would see. As the sex with ones self continued and the wearing of girdles during the arousal continued, the link and fantasies about girdles and other underwear items grew. The fact that this was now forbidden fruit, made the fantasy sexier.
To wear grown up woman's clothes without someone ruining my reputation, started my fantasy about being a grown woman. If I was already a woman I could, without fear, wear not only the grown up underwear but dresses and heels. I tried on my step mother's clothes and shoes, the complete ensemble. They actually fit, though I had to stick socks in the bra. I tried on one of my step mother's wigs, but my head was too large. The shoes were also very uncomfortable. Everything was placed back in its place and no one suspected.
On Halloween night I dressed up as a sexy woman, using my mother's clothes and no one gave me any problem.
Then a disaster, the storm struck while I was in school. The basement was flooded, and my step parents threw away the couch and all the underwear that was stored in the basement. They thought that this would end this underwear problem as well as get rid of the soaked junk. But it was only the beginning. For a while the problem was trying to not do it and not wear girdles. But the urge kept growing and soon I was sneaking into my step mother's underwear drawer and carefully removing the garments, arousing myself, and then returning them to the drawer. The opportunities for this were regularly scheduled, my step parents went to Wednesday prayer meeting, and Sunday night church services. I had to do my homework, so could not go. While they were away, I could do what I wanted.
When I started to work on a paper route, I had some money, so I could buy my own girdles. But this presented a problem, how to go into a store and get the right size and how to ask for one from the clerk and not look suspicious. I decided on the one I wanted and used a tape measure and the instructions from a Sears catalog to guess the size. I went to the store and asked for one, the clerk assumed that it was for my mother and if asked, I would say, sure. It was too easy. I couldn't wait to try it on. It was too big. Nothing is more useless than a too large girdle, it just falls off. But it could be taken in by folding and stitching up one of the panels, it worked, but looked gross and felt as bad. Next time I would get the smallest size available. Now the problem was storage. Where to hide it so that my step mother would not throw it away and get me punished. Behind the books in the bookcase, behind the sink, under chairs and inside the padding, under the mattress, inside the crawl spaces, etc. As time went on, my step mother would search my room and find my girdles, burn them, and punish me. I would buy or steal new ones, hide them and continue to wear them. This would be repeated over and over until that fateful summer.
I still would try on my step mother's underwear while she was away, but now I could wear what I wanted when I wanted. I bought and tried wearing panty girdles, rubber girdles, briefs, and all in ones. All were sexy and aroused me. I also accompanied my step mother to the "Corset shop" when she bought her underwear. This was the ultimate turn on, without actually doing anything. Just to look at and imagine trying on each of these items, like my step mother, was very thrilling and kept my fantasies going for days. But soon she caught on and I spent this time in the car, whenever she made a purchase. My fantasy was to try the ultimate risk, go into a corset shop and actually try the corsets and other corsetry on and buy the real high class girdles. But I was too scared. The sales lady could tell my mother, laugh, or throw me out.
The critical time came when my step sister was about to be married, my step mother bought a couple of girdles and kept them without wearing them. I could not resist, a new tight girdle was there to try on, and I did. But in doing so it got dirty, and washing it only made it worse. Now my step mother knew I was still wearing her underwear. She decided to call in the shrink.
The shrink was a "Christian psychiatrist" but used the classic Freudian logic. With my past rejection by my adopted parents, rejection by another family that wanted to adopt me, and the being sent away to various parochial and private schools there was many hours of exploring useless memories, and blaming everybody else in my life. The result of months of therapy was no help and a large set of bills. This kid enjoyed wearing girdles and no shrink could convince me that it was worth giving up. If I had someone to have sex with, I would not need substitutes, but this was not possible at my age, or in the morals of the day.
The doctor finally came up with an alternative cure that was to use pain and suffering to make girdles something that reminded me of pain instead of sexual pleasure. The solution was to make me wear girdles all the time. This reverse psychology seemed to work for most women, they were forced to wear them and were glad to get them off. This would happen in the summer, when no one would see me naked, and my underwear could be controlled..
But the next part was like my fantasies were coming true. My step mother took me to buy the girdles I would wear, at the "corset shop". I accompanied her into the room in the back of the store, but instead of her putting on the girdles, I did. I was embarrassed but my step mother did not let the sales girls see me naked. They just passed the girdles to my step mother and she gave them to me to try on. We bought a week's worth of girdles, (8) in all, size extra small, and a dozen pairs of stockings (if I wanted to wear them). I thought I had gone to heaven. The girdles I chose were Playtex "Golden panty girdles". They were fabric lined rubber and went down to mid thigh, they were waist line girdles, with a zipper and a split nylon tricot crotch. They had detachable garters, so I could wear nylons if I wanted. But in the summer, the girdles were hot enough without stockings. These girdles had a grid of small holes and a cloth lining to "ventilate them" and an embossed pattern in the rubber that looked like flowers. The crotch and inside leg panels were of tricot, which eventually had runners like the nylon stockings. The split crotch allowed me to pee, without taking the girdle off. It was unusual wearing all this while peeing, it felt like peeing in ones pants.
But when I returned to my room and felt like taking it off. This would be harder than I first thought. But I had made a deal. I would wear the girdle every day this summer, and then if I still wanted to, I could wear girdles around the house and under my clothes any time I wanted. There would be no punishment, sneaking, stealing, hiding, and guilt.
The first night was hell, the girdle was torture, it chaffed, pinched, and was a general crushing pain. Later, the sensitive areas soon callused up. The girdle was the same as I was used to, but by the end of the day, I wanted to take it off, long before bed, but I couldn't, my mom had to check me before I went to bed. This was done with a simple pat on the butt, but very revealing. The same thing happened in the morning and at random times during the day. Also there was no other underwear available. My step mother washed these girdles weekly and she could tell when they were worn. My friends again had left for summer camp, so this was another boring summer. Meanwhile the girdles caused me to be constipated and have headaches often. I still had the paper route, and again I rode around the neighborhood alone most of the time. Part of the deal was to not tell anybody about my situation. So some people thought I was stiff from sports activities. At times I would play with the friends that were not at camp, but they never seemed to guess I was wearing this stuff.
Meanwhile the girdles continued to get on my nerves. When I, in the past, chose to wear them they were a temporary pain. Now after a few days, they really were getting to be a growing bother, a slow torture. They were never really comfortable, and though I was actually getting used to wearing them, I thought that I never would make it all summer. As the days slowly went on I tried to renegotiate the deal, stop this now and I will never wear a girdle again. But the deal was for the whole summer and that was that. She reminded me that I could wear a dress, skirt, and any other clothes any time, while in the house, but that didn't really interest me at this time. In a mirror, I looked like a girl that hadn't developed busts yet. And now I thought I knew what it was like to be a woman. I really didn't want to stay a girl too long. At one time I thought it would be great to be a woman and get to wear all these neat clothes. Now, I wasn't so sure.
The need to punish myself and a lack of unconditional love, because of my background, was brought out by the therapy and was shown to be part of the reason that I chose to be excited by girdles instead of other lingerie etc. This treatment was also to burn away the guilt and that need to fantasize about hurting myself or being punished by others. Real pain stopped the need for an imagined pain. And this summer would help stop this urge also. This type of pain was like a slow, constant dripping instead of an injury. The chaffing, the riding up, the rolling over, the extra stress level, and the problems with constipation and headaches, eventually passed and the constant pressure on the gut suppressed my appetite and helped me lose some more weight.
After a month in girdles all day, every day from wake up to bed time, I was used to wearing them, and I felt undressed without them. But I learned to not have a longing for them, at least the ones I was wearing. They were hot and sweaty, and showed wear. The ones in the catalog and the ones in the stores still intrigued me. This was the grass is greener syndrome. It would take longer to get over this, it was the thrill of acquiring the next one,
and the thrill of trying on new types. Also the pictures of women wearing girdles in the catalogs and on the models were very exciting to me. Was this a normal lust? My fantasy was wearing the girdle, feeling it hug me, and then I would look just like the model.The other side of the treatment was lots of unconditional love, communication, and being held by my step mother. I would not have to do something good, or be somebody else to be loved, also I didn't have to be thin, very obedient, or be anything but myself. And I didn't have to prove my worth by doing anything special. This was the real deliverance and an alternative to all the self doubt and self image problems.
The summer dragged on and on. The fact that I was wearing this stuff became less and less of an issue, and was almost ignored. Only when a pinch of pain from the uncomfortable positioning of the garments caused me to realize that I was wearing them. And as the days kept going on, this became less of a problem. The fact that I lost some weight, also helped lessen the pressure on me and stopped the headaches and constipation problems. But the looser girdles did move around more on my body.
The treatment seemed to be working by the third month. A girdle was now, just another piece of underwear, and there was nothing special about them. You can wear them whenever you want, if you want to. Real love is better that lust, even if it is for a step mother, and is not sexually oriented.
As the summer ended the I didn't have to wear girdles any more. I could now wear girdles whenever I wanted. But I had enough wisdom not to take any chances with exposure to others outside the family. The fact that my wearing girdles was permitted, at least by my family, also discouraged thinking anything sexy about wearing girdles. Girdles still were more uncomfortable than regular underwear, but I was used to them and felt naked without one on. Only now there was no guilt and there were no secrets, no high drama, no sneaking around, no hiding, and lots of real love. I did wear a girdle, but the longing, the fear, and most of the sexual the excitement was gone. The summer of bondage had worked.
I knew I was okay, but also that some others would never understand. I would confide in a few about my past, and then risk their using this knowledge against me if our relationship changed. Since I had no shame about my underwear and it was no one else's business what I wore inside, except someone who would see me undressed, I could care less what strangers thought.
The deliverance from my past hurts came later, when I, in prayer, relived those painful memories. With the help of Jesus Christ I walked through the events mentioned and refelt the hurts, but this time they were permanently healed and I can talk about it. I am no longer sensitive about them, and this document helps prove it. You too can be healed by the power of Jesus Christ's love for you.
There are two items that this story doesn't cover.
1. There is real guilt caused by hurting yourself and others. This story does not say that this can be rationalized away.
2. You have a responsibility to not hurt other christians with your liberty from false guilt. If they are not ready for this, do not flaunt your knowledge and hurt them. If they think a thing is wrong and you don't, do not do it in front of them. They will either condemn you, or also do it (even though they think it is wrong) and feel guilty.
2010年1月26日星期二
纖細！光滑！冬季熱辣美腿術
纖細！光滑！冬季熱辣美腿術
Kevin(2009-12-23)
今年開始我也在內地《美麗俏佳人》節目中登場，聊一些有趣的話題；五花八門的主題有時候連我都無法招架（笑）。
如何保養出∼令人羨煞的美腿呢？！
很多女生大腿內側容易發胖。但是因為大腿內側一般性的體育運動如跑步、慢走、上下樓等都很難對其產生大的影響，大腿一旦發胖，就很難瘦下來。所以平時我們可以多做一些側踢芭蕾步的動作，運動到大腿內側，幫助削減贅肉。
穿高跟鞋久了，或者便秘，都很容易導致腿部浮腫。所以我們可以利用一些按摩的方法幫助腿部消除浮腫。
瘦腿按摩手法：
1、先把按摩乳霜在手中溫熱，然後利用兩隻手來回的擰搓小腿後面的肌肉。
2、利用鐵湯匙，或者利用一隻手的食指和中指夾住小腿腿骨，由下至上的拉動按摩。
3、大腿部分的按摩一樣是利用手掌來回擰搓，並且做提拉的動作。
4、最後按壓膝蓋內側，這樣可以增加你的血液迴圈。
冬季美腿要如何穿靴子？！
今年冬天，踝靴，雪靴，還有過膝靴都會很流行。
今年的踝靴有羅馬鞋的變形款，要穿這種踝靴，個子不夠高的女生可以選擇穿跟你鞋子同色調的褲襪，這樣你的腿看起來特別長。
選擇踝靴，如果你的腿不夠長或者是不夠細的話，還可以選擇靴子前面設計成深V口的，也會有拉長腿部的效果。
今年，可愛的雪靴幾乎成為了每個女生的必備單品。但是高個子腿長的斯羽和矮個子腿短的我們的導演，同一款靴子，穿出來的效果差別怎麼會那麼大！
其實腿不夠長也不夠細的女生在穿雪靴時，可以選擇合身但不會緊身的牛仔褲，然後把牛仔褲塞進靴管�面，讓別人找不到你的膝蓋在哪里，像我們的導演左腿的穿法。但牛仔褲不要像導演右腿的穿法，把褲管挽起來，因為這樣會讓人覺得腿被分成幾段，會更顯得腿短。
今年很流行超長的過膝靴！穿它的好處就是隱藏膝蓋的原理。而且今年的過膝靴，它頂端的設計都是可以輕輕的翻折下來的。尤其Linda的這雙靴子，後面是V型的設計，更具有拉長的效果。
Linda穿了過膝靴之後，再搭配高腰裙，終於發現自己的腿可以像斯羽一樣長啦！
如果你有O型腿的困擾的話，怎麼穿靴子才好看呢？
首先，我要說，很多女生的O型腿是因為站姿不對導致的。如果站立時腳後跟併攏，並且收腹，提臀，挺胸，或者兩隻腳一前一後站立，你會發現自己的O型腿其實並沒有那麼厲害哦！
O型腿的女生可以選擇靴身有褶皺，靴頭有翻折的靴子，千萬不要選擇直筒的靴子，或者靴子高度會和膝蓋打架的靴子。
如果O型腿的女生要穿雪靴，可以�面加一個可愛的襪套堆起來，然後靴子壓鬆。�面加進去了襪套之後，一定要穿到大概膝蓋地方，這樣子就會有過膝靴的效果。
NG！O型腿的女生絕對不建議穿踝靴，尤其是光腿穿顏色反差很大的踝靴…大NG。如果要穿，最好搭配同色彩的褲襪。
如果你是肉肉腿，怎麼穿靴子才好看？！
對付肉肉腿，一條深色的，有塑型效果的褲襪就可以很好的改善。平常我們在穿褲襪的時候，記得要一邊穿一邊把腿上的肉往上撥，才會有腿部塑性的效果。
另外軍靴，或者雪地靴，或者有毛毛的短靴，肉肉腿的女生也可以嘗試穿在深色褲襪外面。
如何保養出∼令人羨煞的美腿呢？！
很多女生大腿內側容易發胖。但是因為大腿內側一般性的體育運動如跑步、慢走、上下樓等都很難對其產生大的影響，大腿一旦發胖，就很難瘦下來。所以平時我們可以多做一些側踢芭蕾步的動作，運動到大腿內側，幫助削減贅肉。
穿高跟鞋久了，或者便秘，都很容易導致腿部浮腫。所以我們可以利用一些按摩的方法幫助腿部消除浮腫。
瘦腿按摩手法：
1、先把按摩乳霜在手中溫熱，然後利用兩隻手來回的擰搓小腿後面的肌肉。
2、利用鐵湯匙，或者利用一隻手的食指和中指夾住小腿腿骨，由下至上的拉動按摩。
3、大腿部分的按摩一樣是利用手掌來回擰搓，並且做提拉的動作。
4、最後按壓膝蓋內側，這樣可以增加你的血液迴圈。
冬季美腿要如何穿靴子？！
今年冬天，踝靴，雪靴，還有過膝靴都會很流行。
今年的踝靴有羅馬鞋的變形款，要穿這種踝靴，個子不夠高的女生可以選擇穿跟你鞋子同色調的褲襪，這樣你的腿看起來特別長。
選擇踝靴，如果你的腿不夠長或者是不夠細的話，還可以選擇靴子前面設計成深V口的，也會有拉長腿部的效果。
今年，可愛的雪靴幾乎成為了每個女生的必備單品。但是高個子腿長的斯羽和矮個子腿短的我們的導演，同一款靴子，穿出來的效果差別怎麼會那麼大！
其實腿不夠長也不夠細的女生在穿雪靴時，可以選擇合身但不會緊身的牛仔褲，然後把牛仔褲塞進靴管�面，讓別人找不到你的膝蓋在哪里，像我們的導演左腿的穿法。但牛仔褲不要像導演右腿的穿法，把褲管挽起來，因為這樣會讓人覺得腿被分成幾段，會更顯得腿短。
今年很流行超長的過膝靴！穿它的好處就是隱藏膝蓋的原理。而且今年的過膝靴，它頂端的設計都是可以輕輕的翻折下來的。尤其Linda的這雙靴子，後面是V型的設計，更具有拉長的效果。
Linda穿了過膝靴之後，再搭配高腰裙，終於發現自己的腿可以像斯羽一樣長啦！
如果你有O型腿的困擾的話，怎麼穿靴子才好看呢？
首先，我要說，很多女生的O型腿是因為站姿不對導致的。如果站立時腳後跟併攏，並且收腹，提臀，挺胸，或者兩隻腳一前一後站立，你會發現自己的O型腿其實並沒有那麼厲害哦！
O型腿的女生可以選擇靴身有褶皺，靴頭有翻折的靴子，千萬不要選擇直筒的靴子，或者靴子高度會和膝蓋打架的靴子。
如果O型腿的女生要穿雪靴，可以�面加一個可愛的襪套堆起來，然後靴子壓鬆。�面加進去了襪套之後，一定要穿到大概膝蓋地方，這樣子就會有過膝靴的效果。
NG！O型腿的女生絕對不建議穿踝靴，尤其是光腿穿顏色反差很大的踝靴…大NG。如果要穿，最好搭配同色彩的褲襪。
如果你是肉肉腿，怎麼穿靴子才好看？！
對付肉肉腿，一條深色的，有塑型效果的褲襪就可以很好的改善。平常我們在穿褲襪的時候，記得要一邊穿一邊把腿上的肉往上撥，才會有腿部塑性的效果。
另外軍靴，或者雪地靴，或者有毛毛的短靴，肉肉腿的女生也可以嘗試穿在深色褲襪外面。
2010年1月23日星期六
女公關：劉薰愛胸部觸感正常
曾與劉薰愛合作過的女公關表示，小愛工作相當敬業，廠商並不會因為其新聞炒得沸沸揚揚而拒絕合作。（伊林提供）
〔本報訊〕伊林模特兒劉薰愛，近來被爆出高中時期竟是男兒身而一夕暴紅，今天有媒體報導，據曾與劉薰愛近距離接觸過的女公關透露，她胸部的觸感很正常，即使新聞炒得沸沸揚揚，但因劉薰愛面對工作相當敬業，廠商仍會與她合作。
伊林今年度重點培育的新生代模特兒小愛，小巧臉蛋點著精緻五官，高瘦身材還有34C圓潤豐滿的美胸，究竟是男是女，劉薰愛僅以「我喜歡現在的模樣」帶過，不過比女人還女人的五官和身材，讓許多女性都自嘆弗如。
曾與小愛在大型展覽合作過的公關小Y表示，當時完全沒有發現小愛有什麼不一樣，她的工作表現很專業、配合度很高，且展覽期間經爆發有瘋狂男粉絲想要靠近、吃豆腐的情況，她特別護送小愛到洗手間，她也像一般女生一樣，會進行補妝動作。
此外，曾有一次她幫忙貼刺青貼紙，碰觸到小愛的胸部上緣，「觸感很正常」，且小愛態度很大方。
曾跟劉薰愛合作過的攝影師小羅則說：「其實小愛變身在模特兒圈早就不是秘密，這次遭人蓄意炒作，真的很無辜。而且只要跟她聊過天，就會發現小愛連內心都充滿著女人味。」
伊林今年度重點培育的新生代模特兒小愛，小巧臉蛋點著精緻五官，高瘦身材還有34C圓潤豐滿的美胸，究竟是男是女，劉薰愛僅以「我喜歡現在的模樣」帶過，不過比女人還女人的五官和身材，讓許多女性都自嘆弗如。
曾與小愛在大型展覽合作過的公關小Y表示，當時完全沒有發現小愛有什麼不一樣，她的工作表現很專業、配合度很高，且展覽期間經爆發有瘋狂男粉絲想要靠近、吃豆腐的情況，她特別護送小愛到洗手間，她也像一般女生一樣，會進行補妝動作。
此外，曾有一次她幫忙貼刺青貼紙，碰觸到小愛的胸部上緣，「觸感很正常」，且小愛態度很大方。
曾跟劉薰愛合作過的攝影師小羅則說：「其實小愛變身在模特兒圈早就不是秘密，這次遭人蓄意炒作，真的很無辜。而且只要跟她聊過天，就會發現小愛連內心都充滿著女人味。」
伊林性感女模劉薰愛被爆是男兒身
娛樂頭條/伊林性感女模劉薰愛被爆是男兒身
電視圈裡最常顛鸞倒鳳的政治仿模節目中天《全民最大黨》，也有雌雄難辨的真實人物，即在「梁家婦女」單元模仿梁家小妹的劉薰愛。她是伊林2010年度力捧的名模，這兩年在伸展台上表現亮眼；但5年前她卻有另一個名字，叫劉子華，畢業於桃園平鎮高中，她的老師證實，當年他可是男生。
伊林名模劉薰愛非常敢秀，她跨入模特兒圈已經一年多，曾陸續參加吳宗憲主持中視《我猜我猜我猜猜猜》的美女單元，也上過張菲《綜藝大哥大》參加「大魔競」比賽魔術，不過都是短暫曇花一現，沒讓觀眾留下太多印象。
去年底，她加入中天《全民最大黨》後，和郭子乾搭檔「梁家婦女」模仿開設貴婦百貨公司的梁家三千金的小妹，不固定即興現場演出，才慢慢讓人注意她活潑、可愛的表現。
問郭子乾知不知道劉薰愛可能是男兒身？他當場「呀﹣」了一聲，滿臉驚訝表情，半晌才說：「難怪，她的聲音真的比別人低沉。」她掩飾得這麼好，連身邊這幾位精明無比的搭檔都混然不覺。
高中學弟大爆料
劉薰愛身高一七一公分，身材高瘦有型，笑容非常甜美，除嗓音比一般女孩稍低，其他男性特徵幾乎已經被抹去殆盡，完全無法想像她可能曾是個男人。
和利菁不同的是，她先天的肩膀不寬，雙腿纖細修長，加上豐滿上圍，不只是郭子乾，包括其他經常和她合作的邰智源、洪都拉斯，都不信她本是男兒身。
邰智源聞訊後一楞，連說「真的嗎？」「可能嗎？」「不會吧！」一陣陷入長考。最後才說：「如果她原來是男的，那也很棒，我很支持她，她的演出很屌，可圈可點。」
劉薰愛的真實性別為何會曝光？原來，是她就讀平鎮高中時期的學弟，看到電視上熟悉的臉孔，近期開始在台大ＰＴＴ網站上爆料：「怎麼當年的學長，變成頂頂有名的明星了？」引起熱烈討論，消息才慢慢流傳開來。
記者面對面問她傳言，到底是男生還是女生？她眼中閃過一絲驚慌，回說：「這個傳言在我第一次上吳宗憲節目表演時就有了，但我真的是女生，本名劉薰愛，也非藝名，我有身分證可以證明。」語畢便說要去包包裡翻身分證，幾分鐘後回來。再回來時，她卻說忘了帶皮夾，而且對記者來追問是男是女，感到很不舒服。
網友爆料說她讀過桃園平鎮高中，記者追問她念什麼學校？她說在桃園，但是哪一所堅不透露。不過，《全民最大黨》負責讓她簽領勞務報酬單的工作人員表示，「劉薰愛應該是她的本名，因為簽領酬勞要身分證，除非她已經改過名字了。」
前男友楊淳斯：我確定『他』是女生
記者致電劉薰愛前男友楊淳斯，他與劉薰愛都同屬伊林模特兒經紀公司，對於女方被爆曾經變性，楊淳斯相當肯定地說：「我絕對確定『他』是女生，交往過怎麼會不知道？她在伊林表現很好，雖然比較新，但是她很快上手，我想是有人要放話傷害。」
伊林名模劉薰愛非常敢秀，她跨入模特兒圈已經一年多，曾陸續參加吳宗憲主持中視《我猜我猜我猜猜猜》的美女單元，也上過張菲《綜藝大哥大》參加「大魔競」比賽魔術，不過都是短暫曇花一現，沒讓觀眾留下太多印象。
去年底，她加入中天《全民最大黨》後，和郭子乾搭檔「梁家婦女」模仿開設貴婦百貨公司的梁家三千金的小妹，不固定即興現場演出，才慢慢讓人注意她活潑、可愛的表現。
問郭子乾知不知道劉薰愛可能是男兒身？他當場「呀﹣」了一聲，滿臉驚訝表情，半晌才說：「難怪，她的聲音真的比別人低沉。」她掩飾得這麼好，連身邊這幾位精明無比的搭檔都混然不覺。
高中學弟大爆料
劉薰愛身高一七一公分，身材高瘦有型，笑容非常甜美，除嗓音比一般女孩稍低，其他男性特徵幾乎已經被抹去殆盡，完全無法想像她可能曾是個男人。
和利菁不同的是，她先天的肩膀不寬，雙腿纖細修長，加上豐滿上圍，不只是郭子乾，包括其他經常和她合作的邰智源、洪都拉斯，都不信她本是男兒身。
邰智源聞訊後一楞，連說「真的嗎？」「可能嗎？」「不會吧！」一陣陷入長考。最後才說：「如果她原來是男的，那也很棒，我很支持她，她的演出很屌，可圈可點。」
劉薰愛的真實性別為何會曝光？原來，是她就讀平鎮高中時期的學弟，看到電視上熟悉的臉孔，近期開始在台大ＰＴＴ網站上爆料：「怎麼當年的學長，變成頂頂有名的明星了？」引起熱烈討論，消息才慢慢流傳開來。
記者面對面問她傳言，到底是男生還是女生？她眼中閃過一絲驚慌，回說：「這個傳言在我第一次上吳宗憲節目表演時就有了，但我真的是女生，本名劉薰愛，也非藝名，我有身分證可以證明。」語畢便說要去包包裡翻身分證，幾分鐘後回來。再回來時，她卻說忘了帶皮夾，而且對記者來追問是男是女，感到很不舒服。
網友爆料說她讀過桃園平鎮高中，記者追問她念什麼學校？她說在桃園，但是哪一所堅不透露。不過，《全民最大黨》負責讓她簽領勞務報酬單的工作人員表示，「劉薰愛應該是她的本名，因為簽領酬勞要身分證，除非她已經改過名字了。」
前男友楊淳斯：我確定『他』是女生
記者致電劉薰愛前男友楊淳斯，他與劉薰愛都同屬伊林模特兒經紀公司，對於女方被爆曾經變性，楊淳斯相當肯定地說：「我絕對確定『他』是女生，交往過怎麼會不知道？她在伊林表現很好，雖然比較新，但是她很快上手，我想是有人要放話傷害。」
劉薰愛：18歲時前男友資助變性
劉薰愛：18歲時前男友資助變性
感覺沒了兩人分手
近看劉薰愛，皮膚白晰、臉蛋小，嘴唇超水嫩，身高一百七十二公分和其他女模相較仍算嬌小，幾乎找不出變身破綻。她高中時名叫劉子華，每天穿百褶裙上學，為躲教官就翻牆進學校；她把自己當女生、上女廁，高一就有學長信以為真，寫情書給她。
她的第二任男友改變她一生，「是他幫我出錢做手術，交往一年後對他沒感覺了，他覺得我不夠愛他提出分手。他說，看到我會心痛，分手也不願再聯絡。」
感謝舊愛改變一生
當初如何決心變性？她說：「若沒有男友出錢，我可能一輩子就這樣。我本來個性就矛盾，外表和內心又矛盾，很痛苦，才會去做。如果改變會更幸福為何不要？如果開心，就算只活二十歲也很好，若不開心，活到一百歲也沒用。」
不捨家人受到干擾
新聞一出，她態度坦然，家人支持是她的最大支柱，「他們觀念傳統，但一直接受我的狀況，我從高中就帶男友回家給他們看，我爺爺還會假裝到門外散步，其實是想看我男友開什麼車。」
日前電視台衝到桃園老家採訪她爺爺奶奶，「看到新聞我全身發涼，這對我的家人太刻薄了。」奶奶受訪說她是「靈魂裝錯身體」，她說：「我同學看了電視打給我，說我奶奶好時尚唷！」（詳情請閱昨天出刊的第1666期《時報周刊》）
劉薰愛變身 攝影師喊冤：小愛連內心都充滿女人味
劉薰愛變身 攝影師喊冤：小愛連內心都充滿女人味
(2010/01/17 11:09)
跌破眼鏡！劉薰愛曾是男孩。
記者蘇湘雲╱綜合報導
伊林嫩模劉薰愛（小愛）驚傳曾是男兒身，她在15日的記者會表示「我覺得以前不重要」；小愛擁有天使般的無辜臉孔、曼妙的性感曲線，配上甜美聲音，這樣的「落差」成為媒體矚目的焦點，一位合作過的攝影師忍不住替她說話：「只要和小愛聊過天就知道，她連內心都充滿女人味，一個人的過去並不重要。」
有著171公分、51公斤，34C、24、34魔鬼身材的伊林2010年重點栽培的新生代女模小愛，除了常常為各大3C、時尚精品發表會走秀外，去年還曾經替熱門線上遊戲《生死格鬥Online》拍攝性感廣告，無瑕幼嫩的雪白肌膚跟含蓄有禮貌的娃娃音是外界對她的第一印象。
這次遭高中學弟爆料成為媒體鎖定焦點，在15日的記者會初體驗上，小愛態度大方承認：「我覺得以前不重要，現在我非常喜歡我現在的樣子。」不過，因為她講話速度緩慢，遭來身旁的TVBS文字記者黃阡瑜一句「這樣問得很累耶！」對待，不滿的Facebook、PTT網友為此更灌爆T台討論區。（詳細新聞請看→http://www.nownews.com/2010/01/16/390-2559208.htm）
專拍模特兒的媒體攝影師也紛紛跳出來替小愛喊冤，小羅說：「其實小愛變身的事情在模特兒圈早就不是秘密，這次遭人蓄意炒作，真的很無辜。而且只要跟她聊過天，就會發現小愛連內心都充滿著女人味。」
此外，BLOG《永遠的真田幸村》一篇名為「心不正就沒資格被叫正妹」的文章寫到「（記者）就算訪問過程中覺得不耐煩，也不能恣意把臭臉擺在臉上，提問的態度也不禮貌。」獲得多數網友支持，攝影師小羅認為：「一個人的過去並不重要，重要的是，她現在的處事態度正不正確。」
伊林嫩模劉薰愛（小愛）驚傳曾是男兒身，她在15日的記者會表示「我覺得以前不重要」；小愛擁有天使般的無辜臉孔、曼妙的性感曲線，配上甜美聲音，這樣的「落差」成為媒體矚目的焦點，一位合作過的攝影師忍不住替她說話：「只要和小愛聊過天就知道，她連內心都充滿女人味，一個人的過去並不重要。」
有著171公分、51公斤，34C、24、34魔鬼身材的伊林2010年重點栽培的新生代女模小愛，除了常常為各大3C、時尚精品發表會走秀外，去年還曾經替熱門線上遊戲《生死格鬥Online》拍攝性感廣告，無瑕幼嫩的雪白肌膚跟含蓄有禮貌的娃娃音是外界對她的第一印象。
這次遭高中學弟爆料成為媒體鎖定焦點，在15日的記者會初體驗上，小愛態度大方承認：「我覺得以前不重要，現在我非常喜歡我現在的樣子。」不過，因為她講話速度緩慢，遭來身旁的TVBS文字記者黃阡瑜一句「這樣問得很累耶！」對待，不滿的Facebook、PTT網友為此更灌爆T台討論區。（詳細新聞請看→http://www.nownews.com/2010/01/16/390-2559208.htm）
專拍模特兒的媒體攝影師也紛紛跳出來替小愛喊冤，小羅說：「其實小愛變身的事情在模特兒圈早就不是秘密，這次遭人蓄意炒作，真的很無辜。而且只要跟她聊過天，就會發現小愛連內心都充滿著女人味。」
此外，BLOG《永遠的真田幸村》一篇名為「心不正就沒資格被叫正妹」的文章寫到「（記者）就算訪問過程中覺得不耐煩，也不能恣意把臭臉擺在臉上，提問的態度也不禮貌。」獲得多數網友支持，攝影師小羅認為：「一個人的過去並不重要，重要的是，她現在的處事態度正不正確。」
靈魂錯裝軀體 變性藝人兩樣情
靈魂錯裝軀體 變性藝人兩樣情
(2010/01/15 21:08)
影劇中心╱綜合報導
伊林模特兒劉薰愛，被高中學弟爆料其實是男兒身，變性藝人再度引起討論。韓國藝人何莉秀、主持天后莉菁都是變性成功案例。不過變性人雪兒，當初想頂著變性人的話題闖演藝圈，但還是頻吃閉門羹。她最後為了生活，只得暫時在酒店工作。
展現傲人的36F胸圍，女人味十足的雪兒，其實9年前還是男兒身，經過掙扎動了變性手術，原本想就此藉著話題進入演藝圈，只是沒想到沒這麼容易。講到心酸處不禁又哭了，原以為大膽敢秀就能爭取到機會，只是一次又一次的閉門羹，讓雪兒最後幾乎心灰意冷，現在她為求生計，只能暫時在酒店上班。
不過變性人轉戰銀河，也不是沒有成功的例子。眼神透露無限嫵媚妖嬈、風姿綽約的何莉秀曾說，少活20年也要做女人。從男性變成女兒身，她從此走紅亞洲演藝圈，3年前還風光下嫁比他小6歲的先生。
從出道至今，利菁始終保有同一個禁忌話題，從購物天后轉戰演藝圈，利菁曾說成功絕非偶然，或許挾著勁爆話題闖演藝圈並不難，但要能走的久，恐怕還是得拿出實力。(新聞來源：東森新聞記者葉倍如、呂佳憲)
伊林模特兒劉薰愛，被高中學弟爆料其實是男兒身，變性藝人再度引起討論。韓國藝人何莉秀、主持天后莉菁都是變性成功案例。不過變性人雪兒，當初想頂著變性人的話題闖演藝圈，但還是頻吃閉門羹。她最後為了生活，只得暫時在酒店工作。
展現傲人的36F胸圍，女人味十足的雪兒，其實9年前還是男兒身，經過掙扎動了變性手術，原本想就此藉著話題進入演藝圈，只是沒想到沒這麼容易。講到心酸處不禁又哭了，原以為大膽敢秀就能爭取到機會，只是一次又一次的閉門羹，讓雪兒最後幾乎心灰意冷，現在她為求生計，只能暫時在酒店上班。
不過變性人轉戰銀河，也不是沒有成功的例子。眼神透露無限嫵媚妖嬈、風姿綽約的何莉秀曾說，少活20年也要做女人。從男性變成女兒身，她從此走紅亞洲演藝圈，3年前還風光下嫁比他小6歲的先生。
從出道至今，利菁始終保有同一個禁忌話題，從購物天后轉戰演藝圈，利菁曾說成功絕非偶然，或許挾著勁爆話題闖演藝圈並不難，但要能走的久，恐怕還是得拿出實力。(新聞來源：東森新聞記者葉倍如、呂佳憲)
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泰國最美變性正妹Poy！不輸性感劉薰愛！
泰國最美變性正妹Poy！不輸性感劉薰愛！(2010/01/15 15:40)
寶兒(Poy)在17歲的時候動了變性手術，並且在19歲奪下「Miss Tiffany」的頭銜。(圖／網路翻攝) 影劇中心／綜合報導
伊林名模劉薰愛(小愛)在《全民最大黨》因為演出「梁家小妹」打開知名度，卻被平鎮高中學弟爆料是「男兒身」，本名叫做劉子華。許多網友雖驚訝，卻還是覺得她很正。而被譽為泰國最強正妹的女藝人，當然就是變性美女寶兒(Poy)，她的姿色更是被台灣網友認為可以贏過一票本土女星。
泰國的寶兒(Poy)在17歲的時候動了變性手術，並且在19歲奪下「Miss Tiffany」的頭銜。她的性感照片在全球廣泛流傳，也引起許多網友的熱烈討論。被譽為最美的「變性正妹」，全名「Treechada Marnyaporn」的寶兒在泰國擁有爆紅的人氣，自從她得到了Miss Tiffany頭銜後，知名度更是水漲船高。(想看寶兒(Poy)泳裝照與劉薰愛(小愛)的性感影片請至：http://www.nownews.com/2010/01/15/91-2558878.htm)
寶兒(Poy)穿上比基尼泳裝，火辣身材比女人還女人。(圖／取自南都在線)
寶兒除了擁有171公分的高挑身材，三圍「33－24－36」也比女人還女人。 台灣網友看到變性正妹寶兒的照片時，也讚嘆不已。網友Asucks表示，寶兒已經可以把台灣所有女明星都幹掉了！
驗明正身！ 劉薰愛性感泳裝秀 C奶呼之欲出
影劇中心／綜合報導 2010/01/15 14:26:35
伊林名模劉薰愛(小愛)，被高中學弟爆料是「男兒身」，擁有34C好身材的她，外型甜美可愛，在中天《全民最大黨》中客串演出「梁家小妹」，優異表現吸引不少目光，日前蔡淑臻領軍拍攝宣傳照，劉薰愛也在10位模特兒之中，是伊林2010年重點栽培的女模。
劉薰愛身高171公分、體重51公斤，擁有34C、24、34的魔鬼身材，出道前曾參加性感VJ選拔，當時的她說起話來很青澀，但她彎腰擠奶，讓雙峰呼之欲出，仍十分性感；去年，她穿著清涼比基尼走秀，舉手投足間散發出濃濃女人味，好身材連女生都忌妒，讓人很難聯想到她可能是男生。
劉薰愛彎腰擠奶，展現性感風情：
劉薰愛清涼泳裝秀，好身材呼之欲出：
(無法開啟影片可至：http://www.nownews.com/2010/01/15/340-2558838.htm)
2009忠孝sogo泳裝秀
劉薰愛近來曝光率大增，有桃園平鎮高中的學弟認出她，即在網路上爆料。媒體找出她的高中畢業紀念冊，確實發現當時她名叫劉子華，大頭照還被放在男同學欄中，老師也坦言，當初就知道她的情況，同學也都能接受。但劉薰愛面對媒體時表示，自己真的是女生，「劉薰愛」也是本名。消息曝光後，她即在部落格PO文，並放上一堆美照，似乎想藉此證明自己是「正港的女孩」。
劉薰愛的廣告作品《生死格鬥Online》：
(無法開啟影片可至：http://www.nownews.com/2010/01/15/340-2558838.htm)
劉薰愛是男兒身？
穴道按摩讓胸部UpUp有希望
夏天到了穴道按摩讓胸部UP UP 有希望，胸部更要保養，鍾醫師說，靠穴道按摩加按摩霜，25歲之前up up有希望，25歲之後，也可以保持胸型健美，穿低領衣更有自信！
When? 生理期，胸部保養黃金時間 !
【生理期前5天】
在MC來的前5天，胸部特別漲時，除了原本的基礎保養外，可以使用嫩白活胸效果的按摩乳來強化保養，舒緩胸前不適的感覺。
【生理期間】
在MC來的期間，可以使用具有緊實效果的美胸商品，搭配基礎美胸護養商品，趁著生理期期間，每天由下往上按摩約3~5分鐘，可保持彈力，久了cup自然會up up！
Who ? 哪些人，最好先別「馬」!
- 有急性傳染病或急性炎症，和腹痛難忍按摩的病人，No!
- 有皮膚病者，No!
- 急性類風濕性脊椎炎病人，No!
- 腫瘤、嚴重肺病、心臟病、肝、腎病的病人，No!
- 易引起出血性疾患，如糖尿病、肺結核、血友病等，No!
- 體內有金屬固定的疾患者，No!
- 惡性貧血、產後惡露未淨，或久病體弱而極消瘦者，No!
How ? 穴道按摩DIY
When? 生理期，胸部保養黃金時間 !
【生理期前5天】
在MC來的前5天，胸部特別漲時，除了原本的基礎保養外，可以使用嫩白活胸效果的按摩乳來強化保養，舒緩胸前不適的感覺。
【生理期間】
在MC來的期間，可以使用具有緊實效果的美胸商品，搭配基礎美胸護養商品，趁著生理期期間，每天由下往上按摩約3~5分鐘，可保持彈力，久了cup自然會up up！
Who ? 哪些人，最好先別「馬」!
- 有急性傳染病或急性炎症，和腹痛難忍按摩的病人，No!
- 有皮膚病者，No!
- 急性類風濕性脊椎炎病人，No!
- 腫瘤、嚴重肺病、心臟病、肝、腎病的病人，No!
- 易引起出血性疾患，如糖尿病、肺結核、血友病等，No!
- 體內有金屬固定的疾患者，No!
- 惡性貧血、產後惡露未淨，或久病體弱而極消瘦者，No!
乳房下垂 遮不住的歲月痕跡
無論身型苗條或豐腴，隨著歲月流逝，乳房下垂逐漸成為熟女們共同的困擾。造成乳房下垂的原因很多，最常見為懷孕後乳腺退化；其次為體重減輕造成乳房皮膚鬆弛，或年紀增加造成皮膚缺乏彈性而下垂；少數也可能因為不當置入義乳而造成。適當的保養品與按摩雖然可以延緩老化速度，然而效果畢竟有限。乳房拉提手術，可以有效改善鬆弛下垂，回復年輕時的堅挺與彈性。
美學院整形外科診所周聰鐸醫師表示，廣義來說，乳房拉提手術是指將乳房重新調整至原來的正常位置。由於乳房下垂患者並不一定都擁有豐腴的乳房組織，因此乳房拉提手術在臨床上會與巨乳或乳房肥大所需的縮乳手術作不同區隔，手術前必須依患者的期望來進行詳細的評估。一般而言，乳房下垂的定義，是以乳頭和乳房下緣線(胸罩鋼線支撐線)的相對位置來診斷。依下垂的嚴重程度可以分為三級︰
� 第一級下垂︰指乳頭與乳房下緣距離1公分以內。
� 第二級下垂︰指乳頭與乳房下緣距離1-3公分。
� 第三級下垂︰指乳頭與乳房下緣距離3公分以上。
周聰鐸醫師說明，如果依外形來區分，可以進一步將乳房下垂分為乳腺部分下垂、乳頭乳暈下垂、以及因乳房組織分布不勻造成的假性下垂。在手術前必須審慎評估真正的臨床症狀，才能以最有效的手術方式改善其外觀，以達患者期望的效果。
通常術前評估的重點，應先依皮膚鬆弛狀況與乳腺大小，來決定修皮的幅度，以便決定採取何種手術方式。一般最常見的乳房拉提手術方式大致可以區分為以下兩種︰
- 乳暈環狀切開術︰沿著乳暈四周，將乳頭位置移至患者期望的適當高度後，將下垂的乳房組織周圍與皮膚皮瓣分開，再將乳房組織固定於胸大肌筋膜，此種手術方式可以配合切除部分乳腺，以達勻稱堅挺的胸部線條，最後再做縫合手術。
- 垂直提乳術:︰將乳暈組織周圍皮膚切除適當縮減量，並以楔狀切除多餘乳房組織，將乳暈及乳頭向上定位至期望位置，不需將皮膚做剝離，在縫合後乳暈下方僅多一條垂直疤痕。
打造誘人的胸部，除了尺寸適中，堅挺的乳房外形更是必要條件。周聰鐸醫師表示，乳房拉提手術可以明顯改善下垂問題。對於乳腺組織不足的患者，如果皮膚切除仍無法達到堅挺的效果，可以同時置入果凍矽膠或生理食鹽水義乳，以達到美麗堅挺的雙峰。此外，東方女性常見乳暈過大的困擾，在乳房拉提手術的同時，也可以搭配縮乳暈術，進一步提高美胸滿意度。
美學院整形外科診所周聰鐸醫師表示，廣義來說，乳房拉提手術是指將乳房重新調整至原來的正常位置。由於乳房下垂患者並不一定都擁有豐腴的乳房組織，因此乳房拉提手術在臨床上會與巨乳或乳房肥大所需的縮乳手術作不同區隔，手術前必須依患者的期望來進行詳細的評估。一般而言，乳房下垂的定義，是以乳頭和乳房下緣線(胸罩鋼線支撐線)的相對位置來診斷。依下垂的嚴重程度可以分為三級︰
� 第一級下垂︰指乳頭與乳房下緣距離1公分以內。
� 第二級下垂︰指乳頭與乳房下緣距離1-3公分。
� 第三級下垂︰指乳頭與乳房下緣距離3公分以上。
周聰鐸醫師說明，如果依外形來區分，可以進一步將乳房下垂分為乳腺部分下垂、乳頭乳暈下垂、以及因乳房組織分布不勻造成的假性下垂。在手術前必須審慎評估真正的臨床症狀，才能以最有效的手術方式改善其外觀，以達患者期望的效果。
通常術前評估的重點，應先依皮膚鬆弛狀況與乳腺大小，來決定修皮的幅度，以便決定採取何種手術方式。一般最常見的乳房拉提手術方式大致可以區分為以下兩種︰
- 乳暈環狀切開術︰沿著乳暈四周，將乳頭位置移至患者期望的適當高度後，將下垂的乳房組織周圍與皮膚皮瓣分開，再將乳房組織固定於胸大肌筋膜，此種手術方式可以配合切除部分乳腺，以達勻稱堅挺的胸部線條，最後再做縫合手術。
- 垂直提乳術:︰將乳暈組織周圍皮膚切除適當縮減量，並以楔狀切除多餘乳房組織，將乳暈及乳頭向上定位至期望位置，不需將皮膚做剝離，在縫合後乳暈下方僅多一條垂直疤痕。
都叫「小愛」！C奶嫩模劉薰愛是G奶麻里愛真人版？
劉薰愛被平鎮高中學弟爆料是「男兒身」，本名叫做劉子華。此消息成為演藝圈最熱門的話題，不過網友普遍都認為人類有選擇自己性別的權力，認為她依然是個頂級正妹。有趣地是，劉薰愛剛好和漫畫《烏龍派出所》因為愛而變性的麻里愛一樣，綽號都叫做「小愛」。
劉薰愛身高171公分、體重51公斤，擁有
性感的名模劉薰愛。(圖╱擷自伊林官網)
麻里愛在漫畫中被設定為曾經是泰拳冠軍，舊名麻里龍二，後來遇到男主角兩津勘吉，由於兩津長得很像以前她所深愛的教練，故對兩津一見鍾情。本來幾乎要與兩津結婚，但在兩津知道其為男性後就沒有結果。後來在花山理香的魔法下，成為完全的女性。
出道前曾參加性感VJ選拔，當時的劉薰愛說起話來很青澀，但她彎腰擠奶，讓雙峰呼之欲出，仍十分性感；去年，她穿著清涼比基尼走秀，舉手投足間散發出濃濃女人味，好身材連女生都忌妒，讓人很難聯想到她可能是男生。
劉薰愛的廣告作品《生死格鬥Online》：
女模被爆變性 劉薰愛：我是女生
| 女模被爆變性 劉薰愛：我是女生 |
| 2010-01-15 17:13:40 TVBS |
模特兒劉薰愛：「我覺得我還滿喜歡我現在的樣子，所以我覺得以前的事比較不重要，這就是我身分證。」記者：「是進演藝圈後才有所改變嗎？」劉薰愛：「也不是，我一直以來都是這個樣子，就是以我這樣的心態。」
根據週刊報導，劉薰愛的高中學弟爆料，在「全民最大黨」裡面模仿梁家小千金的劉薰愛，5年前還是就讀於平鎮高中的男學生，真實姓名叫做劉子華。
伊林公司下午發表聲明表示，「伊林在與劉薰愛簽約的時候，就已經認定她是一名『女』模特兒，而且1年多來，她的工作表現一直非常專業敬業，伊林不會在乎她的過去」。
對於媒體追問劉薰愛本人，到底是不是經過變性？劉薰愛都是千篇一律的回答，「我叫劉薰愛，我是女生，我很喜歡我現在的樣子」。
| 新聞來源：TVBS |
2010年1月6日星期三
如何決定你隆乳時該植入多大的尺寸或罩杯
如何確定什麼大小種植的乳房擴大
by Karen Beaumont
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我不知道你的事，但我敢打賭決定什麼大小乳房植入您希望現在，您已決定對乳腺癌乳房，嚇你死？沒有人想看"塑膠幻想"，但是我們都想看起來很棒 ！ 選擇你想要的大小通常是需要作出最大的決定之一。值得花點時間來決定什麼你就會感到滿意。我知道時間了接近我手術的一天，我發現自己做什麼可能對於大多數人自然-我成了一個乳房守望者 ！在此之前我不知道有很多不同的形狀和大小存在。這確實讓我知道我不是希望 ！
一個好的外科醫生將能夠從您的幀，並特別是你的高度，大約會為您最佳的大小判斷。是明智的高你是，你有沒有看錯了它的大植入的。不過，該決定是最終你。 有 3 確認和可靠的方法，最後決定植入您可以輕鬆地為自己的大小： 1 的水稻測試 2。水試驗 3 中。植入 Sizers 我們一般採用"杯大小"的方法，以討論乳房的大小，但大家都知道這是如何不可靠。這是奶的因為在 1930's年中引入由華納兄弟 Corset 公司的杯子大小系統依賴間接測量以推斷量。它異廣泛那麼多人的大小後，對乳房。它因此卷，用來確定種植體大小。
可能是有趣建議我從閱讀職位在聊天室中，我的外科醫生交談如果有任何遺憾 post-surgery 女人通常是說她並不去不夠大。您正在經歷一個可怕很多費用，造成的不便及不適，所以你也可它算 ！我做了 (只由 40cc），我有不後悔 ！我最後的大小是一個非常舒適，奉承的 340cc。這等同于為大渴望 DD 罩杯 (從 B 罩杯)。
一個好主意也是使用"水稻測試"或我的習慣-"水測試"。這牽涉到什麼越來越 2 塑膠袋 （或手術手套用結的手指） 和渴望是一個運動文胸的新的大小。充滿不同大小的大米和水袋 （使其暖水 ！），放置袋內的文胸再對各類成衣。我覺得是很容易要在我的床上躺了文胸，水袋放在空的胸罩，然後靠自己填充文胸入和做這件事。此提示節省大量推及可能爆裂袋!
到處走，看看如何它看起來/感覺一直走適量。現在空及措施米 ╱ 水，他/她有正確的種植體的時間然後聯繫外科醫生與您所需的大小 （和他們將需要 2 大小的這兩大小萬一天有多/無空間內乳房比預期）。這是在我發現水更好的選擇-，就比較容易正確衡量，cc's ！(請注意該 1cc = 1 毫升)。
但是，如果使用的飯在這裡是一個近似的轉換圖表：
1 杯 = 236cc
1/2 杯 = 118cc
3/4 杯 = 177cc
1/4 杯= 59cc
1/3 杯 = 78cc
2/3 杯 = 156cc
1/8 杯 = 的 30cc
你還可以問你的外科醫生，你內心的您所需的大小，以嘗試不同的胸罩滑的種植體 sizers 種植體大小。很有用，但是，記住種植通常顯示多達 20%小後他們植。這可能是因為外觀不同，植入"堆疊在"外部，相對於集成您的乳房到一個統一的形狀。
1 杯 = 236cc
1/2 杯 = 118cc
3/4 杯 = 177cc
1/4 杯= 59cc
1/3 杯 = 78cc
2/3 杯 = 156cc
1/8 杯 = 的 30cc
你還可以問你的外科醫生，你內心的您所需的大小，以嘗試不同的胸罩滑的種植體 sizers 種植體大小。很有用，但是，記住種植通常顯示多達 20%小後他們植。這可能是因為外觀不同，植入"堆疊在"外部，相對於集成您的乳房到一個統一的形狀。
作者： 簡介
卡倫博蒙特最近經歷了乳腺增，和拉告訴所有事，以及與她巴靈前擁有和她的 best-selling 中的照片後預訂"Boob 作業秘密"沒有發力。How To Decide What Size Implants for Breast Enlargement
by Karen Beaumont
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I don't know a thing about you, but I'll bet that deciding on what size breast implants you want now that you have decided on breast surgery, scares you to death? Nobody wants to look "Plastic Fantastic", but we all want to look great! Choosing the size you want to be is often one of the biggest decisions you will need to make. It is important to take the time to decide what you'll be happy with. I know that as the time got closer to my surgery day, I found myself doing what probably comes naturally to most men - I became a breast watcher! Until then I had no idea of the many different shapes and sizes that existed. It sure made me realise what I did NOT want!
A good surgeon will be able to judge from your frame, and especially your height, approximately what will be the best size for you. It makes sense that the taller you are, the larger implant you can have without it looking wrong. However, the decision is ultimately yours.
There are 3 recognised and reliable methods for deciding on final implant size that you can easily do for yourself:
1. The Rice Test 2. The Water Test 3. Implant Sizers
We generally use the "cup size" method in order to discuss breast size, but everyone knows how unreliable this is. That is because the cup size system, introduced by the Warner Brothers Corset Company in the 1930's relies on indirect measurements to infer the volume of the breast. It varies widely based as much upon the size of the person as on the breast. Therefore, it is volume that is used for determining the implant size.
It might be interesting to note that the advice I gleaned from reading posts in chat rooms and talking to my surgeon, was that if a woman is to have any regrets post-surgery, it is usually that she did not go big enough. You are going through an awful lot of expense, inconvenience and discomfort, so you may as well make it count! I did (only by 40cc), and I have not regretted it! My final size is a very comfortable and flattering 340cc. This equates to a much longed for DD cup (from a B cup).
A good idea is also to use the "rice test", or what I used - the "water test". What this involves is getting 2 plastic bags (or surgical gloves with the fingers knotted) and a sports bra of the new size you desire to be. Fill the bags with varying amounts of rice or water (make it warm water!), placing the bags inside the bra, then try on various clothing. I found it easier to lay the bra on my bed, place the water bags into the empty bra, then lean myself into the filled bra and do it up. This tip saves a lot of shoving and potentially burst bags!
Walk around, look at how it looks/feels until you get the right amount. Now empty and measure the rice/water, then contact the surgeon with your desired size in time for him/her to have the correct implant (and they will need 2 sizes either size of this just in case on the day there is more/less room inside your breast than anticipated). This is where I found water the better option - it's easier to measure correctly the cc's! (Note that 1cc = 1ml).
However, if using rice, here is an approximate conversion chart:
1 cup = 236cc 1/2 cup = 118cc
3/4 cup = 177cc
1/4 cup = 59cc
1/3 cup = 78cc
2/3 cup = 156cc
1/8 cup = 30cc
You can also ask your surgeon for implant sizers that you slip inside a bra of your desired size to try on different implant sizes. It is useful to remember, though, that implants typically appear up to 20% smaller after they are implanted. This may be because the look is different with the implant "stacked on" externally, as opposed to integrated with your breast into one unified shape.
About the author:
Karen Beaumont has recently undergone Breast Augmentation, and pulls no punches telling all about it, as well as baring all with her own Before and After photos in her best-selling book "Boob Job Secrets". Download the first 2 chapters for free, from this link: http://www.BoobJobSecrets.com 怪異的豐胸方式
怪異的豐胸方式
在一個更大的世界裡，往往被認為是更好的，一個女人與大乳房通常被認為是性感和吸引力。這就是為什麼大多數婦女不滿意自己的乳房大小，並不斷尋求改進的方法。
去年，30多萬美國婦女接受隆胸，據美國整形外科學會。平均年齡的婦女接受手術的是誰第34和百分之九十做後的孩子。
然而，並非所有的婦女歡迎隆胸思想，特別是因為它是入侵程序附帶了很多風險和並發症。那麼，這些婦女會發生？沒有其他選擇，這些絕望的婦女經常把未經證實的方法，增加乳房的大小。儘管美國食品和藥物管理局已經告訴我們一次又一次，沒有食品，設備，工具或演習，這將使乳房大，也不能始終保持跟踪這些問題的方法，永遠不死及鋪設不時時間以不同的形式，以更多的婦女成為受害者。
例如，在1976年，乳房放大機腳踏泵是如此受歡迎，400萬婦女在美國每人支付10美元接近這一原油玩意兒。該裝置主要包括一腳踏泵塑料管連接到兩個杯子放在乳房。在使用時，泵創建了一個真空，據說按摩乳房，令他們大。但用戶得到了很多瘀傷代替。
如果定價過高的玩意兒是不是你的事，你也許可以嘗試同樣昂貴爭吵口香糖成了大受歡迎的東京健康博覽會 2005年在日本舉行。該 B2Up公司說，口香糖慢慢釋放化合物，從植物中提取的，好似加強大小和形狀的乳房時，咀嚼3至4次。
通過轟擊機構，持續供應這些母乳加強化合物，該公司表示，口香糖讓你的呼吸新鮮和你的乳房健康。除此之外，粉紅色的藥片也將爭取衰老，改善血液循環，減少壓力。哇！相信他們會拿出一個口香糖頭髮生長，消除皺紋，並增加你的身高快？
也許口香糖的聲音沉悶和厭倦交給你，讓你還能做什麼？下載這個奇特的解決方案，從苫米地英人還誰家住日本：母乳擴大鈴聲！沒錯，你聽到 - 錯誤 - 看是正確夫人。據稱，這鈴聲包含潛意識訊息，“洗腦”的精神，最終使乳房大。毫不奇怪，苫米地也銷售鈴聲，從而改善你的記憶，使你更有吸引力的異性，治療禿頭，並幫助你戒菸！
最便宜的，這些不可靠的boob促進劑的行使。發起人表示，某些練習可以增加胸部的大小。雖然俯臥撑和胸部印刷機可以使乳房顯得大一點，事實是他們沒有影響脂肪乳腺組織。他們做的是加強和擴大下面的肌肉。在一些婦女，情況正好相反：在乳房變小，因為他們失去的脂肪。
如果沒有上述呼籲你，簽出Clevastin自然乳房增強系統。這種頗受歡迎的產品包含強大的母乳擴大化合物，可以幫助你恢復你的信心安全，自然而無需昂貴的手術。
Weird & wacky ways to enlarge your breasts
In a world where bigger is often perceived as better, a woman with big breasts is usually considered sexy and appealing. This is the reason why most women aren't happy with their breast size and are constantly looking for ways to improve it.
Last year, over 300,000 American women underwent breast augmentation, according to the American Society of Plastic Surgeons. The average age of women who undergo surgery is 34 and 90 percent do it after having kids.
However, not all women welcome the idea of breast augmentation, especially since it is an invasive procedure that comes with a lot of risks and complications. So what happens to these women? Left with no other alternative, these desperate women often turn to unproven ways to increase breast size. Although the US Food and Drug Administration has told us time and again that there is no food, device, gadget or exercise that will make the breasts bigger, it can't always keep track of these questionable methods that never die and resurface from time to time in different forms to victimize more women.
For instance, in 1976, the breast enlarger foot pump was so popular that four million women in the United States
If overpriced contraptions aren't your thing, you can probably try the equally expensive Bust-Up Gum that became a big hit at the Tokyo Health Fair in Japan
By bombarding the body with a continuous supply of these breast-enhancing compounds, the company said the gum keeps your breath fresh and your breasts healthy. Aside from that, the pink tablets will also fight aging, improve circulation, and reduce stress. Wow! Think they'll come up with a gum that grows hair, eliminates wrinkles, and increases your height soon?
Maybe chewing gum sounds boring and tiring to you so what else can you do? Download this bizarre solution from Hideto Tomabechi who also hails from Japan
The cheapest of these unreliable boob enhancers is exercise. Promoters say certain exercises can increase bust size. While push-ups and chest presses can make the breasts look larger, the truth is they have no effect on fatty breast tissue. What they do is strengthen and enlarge the muscles underneath. In some women, the opposite happens: the breasts become smaller since they lose fat.
If none of the above appeals to you, check out the Clevastin natural breast enhancement system. This popular product contains potent breast-enlarging compounds that will help you regain your confidence safely and naturally without the need for expensive surgery. Visit http://www.clevastin.com for details.
Janet Martin is an avid health and fitness enthusiast and published author. Many of her insightful articles can be found at the premier online news magazine http://www.thearticleinsiders.com.
By Janet Martin
Published: 8/4/2007
2010年1月5日星期二
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Now, I really have to brag a little on my pictures, as they were absolutely HOT!! I posted several pictures of me sucking a young hot cock, as well as some of my HOT shaved tool in sheer, sexy panties. I got numerous responses raving about my hot pictures, but most were commenting on the sheer panty pictures. It seems a lot of Male Hookup Forum users in that city liked silky lingerie, and it showed by the amount of "Panty Comments" I received.
One users name really caught my interest, and his hard cock picture was very sweet. His user name was B_-_-_ Slut, and for some reason that got me hard in a second. I sent a reply, and we chatted for a while and exchanged E-MALE addresses. We swapped pictures via E-MALE, and man were his pictures ultra hot, and very sexy. He was a cross dresser, and although in the face, he was not passable, every other aspect looked very feminine and very sexy. I got an instant boner looking at those hot pictures, and of all the replies I received, his was the hottest of them all, and I was hoping to hook up with him.
I arrived in town around midday and got online to announce my arrival. I immediately got several replies from men who were online in the middle of the day, and since the nighttime seems busier as far as online traffic, I had high hopes for the evening to come. I went out for dinner, leaving the computer online and when I checked in, I had 6 replies from hot looking men. I was very disappointed that none of them were from B_-_-_ Slut, but I was in need of some hot man sex so I browsed the replies to see if any appealed to me. There were several nice profiles, but none of them seemed to be really serious, as all of them had some type of excuse for not being able to come over tonight, which is fairly typical for most of the users on there. Lots of talk, but not much real action.
I soon lost interest and turned on the TV, leaving the computer online. I watched a porn movie on TV, and that seemed to re-kindle my desire for a hot hook-up. I went back to the computer and there it was; an instant message from B_-_-_ Slut. My heart skipped a beat as he had sent me another new picture to my E-MALE address showing me what he might wear tonight if we did indeed get together. My heart skipped a few beats as the picture appeared on the screen. He wore a very sexy, and sultry outfit that looked as if it belonged to a street hooker. It consisted of a white see through blouse with a black bra beneath it; black fishnet hose with the garter hooks showing out from beneath a very short plaid mini-skirt. Now I have a thing for TS / TV's / CD's and this looked like a good chance to fulfill a longtime fantasy.
I typed my reply with shaking hands and waited for a response, which came very quickly. "Looking forward to getting together tonight. Are you still interested?" My reply read like this, "Yes. I am very much interested, and please wear that outfit you sent me a picture of, as it is extremely hot looking and very sexy and exciting!! He replied that was why he sent the picture to me as sort of a primer or preview of what the nights encounter may hold, and just to add a little more fuel to the fire.
In the last message, I gave him the motel name and room number and asked him to call me. It seemed as if only seconds passed until the room phone rang. In a nice soothing voice, he asked if I would like for him to come over. I almost screamed the word YES and then gave him directions to the motel. He said he could be there in 30 minutes, and that had to be the longest 30 minutes I had endured in a long time. I took a quick shower, but even after that, I was shaking with anticipation as the rest of the time slowly ticked by one lowly second at a time.
Finally I heard a knock on the door. I reached for the doorknob with trembling hands as the door swung open to reveal him in that sexy outfit. I don't know how he got he got in the motel without anyone seeing him, as he is not passable and looks very masculine in the face, but very feminine from the neck down. As he walked past me to enter the room I took in the sweet aroma of women's perfume and my cock instantly rose to new heights. This was turning out to be a fantasy come true for me. He stood near the bed as if posing for me wearing that sexy outfit. The mini-skirt was the crowning touch, as I like them a lot, regardless of who is wearing it. They look great on sexy women or TV'S and CD'S.
The view from behind as he passed me to enter the room was breathtaking. I loved looking at the fishnet covered legs flowing from beneath that sexy mini skirt. I noticed a distinctly exaggerated swing in that sexy little ass as he continued into the motel room. I locked the door and walked in his direction. I was still shaking with anticipation, as I got closer to his sexily dressed figure. He asked to use the bathroom, and I pointed him in that direction. He said that he would only be a few minutes, and for me to get "Comfortable" in the mean time.
I finally saw the bathroom light go out, and I knew the time for my fantasy to come true was here. He slowly approached the bed where I was sitting and stopped just inches from me. I reached out and wrapped my arms around him just below waist level, and then I ran my hands up under the sexy mini skirt to cup his sweet ass cheeks. I could tell that he was wearing a garter and a pair of sexy and silky, feeling panties. I cupped those fine buns and hugged his firm body. I then ran my hands along those sexy fishnet covered legs, which sent shivers along my spine.
I slowly raised the mini skirt up to reveal a very sexy sight that I had dreamed of for years. Before me was a already hard and bulging cock beneath a pair of sheer white bikini panties, outlined by a sexy black garter attached to a pair of black hose. Those slim shaved legs looked as good as any women's I had ever seen. Through the sheer panties, I could make out the sight of a lovely purple cock head that was leaking clear fluid through the sheer fabric.
I reached out to touch the lovely dick that was hidden beneath the sheer fabric and the pretty cock grew even harder as my hand as I slowly stroked it through the sexy panties that still constrained it. I lowered my head and extended my tongue to touch the swollen hot dick through the material of the sheer panties. I could feel it's extreme heat as I ran my tongue along is entire length. I cupped his soft balls as I worked up and down the length of his cock with my tongue. I squeezed his tight buns and slid one hand under the sheer material that covered his fine ass as I worked oral magic on the pretty sheathed cock. The dick grew even harder beneath the thin fabric and I took as much of it as possible into my mouth and he moaned with pleasure as the hard dick and the panty material was now getting dripping wet.
I urged him to shift positions and laid him back onto the bed. I stroked the dripping cock through the wet material and then moved to take his now dripping balls into my hot mouth. More moans of pleasure escaped from his mouth as I sucked both of his balls into my mouth. I tugged on them gently and rolled them around my tongue as they became even wetter with my own oral juices. I then pulled the panty material aside to reveal his man pearls. They were shaved smooth and I immediately sucked them back into my hot mouth. He moaned even louder as I sucked his smooth, lovely pearls in and out. I let them fall out with a wet sucking sound as they fell back into place, all dripping and shiny as he moaned vigorously with pleasure and encouragement.
I could see the wet outline of his steamy hard cock through the sheer panties, and I now had the overwhelming urge to see his beautiful hot dick for real so I slid the wet panty material away from the raging hot dick. The sight now before me took my breath as a beautifully shaved and extremely hard dick sprang into view. I could now see his entire manhood, and what a sight it was. I now had a 6 inch shaved cock and balls, dressed out with a chrome cock ring in dripping wet panties, just inches away from my still dripping mouth that seemed to be begging for oral attention. It was the most erotic sight I could have imagined. A hot wet cock, gleaming with my own juices and it seemed to be begging for some more oral attention.
I was more than willing to fulfill that need and I took the hot steaming balls into my sucking mouth once again. I rolled them and sucked on them and tugged gently on them until he squirmed from the pleasure. I licked the length of him from his balls to his swollen purple cock head. I could taste his pre-cum on my tongue and it was heavenly. Up and down my mouth slid along his cock and balls. He suddenly and urgently said that he would not last long with all of the oral pleasure I was giving him, and he wanted to see what equipment I had to offer him.
I rolled back onto the bed and let him slowly slide my silk running shorts down my legs and he dropped them onto the floor. I was also wearing bikini panties, and that seemed to give him an extra thrill as he rubbed his face along my panty covered cock and balls. He stroked the dick through the material as it soon grew to its full length. I am not greatly endowed; I guess average (Whatever that is) would be a fair description. In any case, he seemed very pleased and he commented on how "Nice" it was and it was still hidden beneath the panty material and all he could really see was its outline which indicated he too had a thing for panty clad hard cocks.
He stroked my chest and tweaked my firm hard nipples and then moved to suck them into his hot mouth. He was giving me sensations I had not felt in a long time. His soft warm hands and wet sucking mouth roamed over my flesh giving sensual feelings along every inch they touched. He stroked my legs and paid great attention to my sensitive inner thighs. He then returned his attention to my stiff cock that was now aching with anticipation. He again stroked it through the material, cupping my firm balls and then he pulled down the waistband just enough to expose the swollen purple dick head.
He finally extended his hot wet tongue and licked the swollen dick head. I could see a small drop of pre cum on the tip and he quickly licked it away, commenting on how warm and tasty it was. I was shaking with excitement as he finally grasped the panties and removed them from my body. I could see his excitement as my hot dick sprang up to its full length. He commented on how sexy and beautiful it was and the he proceeded to lick it from top to bottom. He sucked my shaved balls into his wet dripping mouth and sucked on them gently, first one, then the other. He suddenly seemed struck with lust as he quickly engulfed the entire hard cock, and it disappeared from my view, buried in his hot wet love tunnel.
I now could tell how much he loved to suck a hot dick as the wet slurping sounds came with every plunge of my hot dick deep into his throat. He sucked the hot dick with a skill and passion I had never experienced before that night. The wetness was running down my balls and into my butt crack as he passionately sucked the hard peter in and out of his hot wanting mouth. My hard cock disappeared again and again as he deep throated the hot little dick with great, and wanting passion. He stroked my chest and legs as he continued to suck my raging dick deeply into his hot and dripping wet mouth.
I was in pure heaven as he expertly serviced my hot aching dick as no one had ever done before; but I now wanted to taste his sweet dick again. I gently stopped his passionate sucking long enough to shift positions in order to gain access to his pretty dick. He now sat on the edge of the bed with his feet on the floor as I knelt in front of him on a pillow in a worshipping position. His stiff dick was again hidden beneath the still damp panties. I gently pushed him back onto the bed and raised his legs onto my shoulders in order to remove the damp panties that still hid the swollen hot object of my desire.
As I grasped the waistband of the sheer panties as he raised his butt up high enough off the bed to allow me to slowly pull the panties across his shapely shaven legs. I removed the damp panties from his pretty legs and raised them to my face. I could smell the fresh scent of him in the material and I quickly got extremely excited about what lay in front of me. I was now looking at a pair of shapely smooth hose clad legs, and an extremely hard, and cleanly shaved cock and balls. I paid great attention to the hose clad legs as I gently stroked them from top to bottom as he moaned his approval.
His hot dick was a deep crimson color, and the swollen purple head seemed to beg for attention. I kissed and licked the smooth skin of his thighs just above the top of the hose line. I then kissed and licked the valley between his thighs and tight balls as he again moaned deeply in approval. My wet tongue traced all along his smooth skin and I could feel him trembling with excitement at my oral manipulations. My tongue seeked out the small cleavage of his butt, and I licked along as much of it as I could. He now squirmed with pleasure as my wet tongue licked the area below his tight firm balls, as his scent overwhelmed my senses and drove me to an even higher excitement level.
I could wait no longer as my desire to suck his hot dick now overwhelmed me. I took his hot tool in my hand and licked its length with hot and wet strokes. His moans now increased in intensity as I orally worshiped his throbbing hot dick. I licked the purple head to capture any sweet cream that may be there. The purple dick head was hot as fire as my wet mouth engulfed it. I gave the pretty dick head some tongue swirls and then I engulfed the hot swollen dick until it disappeared inside my wet sucking mouth. I gently tugged on his shaved pearls as I deep throated his beautiful dick.
His sweet cock disappeared again and again as I passionately sucked it in and out in deep wet strokes as the wetness streamed down the length of his hot cock and across his tight stiff balls. I then sucked on his wet dripping balls, but now they were so tight I could hardly get them into my mouth.
By this I knew he may getting close to the ultimate pleasure, and so did he. He said he wanted me back in his mouth very badly, so we shifted our positions to allow us to suck each other at the same time. We lay on our sides face to face and proceeded to suck each other's hot tools with extreme passion. I could hear the wet slurping sounds of him eating my cock as I did the same to his hot tool. I let his dick fall from my mouth just to get a close look at it again. What a beautifully hot dick he has, and he was offering it all to me for our mutual pleasure, as I was to him.
I felt like a cock slut myself as I viewed the hard cock before me. I suddenly had the urge to let him fuck my mouth so I asked him to let me lay beneath him and we again switched positions to give him access to my waiting hot mouth. As he straddled my face, I looked up to see the most beautiful sight of a hot stiff cock and balls, still shiny and wet just inches from my waiting mouth. I licked the stiff nuts briefly and then guided his hot swollen dick into my mouth. He fucked my face slowly and gently with deep strokes that hid his cock from view on every plunge.
As he slowly plunged his hot dick deeply in and out of my mouth, as he sucked my hot own tool at the same time. Oh my how erotic it was to be getting face fucked while getting deeply sucked at the same time. I could see and feel his silky wet balls on my face with each deep stroke as he face fucked me slowly. I reached to caress his smooth ass cheeks as he gently plunged his stiff dick in and out of my sucking mouth.
I could see his pretty pink pucker opening and closing slightly as he pumped my throat full of his hot dick. I now wanted to slip a wet tongue into that pretty little place above me, so I let his dripping wet cock plop from my mouth and grabbed his hips and guided his sweet pink pucker down onto my extended tongue. He almost screamed with pleasure as my stiff tongue touched his pretty little pink hole. I licked and kissed around the tight pink pucker which now seemed to be opening up to my plunging tongue. I could feel it going deeper inside him with every plunge, as he almost screamed with pleasure. I stroked his hot dick and tongue fucked his tight hot ass in unison.
As his moans continued, I could now feel his firm grip on my own raging hot boner. He stroked my hot cock with firm pressure as I continued to tongue fuck his hot ass and stroke his stiff dick. Suddenly he cried out that he was getting very close to orgasm, so I guided his lovely hot cock back into my wanting mouth. I could see his tight balls contracting and I got ready to accept his hot silky man cream with hungry anticipation.
His nectar squirted out in long gushes and it was very hot and creamy. I could not take it all and a lot of it dribbled down my cheeks. I scooped some in my hand and rubbed it onto my stiff cock and onto his hand. He rubbed it onto my aching dick as he continued to pump his cum coated cock into my now cum filled mouth. He stroked my hot dick with his own cum until I moaned that I was going to blow my hot load too. He removed his stroking hand and replaced it with his hot wet mouth.
Here I was with a mouth full of dick and hot cum, as he was sucking me deeply into his wet hungry mouth. I emptied my hot load into his mouth while trying to swallow the remains of his hot cream at the same time. My orgasm was so intense it felt as if my balls were going to follow along with the spurts of hot man cream. He then grasped my aching balls as if to coax more hot cream out of them as they continued to empty themselves into his hot sucking mouth. I could feel his hot mouth swallowing my entire dick and all of its contents at the same time.
He collapsed on top of me as we both lay there in complete sexual exhaustion. After recovering for a short while, we took a long sensual shower together. We soaped each other's naked bodies clean and then he got dressed in plain street clothes he pulled from a tote bag he had brought with him.
We exchanged casual goodbyes and he went out the door and on his way. Unfortunately, due to the distance between us, we have never gotten together since, but we do e-male each other occasionally. We have recently talked about driving to meet each other half way in another motel, but have not set an actual date.
I have to say that this was a fantasy come true for me, and I hope we can do each other again some time soon. In the mean time, I will have to be satisfied with the memory of that hot and sexy night that I will not forget any time soon. It was indeed one of the most erotic nights of hot steamy man sex I have ever had. I still get hard every time I think about that hot outfit he wore, and the goodies that were hidden beneath that sexy plaid mini skirt, and those hose clad legs.
http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=350251Yes, this is a true story that really happened to me a while back. I went out of town a few weeks ago on business, and at the same time, I was hoping to hook up for some hot man sex. I went to the Male Hookup Forum page for the city I would be visiting and posted a message. The message read " Will be in town for business next week, and hope to have some HOT MAN SEX the week of
Now, I really have to brag a little on my pictures, as they were absolutely HOT!! I posted several pictures of me sucking a young hot cock, as well as some of my HOT shaved tool in sheer, sexy panties. I got numerous responses raving about my hot pictures, but most were commenting on the sheer panty pictures. It seems a lot of Male Hookup Forum users in that city liked silky lingerie, and it showed by the amount of "Panty Comments" I received.
One users name really caught my interest, and his hard cock picture was very sweet. His user name was B_-_-_ Slut, and for some reason that got me hard in a second. I sent a reply, and we chatted for a while and exchanged E-MALE addresses. We swapped pictures via E-MALE, and man were his pictures ultra hot, and very sexy. He was a cross dresser, and although in the face, he was not passable, every other aspect looked very feminine and very sexy. I got an instant boner looking at those hot pictures, and of all the replies I received, his was the hottest of them all, and I was hoping to hook up with him.
I arrived in town around midday and got online to announce my arrival. I immediately got several replies from men who were online in the middle of the day, and since the nighttime seems busier as far as online traffic, I had high hopes for the evening to come. I went out for dinner, leaving the computer online and when I checked in, I had 6 replies from hot looking men. I was very disappointed that none of them were from B_-_-_ Slut, but I was in need of some hot man sex so I browsed the replies to see if any appealed to me. There were several nice profiles, but none of them seemed to be really serious, as all of them had some type of excuse for not being able to come over tonight, which is fairly typical for most of the users on there. Lots of talk, but not much real action.
I soon lost interest and turned on the TV, leaving the computer online. I watched a porn movie on TV, and that seemed to re-kindle my desire for a hot hook-up. I went back to the computer and there it was; an instant message from B_-_-_ Slut. My heart skipped a beat as he had sent me another new picture to my E-MALE address showing me what he might wear tonight if we did indeed get together. My heart skipped a few beats as the picture appeared on the screen. He wore a very sexy, and sultry outfit that looked as if it belonged to a street hooker. It consisted of a white see through blouse with a black bra beneath it; black fishnet hose with the garter hooks showing out from beneath a very short plaid mini-skirt. Now I have a thing for TS / TV's / CD's and this looked like a good chance to fulfill a longtime fantasy.
I typed my reply with shaking hands and waited for a response, which came very quickly. "Looking forward to getting together tonight. Are you still interested?" My reply read like this, "Yes. I am very much interested, and please wear that outfit you sent me a picture of, as it is extremely hot looking and very sexy and exciting!! He replied that was why he sent the picture to me as sort of a primer or preview of what the nights encounter may hold, and just to add a little more fuel to the fire.
In the last message, I gave him the motel name and room number and asked him to call me. It seemed as if only seconds passed until the room phone rang. In a nice soothing voice, he asked if I would like for him to come over. I almost screamed the word YES and then gave him directions to the motel. He said he could be there in 30 minutes, and that had to be the longest 30 minutes I had endured in a long time. I took a quick shower, but even after that, I was shaking with anticipation as the rest of the time slowly ticked by one lowly second at a time.
Finally I heard a knock on the door. I reached for the doorknob with trembling hands as the door swung open to reveal him in that sexy outfit. I don't know how he got he got in the motel without anyone seeing him, as he is not passable and looks very masculine in the face, but very feminine from the neck down. As he walked past me to enter the room I took in the sweet aroma of women's perfume and my cock instantly rose to new heights. This was turning out to be a fantasy come true for me. He stood near the bed as if posing for me wearing that sexy outfit. The mini-skirt was the crowning touch, as I like them a lot, regardless of who is wearing it. They look great on sexy women or TV'S and CD'S.
The view from behind as he passed me to enter the room was breathtaking. I loved looking at the fishnet covered legs flowing from beneath that sexy mini skirt. I noticed a distinctly exaggerated swing in that sexy little ass as he continued into the motel room. I locked the door and walked in his direction. I was still shaking with anticipation, as I got closer to his sexily dressed figure. He asked to use the bathroom, and I pointed him in that direction. He said that he would only be a few minutes, and for me to get "Comfortable" in the mean time.
I finally saw the bathroom light go out, and I knew the time for my fantasy to come true was here. He slowly approached the bed where I was sitting and stopped just inches from me. I reached out and wrapped my arms around him just below waist level, and then I ran my hands up under the sexy mini skirt to cup his sweet ass cheeks. I could tell that he was wearing a garter and a pair of sexy and silky, feeling panties. I cupped those fine buns and hugged his firm body. I then ran my hands along those sexy fishnet covered legs, which sent shivers along my spine.
I slowly raised the mini skirt up to reveal a very sexy sight that I had dreamed of for years. Before me was a already hard and bulging cock beneath a pair of sheer white bikini panties, outlined by a sexy black garter attached to a pair of black hose. Those slim shaved legs looked as good as any women's I had ever seen. Through the sheer panties, I could make out the sight of a lovely purple cock head that was leaking clear fluid through the sheer fabric.
I reached out to touch the lovely dick that was hidden beneath the sheer fabric and the pretty cock grew even harder as my hand as I slowly stroked it through the sexy panties that still constrained it. I lowered my head and extended my tongue to touch the swollen hot dick through the material of the sheer panties. I could feel it's extreme heat as I ran my tongue along is entire length. I cupped his soft balls as I worked up and down the length of his cock with my tongue. I squeezed his tight buns and slid one hand under the sheer material that covered his fine ass as I worked oral magic on the pretty sheathed cock. The dick grew even harder beneath the thin fabric and I took as much of it as possible into my mouth and he moaned with pleasure as the hard dick and the panty material was now getting dripping wet.
I urged him to shift positions and laid him back onto the bed. I stroked the dripping cock through the wet material and then moved to take his now dripping balls into my hot mouth. More moans of pleasure escaped from his mouth as I sucked both of his balls into my mouth. I tugged on them gently and rolled them around my tongue as they became even wetter with my own oral juices. I then pulled the panty material aside to reveal his man pearls. They were shaved smooth and I immediately sucked them back into my hot mouth. He moaned even louder as I sucked his smooth, lovely pearls in and out. I let them fall out with a wet sucking sound as they fell back into place, all dripping and shiny as he moaned vigorously with pleasure and encouragement.
I could see the wet outline of his steamy hard cock through the sheer panties, and I now had the overwhelming urge to see his beautiful hot dick for real so I slid the wet panty material away from the raging hot dick. The sight now before me took my breath as a beautifully shaved and extremely hard dick sprang into view. I could now see his entire manhood, and what a sight it was. I now had a 6 inch shaved cock and balls, dressed out with a chrome cock ring in dripping wet panties, just inches away from my still dripping mouth that seemed to be begging for oral attention. It was the most erotic sight I could have imagined. A hot wet cock, gleaming with my own juices and it seemed to be begging for some more oral attention.
I was more than willing to fulfill that need and I took the hot steaming balls into my sucking mouth once again. I rolled them and sucked on them and tugged gently on them until he squirmed from the pleasure. I licked the length of him from his balls to his swollen purple cock head. I could taste his pre-cum on my tongue and it was heavenly. Up and down my mouth slid along his cock and balls. He suddenly and urgently said that he would not last long with all of the oral pleasure I was giving him, and he wanted to see what equipment I had to offer him.
I rolled back onto the bed and let him slowly slide my silk running shorts down my legs and he dropped them onto the floor. I was also wearing bikini panties, and that seemed to give him an extra thrill as he rubbed his face along my panty covered cock and balls. He stroked the dick through the material as it soon grew to its full length. I am not greatly endowed; I guess average (Whatever that is) would be a fair description. In any case, he seemed very pleased and he commented on how "Nice" it was and it was still hidden beneath the panty material and all he could really see was its outline which indicated he too had a thing for panty clad hard cocks.
He stroked my chest and tweaked my firm hard nipples and then moved to suck them into his hot mouth. He was giving me sensations I had not felt in a long time. His soft warm hands and wet sucking mouth roamed over my flesh giving sensual feelings along every inch they touched. He stroked my legs and paid great attention to my sensitive inner thighs. He then returned his attention to my stiff cock that was now aching with anticipation. He again stroked it through the material, cupping my firm balls and then he pulled down the waistband just enough to expose the swollen purple dick head.
He finally extended his hot wet tongue and licked the swollen dick head. I could see a small drop of pre cum on the tip and he quickly licked it away, commenting on how warm and tasty it was. I was shaking with excitement as he finally grasped the panties and removed them from my body. I could see his excitement as my hot dick sprang up to its full length. He commented on how sexy and beautiful it was and the he proceeded to lick it from top to bottom. He sucked my shaved balls into his wet dripping mouth and sucked on them gently, first one, then the other. He suddenly seemed struck with lust as he quickly engulfed the entire hard cock, and it disappeared from my view, buried in his hot wet love tunnel.
I now could tell how much he loved to suck a hot dick as the wet slurping sounds came with every plunge of my hot dick deep into his throat. He sucked the hot dick with a skill and passion I had never experienced before that night. The wetness was running down my balls and into my butt crack as he passionately sucked the hard peter in and out of his hot wanting mouth. My hard cock disappeared again and again as he deep throated the hot little dick with great, and wanting passion. He stroked my chest and legs as he continued to suck my raging dick deeply into his hot and dripping wet mouth.
I was in pure heaven as he expertly serviced my hot aching dick as no one had ever done before; but I now wanted to taste his sweet dick again. I gently stopped his passionate sucking long enough to shift positions in order to gain access to his pretty dick. He now sat on the edge of the bed with his feet on the floor as I knelt in front of him on a pillow in a worshipping position. His stiff dick was again hidden beneath the still damp panties. I gently pushed him back onto the bed and raised his legs onto my shoulders in order to remove the damp panties that still hid the swollen hot object of my desire.
As I grasped the waistband of the sheer panties as he raised his butt up high enough off the bed to allow me to slowly pull the panties across his shapely shaven legs. I removed the damp panties from his pretty legs and raised them to my face. I could smell the fresh scent of him in the material and I quickly got extremely excited about what lay in front of me. I was now looking at a pair of shapely smooth hose clad legs, and an extremely hard, and cleanly shaved cock and balls. I paid great attention to the hose clad legs as I gently stroked them from top to bottom as he moaned his approval.
His hot dick was a deep crimson color, and the swollen purple head seemed to beg for attention. I kissed and licked the smooth skin of his thighs just above the top of the hose line. I then kissed and licked the valley between his thighs and tight balls as he again moaned deeply in approval. My wet tongue traced all along his smooth skin and I could feel him trembling with excitement at my oral manipulations. My tongue seeked out the small cleavage of his butt, and I licked along as much of it as I could. He now squirmed with pleasure as my wet tongue licked the area below his tight firm balls, as his scent overwhelmed my senses and drove me to an even higher excitement level.
I could wait no longer as my desire to suck his hot dick now overwhelmed me. I took his hot tool in my hand and licked its length with hot and wet strokes. His moans now increased in intensity as I orally worshiped his throbbing hot dick. I licked the purple head to capture any sweet cream that may be there. The purple dick head was hot as fire as my wet mouth engulfed it. I gave the pretty dick head some tongue swirls and then I engulfed the hot swollen dick until it disappeared inside my wet sucking mouth. I gently tugged on his shaved pearls as I deep throated his beautiful dick.
His sweet cock disappeared again and again as I passionately sucked it in and out in deep wet strokes as the wetness streamed down the length of his hot cock and across his tight stiff balls. I then sucked on his wet dripping balls, but now they were so tight I could hardly get them into my mouth.
By this I knew he may getting close to the ultimate pleasure, and so did he. He said he wanted me back in his mouth very badly, so we shifted our positions to allow us to suck each other at the same time. We lay on our sides face to face and proceeded to suck each other's hot tools with extreme passion. I could hear the wet slurping sounds of him eating my cock as I did the same to his hot tool. I let his dick fall from my mouth just to get a close look at it again. What a beautifully hot dick he has, and he was offering it all to me for our mutual pleasure, as I was to him.
I felt like a cock slut myself as I viewed the hard cock before me. I suddenly had the urge to let him fuck my mouth so I asked him to let me lay beneath him and we again switched positions to give him access to my waiting hot mouth. As he straddled my face, I looked up to see the most beautiful sight of a hot stiff cock and balls, still shiny and wet just inches from my waiting mouth. I licked the stiff nuts briefly and then guided his hot swollen dick into my mouth. He fucked my face slowly and gently with deep strokes that hid his cock from view on every plunge.
As he slowly plunged his hot dick deeply in and out of my mouth, as he sucked my hot own tool at the same time. Oh my how erotic it was to be getting face fucked while getting deeply sucked at the same time. I could see and feel his silky wet balls on my face with each deep stroke as he face fucked me slowly. I reached to caress his smooth ass cheeks as he gently plunged his stiff dick in and out of my sucking mouth.
I could see his pretty pink pucker opening and closing slightly as he pumped my throat full of his hot dick. I now wanted to slip a wet tongue into that pretty little place above me, so I let his dripping wet cock plop from my mouth and grabbed his hips and guided his sweet pink pucker down onto my extended tongue. He almost screamed with pleasure as my stiff tongue touched his pretty little pink hole. I licked and kissed around the tight pink pucker which now seemed to be opening up to my plunging tongue. I could feel it going deeper inside him with every plunge, as he almost screamed with pleasure. I stroked his hot dick and tongue fucked his tight hot ass in unison.
As his moans continued, I could now feel his firm grip on my own raging hot boner. He stroked my hot cock with firm pressure as I continued to tongue fuck his hot ass and stroke his stiff dick. Suddenly he cried out that he was getting very close to orgasm, so I guided his lovely hot cock back into my wanting mouth. I could see his tight balls contracting and I got ready to accept his hot silky man cream with hungry anticipation.
His nectar squirted out in long gushes and it was very hot and creamy. I could not take it all and a lot of it dribbled down my cheeks. I scooped some in my hand and rubbed it onto my stiff cock and onto his hand. He rubbed it onto my aching dick as he continued to pump his cum coated cock into my now cum filled mouth. He stroked my hot dick with his own cum until I moaned that I was going to blow my hot load too. He removed his stroking hand and replaced it with his hot wet mouth.
Here I was with a mouth full of dick and hot cum, as he was sucking me deeply into his wet hungry mouth. I emptied my hot load into his mouth while trying to swallow the remains of his hot cream at the same time. My orgasm was so intense it felt as if my balls were going to follow along with the spurts of hot man cream. He then grasped my aching balls as if to coax more hot cream out of them as they continued to empty themselves into his hot sucking mouth. I could feel his hot mouth swallowing my entire dick and all of its contents at the same time.
He collapsed on top of me as we both lay there in complete sexual exhaustion. After recovering for a short while, we took a long sensual shower together. We soaped each other's naked bodies clean and then he got dressed in plain street clothes he pulled from a tote bag he had brought with him.
We exchanged casual goodbyes and he went out the door and on his way. Unfortunately, due to the distance between us, we have never gotten together since, but we do e-male each other occasionally. We have recently talked about driving to meet each other half way in another motel, but have not set an actual date.
I have to say that this was a fantasy come true for me, and I hope we can do each other again some time soon. In the mean time, I will have to be satisfied with the memory of that hot and sexy night that I will not forget any time soon. It was indeed one of the most erotic nights of hot steamy man sex I have ever had. I still get hard every time I think about that hot outfit he wore, and the goodies that were hidden beneath that sexy plaid mini skirt, and those hose clad legs.
一則幻想故事 - 互吸陰莖成真
這是一個真實的故事，真的我碰了而回。數星期前業務，我的小鎮去了，一次我希望，為一些熱男子性聯繫起來。我去了這座城市，我會于訪問和發送郵件的男性聯播論壇頁。該郵件讀"將是業務下周，小鎮和希望有一些熱文性 9-20-07 的一周。我將會住在 ______ 汽車旅館。打我的快樂時代"。我發佈我最熱的圖片，並讓他們所有公眾。
現在，我真的要對我的照片有點吹噓，他們是絕對熱!!我貼我還可以我熱的一些剃工具中薄而性感褲吸一青年熱旋塞的多張圖片。我得到了很多回應有關熱照片 raving，但最純粹滿圖片了評論。城市喜歡絲內衣，和它顯示滿評論，我收到的量，似乎很多男性聯播論壇使用者。
一個使用者名稱確實抓住我的興趣，他硬公雞圖片很甜。他的使用者名是 B_ _ _ _ 軌跡，和一些原因，讓我努力在一秒鐘內。我送一的答覆，我們聊了一會兒，和交換電子社團位址。我們交換電子-社團通過圖片和人是他的圖片超熱，又性感。他是一個交叉的梳�檯，儘管在該的臉上，他是不軍艦，每個其它方面看上去非常女性，性感。我得到了一個即時的 boner，看著那些熱的照片和我收到的所有答覆，他都是最熱門的他們，和我希望，和他聯繫起來。
我在中午的小鎮，網上公佈我到了。我立即從處於連線狀態的一天的中間的人有幾個答覆，因為在晚上緊記使用充氣機充氣等似乎就網上交通較為繁忙，我有大的期望，晚上來。我出去吃飯，線上離開電腦和我簽入時, 有熱看男人的 6 答覆。我感到很失望他們都不是從 B_ _ _ _ 軌跡，但我了一些熱男子性需要的所以我流覽，看看回復任何上訴所給我。有幾個的好設定檔，但沒有人似乎是很嚴重，他們都有某種類型的藉口不能過來今晚，這是相當典型那裡上的使用者的大部分。有很多卻沒有太多的實際行動的談話。
我很快失去興趣，在電視線上離開電腦上打開。我看了看電視，色情電影，這似乎 re-kindle 熱鉤上的我渴望。回到電腦和它是，從 B_ _ _ _ 軌跡的即時消息。我的心跳過一拍，因為他把送我另一個新的圖片到我告訴我，他可能會穿什麼今晚如果我們事實上曾一起的電子社團位址。我的心略過幾個節拍，圖片出現在螢幕上。他身穿性感，和悶熱的外套，看上去好像它屬於街道的妓女。它還包括通過在其下方的黑色文胸套衫白請參閱 ； 黑色漁網軟管，襪帶用掛鉤從下一個很短的方格花紋超短裙顯示出來。現在我有一件事的 TS / 電視 / CD 的這看上去像一個好的機會，來滿足一種長期的幻想。
我輸入的握手，我的答覆，等候來快速的回應。"期待今晚相聚。你仍有興趣嗎？ 」我在答覆閱讀這樣，是"。我很有興趣，並請穿那件外套，你寄給我一張，因為這是非常熱看起來很性感和令人興奮!!他說： 這就是為什麼他發送圖片給我一樣的入門或預覽，夜晚會遇到可能舉行，和只是為了在火中添加更多點燃油。
在過去的郵件中我給了他的汽車旅館名稱及房間號碼，請他給我打電話。看來好像只有秒傳遞直到房間電話響了。一個好的輕柔聲音中他問是否我想他來。我幾乎尖叫起來是一詞，然後給他汽車旅館的方向。他說他能在 30 的分鐘內，也要我已忍受了很久的最長 30 分鐘。我拿了快速洗澡但甚至之後，我發抖期待為其餘的勾選慢了一個低第二一次時間。
最後，我聽到一個敲門。我伸手用顫抖把手門，雙手揮動打開以顯示他的那個性感的外套。我不知道他是如何得到他得了汽車旅館沒有人見到他，因為他不是軍艦，看起來很男性在的臉上卻很女性從下頸。當他走過去的我進入房間我了甜蜜香氣的婦女的香水，我的雞即時上升至另一高峰。這幻想成真我轉。如果由於水警輪上設施釋出，我戴著那個性感的外套，他站在附近在床。在超短裙是我喜歡他們很多的人穿著它無論在高峰的聯繫。他們看起來很性感的女人或 TV'S 和 CD 的上
從後面看走過我進入房間是令人歎為觀止。我愛看從下的性感迷你裙流動的漁網覆蓋腿。他繼續進了汽車旅館房間，我注意到，性感的小屁股明顯誇大的秋千。我鎖了門，他的方向走。我仍發抖期待，因為我有接近他的 sexily 穿好衣服圖。他要上廁所，我說他在這個方向。他說他只是幾分鐘的時間與我同時"舒適"。
我終於看到了出去，浴室燈，我就知道我的幻想成真的時間是在這裡。他慢慢走近的床我坐著，停止從我只是英寸。我伸出，換我摟他行下腰間的水準，然後我跑我的手，杯他甜蜜的屁股的雙頰性感迷你裙下。我可以告訴他身穿性感和絲，感覺褲及一襪帶。我杯那些細吃饅頭，擁抱他堅定的身體。然後，我跑我的手，一起發送沿著我的脊椎不寒而慄那些性感的漁網，包括雙腿。
我慢慢地提出展現一個性感的景象，我夢想的年到迷你裙。在我面前已難與脹公雞下十足白色比基尼褲，性感的黑色襪帶所概述的一對附加到一雙黑色膠管。這些苗條的切削的腿看上去一樣好任何女性的我所見過。通過在純粹的褲我能出的被洩露清晰液通過純粹的織物的可愛紫色公雞頭一看到。
我伸手去摸可愛的那個是純粹的織物下隱藏和漂亮的公雞增長更加努力為我的手，我慢慢地撫摸通過性感的褲，仍對它進行約束。我除下我的頭，並擴展舌頭碰腫的熱迪克，透過純粹褲的材料。我可以感覺到，我跑了我的舌頭，這是酷熱一直以來是整個長度。我杯他軟的球，因為我和我的舌頭共事向上和向下他的旋塞的長度。我擠他緊張的饅頭，滑下，純粹的材料，包括他好的屁股，準備我相當護套公雞對工作口腔魔法的一隻手。在的那個增長更加努力下薄織物和我拿了盡可能多的是盡可能進嘴裡和他為硬的那個高興地呻吟和滿材料現在正在滴水濕。
我促請他改變立場，放他回來到床上。我撫摸著滴公雞濕物料通過，然後將其移至他現在滴丸把嘴裡的熱。我吸他個球都到我的嘴了嘴逃離更多 moans 的樂趣。我輕輕地影響他們，他們滾左右我的舌頭，隨著他們變得更多雨，用我自己的口腔果汁。然後，我拉滿材料一邊透露他的人珍珠。他們被剃順利，我立即吸他們回嘴裡熱。他甚至大聲我吸他順利、 可愛的珍珠出呻吟。我讓他們吸聲音，因為他們後退到位情況下，一個濕落所有滴漏、 光澤，他積極呻吟的樂趣和鼓勵。
我也看不見的純粹的褲通過他色情硬公雞濕的輪廓，我現在有壓倒性欲望真看見他美麗的熱迪克，所以我滑遠離洶湧的熱迪克濕的滿材料。現在在我之前看到了我的呼吸，精美切削和非常艱苦的那個跳入眼簾。我現在可以看見他整個的成年，是多麼的景象。我現在有一個 6 英寸 刮公雞，淋濕的褲，一個鉻公雞圈穿出的球只是英寸走了我還從滴水嘴，似乎乞討口腔應注意的問題。這是我可以想像，最情色的景象。一熱濕旋塞閃耀我的果汁和它似乎乞討多一些口頭應注意的問題。
我很樂意滿足這種需要，把我帶熱蒸球進吸嘴裡再一次。我滾他們和他們吸，直到他快樂從 squirmed，輕輕地勞碌身上。我舔腫紫色公雞頭，他球從他的長度。我可以嘗到他的前 — — 暨上我的舌頭，它是天堂。向上和向下我的嘴滑沿著他的旋塞和球。他突然，急切說他不會持續很久的所有口頭快樂我給了他，他要看看什麼我不得不向他提供的設備。
我回滾到床上，讓他慢慢滑運行下我的腿短褲我絲，他把他們掉在地上。我亦身穿比基尼泳裝褲，和這似乎給他一個額外的興奮，因為他擦臉沿我滿覆蓋的旋塞和球。由於它很快完全垂，他輕撫著通過這種材料的那個。我不大大優越 ； 我想平均 （無論是) 是一個公平的說明。在任何情況下，他似乎很高興，他評論對如何好那是，它仍隱藏在下滿材料及其所有他真的能看到了輪廓，表示他太有一件事，滿複合硬旋塞。
他撫摸著我的胸部和調整了我堅定的硬乳頭，然後將其移至把他們吸進嘴熱。他給我感覺我不了感覺很久。他的軟溫暖的手，吸嘴上給予他們談到沿著每一寸的肉體的感情我肉名花濕。他撫摸著我的腿，十分重視我敏感的內部大腿。然後，他回到他注意我僵硬的公雞，現在疼的期待。他再次撫摸它通過這種材料拔罐我堅定的球，然後他拆掉該腰帶只是不足以公開腫紫色迪克頭。
他最後延長熱濕的舌頭，舔腫起的那個頭。我看不見暨前的一小滴在提示上，他很快舔它走了，評論對如何溫暖和美味。當他最後抓住，褲，從我的身體中刪除它們，我發抖興奮。我可以看見我熱的弟弟，他興奮跳到其完整的長度。他評論對如何性感美了，在他舔它從上至下。他為他的濕滴水嘴裡和身上輕輕吸，第一個，然後另吸我切削的球。他很快被焚毀，整個的硬公雞，它從我埋在他的熱濕的愛隧道的看不見了，他突然好像打的欲望。
我現在可以告訴他多少愛吸幹熱的那個，如 slurping 的聲音，濕了的我熱的那個每跳水深入到了清嗓子。他吸用技能和我永遠不會經歷了前那一夜激情熱的那個。在潮濕，他充滿激情地吸的他的硬彼得熱口要跑下我和我的屁股裂縫。如大，並需要激情，他深喉熱的小弟弟我努力的公雞消失一次又一次了。由於他繼續吸我洶湧的那個深深為其熱及淋濕的嘴，他撫摸我的胸部和腿。
是純天堂中，他談服務我熱痛迪克，沒有人做過前 ； 但我現在想再嘗他甜蜜的那個。我輕輕地停下來，以訪問其漂亮的那個他激情吸足夠長的時間，變速方式。他現在坐在床邊腳在地板上，我在 worshipping 位置的枕頭跪在他的面前。他僵硬的那個再次被仍濕褲下隱藏。我輕輕地推送他回來在床上，並提出他的腿到我的肩膀上，以刪除，還是躲我的願望的紅腫熱物件的濕褲。
如我抓住的純粹褲腰帶，他提出他抬起屁股足夠了，請允許我在 shapely 的 shaven 雙腿慢慢拉，褲床。我從腿漂亮中刪除濕褲，提出他們對我的臉。我聞他的材料中新鮮的氣味，我很快得到了非常興奮什麼躺在我的面前。我現在看著一雙包層 shapely 順利軟管的腿和一極難，乾淨地刮旋塞和球。我付複合軟管腿非常關注，正如我輕輕地撫摸他們從上到下，他悲鳴其批准。
他熱的那個一深深紅色的顏色，腫起的紫色頭似乎乞求的注意。我親了親，舔他大腿軟管一行的頂部的正上方的光滑皮膚。我再親了親，舔他大腿與他緊球之間的谷地再次在審批中深深地呻吟。舌頭濕跟蹤所有沿他光滑的皮膚，我能感覺到他我口服的手法，興奮得渾身發抖。我的舌頭定位出他的屁股的小理和我舔沿盡可能多的了，我能。他現在欣然 squirmed，如濕的舌頭舔之下他緊堅定個球區，他的香味淹沒我的感覺，把我到一個更高的興奮級別。
因為我想現在吸他熱的那個令我，我能不能再等。我在我的手中了他熱的工具，舔其長度與高溫高濕筆劃。他現在以口頭方式增加強度為我的 moans 拜他興旺的熱迪克。我舔捕獲可能存在的任何甜奶油紫色的頭。紫色的那個頭是熱如火嘴裡潮濕籠罩它。我給了漂亮的那個頭一些舌漩渦，然後我被焚毀熱腫的迪克直到我濕吸口內消失。我輕輕地對他的切削珍珠勞碌，因為我深喉他美麗的那個。
他甜蜜的公雞消失一遍又一遍，我充滿激情地吸它出的深層濕筆劃以流的形式下他熱旋塞在他緊張的硬球長度的濕度。我再吸上他的濕淋球，但現在他們太緊，我幾乎不能讓他們到嘴裡。
這我知道他可能接近，最終的樂趣，他也。他說他希望我很不好，早在他的嘴，我們改變了我們，讓我們把對方吸在同一時間的位置。我們把我們雙方面對面與 proceeded 吸對方的熱工具與極端的激情。我能聽到濕 slurping 他吃我的雞，像我一樣對他熱工具一樣的聲音。我讓他的那個從只是為了再次得到密切的看一下它的嘴裡掉下來。什麼他有一個很漂亮的熱迪克和他提供它都對我是為了我們共同的樂趣了他。
我感覺一隻公雞 slut 我自己我看到在我面前硬公雞。我突然有欲望讓他媽我的嘴，所以我問他讓我躺在他和我們再次開關的位置，讓他取熱嘴裡等待。由於他運臉，我查到看熱勁公雞和球，仍有光澤，只是濕的英寸，從嘴裡等待最美看見。我簡單舔僵硬的螺母，然後進入我的嘴引導他熱腫起的那個。他操我的臉慢慢地輕輕地與深藏從每個墊上看他旋塞的筆劃。
由於他慢慢地跳他深深的嘴裡的熱迪克，正如他在同一時間吸我熱自己的工具。哦我越來越臉是如何色情操時獲取深深地吸一次。我可以看到，在我的臉上，每個深腦卒中感到他絲的濕的球，因為他的臉操我慢慢地。我到撫他的順利的屁股雙頰，他輕輕地跳吸嘴裡的他僵硬的那個。
我看見他相當粉紅色的皺褶，打開和關閉輕微，他抽了我的喉嚨充滿了他熱的那個。我現在想要說話很濕滑到我，上面那美麗的小地方，所以我從我的嘴 plop 讓他滴水濕旋塞和抓住他的臀部，引導他甜蜜的粉紅色皺褶下來到擴展的舌頭上。他幾乎高興地尖叫，因為我僵硬的舌頭摸他很小的粉紅色孔。我舔，周圍緊密的粉紅色皺褶，現在似乎開放到舌頭暴跌親了。我能感覺到它會在他與每個跳水，更深，他幾乎高興地尖叫起來。我輕撫著他的熱迪克和舌頭操齊唱他緊熱屁股。
繼續他的 moans，我現在可以對我的洶湧的熱 boner 覺得他嚴格的控制。由於我繼續舌操他熱的屁股和腦卒中他僵硬的弟弟，他輕撫著我熱的公雞，堅定的壓力。突然間他喊他漸漸很接近性高潮，所以我回嘴裡 wanting 帶領他可愛的熱旋塞。我也看不見外判他緊球，我準備好接受奶油餓了期待與他熱絲人。
長 gushes 及 squirted 出他花蜜是非常熱，奶油。不能把這一切，許多它滴下來我的雙頰。我搶一些在我的手中，擦就到我僵硬的旋塞和到他的手上。他擦它到我心痛的弟弟，他繼續抽他到我現在暨填充口包膜公雞暨。他撫摸著我熱迪克暨自己的我去過吹我熱負荷，直到我呻吟。他被刪除了 stroking 的手，它替換了熱濕口。
在這裡，我是用嘴的弟弟和熱暨，他吸我深深地進濕的餓了嘴。我試圖同時吞他熱的奶油的遺跡進嘴清空我的熱負荷。我的高潮是如此強烈的感覺，如果我要按照熱人忌廉的噴。他然後好象要哄更熱奶油的他們，由於他們繼續為自己空進熱吸嘴抓住我心痛的球。我可以感覺到熱嘴同時吞咽我整個的那個和所有內容。
因為我們都在完整的性疲勞躺在那裡，他倒下的我。後的一段短時間中恢復我們一起花了長感官洗澡。我們 soaped 對方的赤裸身體清潔，然後他得到了穿的便衣街頭他從他和他帶了一個 tote 袋拉。
我們交換散工的問候和他走出家門，路上。不幸的是，由於我們之間的距離我們永遠不會得到一起以來，但我們做 e 男性彼此間。我們最近已說了駕駛彼此相遇在另一個的汽車旅館的一半，但沒有設置一個確實日期。
我必須指出這是一個幻想成真我，我希望我們可以互相再快一些時間。平均及時我要那個熱和性感的夜晚，我也不會忘記短期內的任何時間的記憶表示滿意。這的確是最情色的夜晚，我以前有過熱的色情人性別的之一。仍然到硬每次我想起那個熱的外套，他穿著和下方的性感方格花紋迷你裙，隱藏的好東西，和那些軟管包層的雙腿。
[TG Story] The Posing Stone
Hank was having one of those days.
He could scarcely believe how strange it had become. No matter what he did or how he did it, everything turned out all wrong. He had hoped spending a little quality time with his girlfriend Mina would help through the day. The best he could hope for now was tomorrow being a better day. Hank would be glad when this day finally ended. It was good thing days like these were few and far between.
As hard as it was for him to believe, things weren't getting any better. As Hank was driving Mina back to her apartment, he could tell she must be pissed at him for some unknown reason. She was so quiet. Even though he had no idea what he might have done that upset her, Hank had been seeing Mina long enough that he clearly recognized the warning signs.
On the other hand, perhaps another explanation existed for her continuing silence. Even though, he knew that was unlikely, Hank found the idea of Mina not being mad at him far more appealing. He was beginning to think they should have stayed at her apartment and not gone out at all. She had been so touchy about nearly everything since her roommate had moved out. Taking her to his fraternity party had been a major mistake. It hadn't turned out as good an idea as he'd first thought.
Given the miserable kind of day he was already having, things continued getting worse. Once he'd pulled into the parking lot at Mina's apartment, Hank suddenly realized he was in a lot more trouble than he'd imagined.
Mina had quickly undone her seat belt before the car had stopped rolling forward. That wasn't like her at all. And if that wasn't already bad enough, Mina had, before he'd switched off the ignition, opened the car door for herself, exited the car without waiting for any assistance from him, and headed straight for the door of her apartment. What the hell was wrong with her? She certainly wasn't acting like herself tonight. Hank wondered if a pod person had somehow replaced her.
'Oh shit!' thought Hank. "Wait up, Mina!" he hollered, as he hurried to catch up with her.
Mina said absolutely nothing when Hank finally caught up with her. She just turned and glared icily at him for a moment. As he had in the car, Hank found her continued silence unnerving. It was as if she were someone else, not the girl he knew at all. If only she'd say something... anything at all. He wouldn't mind if she screamed or yelled at him. At least then he might have some idea what he'd done.
Once Mina reached the door of her apartment, she unlocked first the dead bolt, followed by its main lock. After the door slowly swung open and she'd silently stepped inside, Hank had finally had enough of her odd behavior. This had to be settled right now. He couldn't let it go any further.
"What the hell have I done, Mina?" he asked her. "Why are you mad at me?"
"Who said you did anything?" she replied coolly. "I'm not mad at you, Hank. Why should I be mad at you?"
"You aren't mad at me? You sure as hell could have fooled me," snapped Hank. He knew was a big mistake once the final word escaped his lips. After all, she'd answered his questions with more questions. That was never a good sign. He only hoped she wasn't as angry as it seemed. "You didn't say a single word once we left the party. What else was I to think?"
"You should come inside, Hank," she replied in a more mellow tone than before. "We certainly don't want to put on a show for my nosy neighbors."
As Hank stepped into her living room, he was relieved Mina was willing to talk. That was definitely a very good sign. Once Mina closed the door and relocked it, Hank felt better still. That one action was an even better sign. He knew full well where their little talks behind closed, locked doors inevitably led.
Before he had time to say another word, Mina finally spoke up, giving him an explanation. "I didn't say anything after we left your silly little party, because I was too busy thinking."
"You were thinking?"
"Yes, I was thinking." Mina glared at Hank for an instant. "I do think from time to time, you know."
Hank knew he'd better watch what he said from now on. Clearly, there was something big bothering Mina. If he kept putting his big foot in his mouth, absolutely nothing would get solved. "What were you thinking about that was so important?"
With a faint wry smile appearing on her lips, Mina replied softly, "I was thinking a little about Callie. I really miss her, you know."
"I'm not surprised; you two were roommates for several years." Hank was beginning to think he knew at least a part of Mina's problem. He'd made his move too quickly; he should have taken more time. Why hadn't he listened to his common sense and waited until he knew Mina was ready to consider a replacement for her former roommate?
"I hope she's all right."
"I'm sure she's fine, Mina," replied Hank. "She just got married; it's not like she died or anything like that."
If the truth could be told, Hank wouldn't have minded if Carrie had died. Even though telling Mina something like that was out of the question, Hank was glad Callie had married that gullible damn fool Frank Roberts she'd somehow managed to ensnare in her web. Even better yet, as far as he was concerned, right after the wedding they'd packed up their belongings and moved to the other side of the country.
He would never waste any of his time moping about or missing that damn little bitch. He and Callie were... had always been... just like oil and water. From the very first moment they'd met, even if he had no idea why, Hank had taken an instant disliking to Callie. And Callie had certainly never hidden what she'd thought about him either. She had, if nothing else, always been one very strange girl. But for some reason, most unfortunately, Callie had seemingly always had Mina's ear. She'd kept putting those funny ideas in Mina's head. He sure as hell wasn't going to miss that damn little bitch. With Callie now out of the picture, his and Mina's relationship, not that he believed there was really anything wrong with it, would soon be even better than ever.
Hank slowly slid his arms around Mina's slender waist. When she didn't object, he began nibbling on her neck. With her unexpected failure to respond as she always had in the past, he knew there must still be something else troubling her. "What else have you been thinking about tonight, babe?"
"Are you sure you want to know?"
"I wouldn't have asked unless I wanted to know."
"Now, don't go getting mad at me. I've been wondering lately why you were trying to change me," she replied with an abrupt pout. Once she'd pulled away from him, she turned and faced him. With hands firmly planted on her waist, she asked bluntly, "Can you tell me what's so wrong with the way I am, Hank?"
"What are you talking about, babe?" asked Hank. The question had surprised him. "Whatever makes you think I'd ever want to change anything about you? From where I'm standing, there's definitely nothing wrong with you, babe. You're perfect; I love you."
"I know you love me; I love you too," replied Mina. "Callie just never understood how I could be in love with you. I think she was just being jealous. Isn't that so silly? Did you know Callie never liked you at all?" She looked Hank squarely in the eye. "I just don't understand that at all. Why are you always trying to get me to make changes in the way I look."
Surprise swiftly filled his eyes. "Where on earth did you ever get an idea like that? I've never wanted to change anything about you, Mina," protested Hank. Now they were finally getting somewhere. He was convinced he'd finally found the root of whatever was troubling her. He should have guessed this was it earlier. Although he'd never known why - Mina had always been a totally hot-looking fox - every so often Mina inexplicably became overly paranoid about her appearance. It was time to nip that silly nonsense right in the bud. "You must know I think you're just perfect the way you are."
"Oh really! I'm not too sure I believe you," snapped Mina. "Didn't you - in front of all your fraternity brothers and their friends tonight - ask me if I wouldn't prefer being a blonde to being a brunette?" she asked. "If I were meant to be a blonde, Hank, I would have been born one."
"I really don't see where there's a problem, Mina. You said 'no' and the subject was dropped."
"But that didn't keep you from asking the question; did it?" replied Mina. "That's not all of it, you know. Just last week you asked me about getting those contact lenses so my eyes could be blue. If I'd been meant to have blue eyes, I would have been born with them."
"Give me a break! I kind of thought you might like a little change." Hank smiled warmly at Mina. "You must know I think your green eyes have just gotta be the hottest, sexiest looking eyes in the whole world."
"That's so sweet." Mina smiled. "I used to think you thought things like that," she said softly. "But that was before you asked me about getting that boob job." Mina's pretty face swiftly flushed a bright red. "It's bad enough just talking about that with you now. If we hadn't been all alone when you asked me about it, I'm sure I would have just died from terminal embarrassment."
"C'mon, Mina. You must know that wasn't for me at all, babe," replied Hank calmly. "As far as I'm concerned your boobs are totally perfect just as they are. They're not too big and they're not too small. There's no way in hell I'd ever seriously consider changing two such lusciously lovely mounds of absolute perfection. You've just gotta know I love your beautiful bountiful boobies just the way they are."
Mina glared at him. "I'm so glad you'd never want me to become just another one of those overdeveloped, super-busty young women you and your frat brothers are endlessly talking about." Mina was less than convinced Hank meant a word he'd said. "If all that talk wasn't for you, Hank, then just who was it for?" she asked.
"That's a simple question, babe," smiled Hank. Now that he was on a roll, he had an equally simple answer for her. "I did all that just for you, of course. I'm sure you know there are a lot of really shallow dudes running around loose out there that think being bigger means being better." Thinking it might even help his case, Hank gave Mina's already ample breasts a good old-fashioned, healthy looking over. "You know me, babe! I don't believe any of that stupid bigger is better shit; not for a minute."
Mina raised an eyebrow, "Don't you?"
"Of course not! Why should I?" replied Hank. "I fail to see why we're having any problems about this. It's not like I was ever being serious about any of it."
"Is that so?" replied Mina. She still didn't believe him. "Please correct me, if I'm wrong. Let's say, just for the sake of argument, I had a suggestion or two for changing your appearance along those same lines you were suggesting for me. Are you seriously telling me you'd have no problems with me asking you something like that?"
"That's exactly what I'm telling you, babe. Just what kind of boyfriend do you think I am?" However, after a brief few moments of additional thought on the subject, Hank suddenly became nervous. "Now wait just one minute here, babe!" Was she actually saying there was something about him she didn't like and wanted to change? "Exactly what kinds of suggestions are you thinking about making?"
"Nothing irreversible, if that's what you're worried about," she replied calmly, but with a decidedly mischievous grin slowly spreading across her face.
As she walked slowly toward the bookcase against the wall, Hank wondered what she'd meant by her odd remark.
Once at the bookcase, she slipped one of her hands between a couple of books and retrieved something - Hank couldn't quite see what it was - that had obviously been hidden behind them. "I haven't done this for a while. I think I'll let you find everything out as it happens, dear," she impishly smiled. "It should be a lot more fun for both of us that way."
Before a thoroughly puzzled Hank could think of uttering even a single word of protest, Mina held out whatever-it-was she'd just retrieved, now firmly clasped in her hand, toward her boyfriend. Once Mina had whispered some odd nonsensical sounding gibberish - at least, that was the only way Hank could describe what he'd heard - his senses were overwhelmed by a brilliantly blinding flash of yellowish light that momentarily flared throughout the room.
Several long seconds passed before Hank's senses and reason began to return. He had no clues about what had just happened to him. Even though something insistently kept telling him he should know everything, the how and the why of whatever had happened continued to elude him.
Although he clearly remembered that strange brilliant light, he had no idea from where it had come.
The only other thing he clearly remembered - or at least he thought he did - was how the earth must have moved beneath him. He could think of nothing else that came close to describing what he'd felt.
Suddenly, his thoughts turned to Mina.
Where was she?
Mina! There was something about Mina; something he needed to know.
But what the hell was it?
Was Mina all right?
Hank knew that must be it!
What else could it possibly be?
Nothing else made much sense at that moment. After all, she was his girlfriend. He was planning to move in with her. With all the strange shit going on, he was worried about her.
When Hank finally opened his eyes, he was horrified at discovering he couldn't see. Only then did he realize he was sitting down, not standing up. "Mina? Are you still here?" he plaintively asked.
"I'm right here, Hank," she replied, as if from someplace far away. "Are you all right?"
"I can't see anything," he replied. "I think that damn light blinded me."
"I'm sure that's nothing you need to worry about, Hank. You should be all right in a little bit," said Mina. "You were never meant to be blind, so you won't be."
"What the hell do you mean by that?" Hank was more puzzled than ever by her increasingly strange behavior. However, even as he'd asked the question, his eyes had slowly begun registering a little light. "Maybe you're right, Mina! I think I'm starting to make out some light now." Much to Hank's increasing delight, slowly, ever so slowly, that little light soon turned into fuzzy blurs. Not long after that, those soft blurs were becoming increasingly well-defined shapes.
Once his vision was finally restored to normal, Hank breathed a huge sigh of relief. "You were right, Mina! I can see again!" he exclaimed. "Thank goodness! The effect of that damn light was only temporary."
"What did I tell you? I knew you'd be all right."
At that moment, Hank spotted Mina standing across the room and immediately realized something was terribly wrong. Impossible as it seemed, it must have been he, not the earth, that had been moved earlier.
"There's something really weird going on around here, Mina!" he exclaimed. "Have you got any idea what might be going on?" Hank shook his head slowly; it didn't help him a bit. "Before that strange light flashed I was standing right beside you... and now... but I know that's impossible. How can I be sitting on this stool on the other side of the room from you?"
"I'm not surprised you feel that way! Have you noticed anything else yet, Hank?"
"Anything else? Like what?" replied Hank. He had no idea what she meant. That worried him.
"Okay! What else do you remember?
"Not too much. It's all kind of fuzzy."
"I'm sure it is." Mina just smiled at him. "I was thinking you might be feeling a little chilly right about now."
"Chilly?" asked Hank, clearly puzzled by her odd remark. "I don't know what you mean." He wondered why Mina was being so strangely cryptic. In all the time he'd known her, Hank had never seen her act like this before.
Abruptly, an odd, inexplicable chilliness swept swiftly through him. He decided the whole thing must have been fueled by her peculiar remark, coupled together with his strange situation, acting on his subconscious and imagination.
Slowly, Hank shook his head from side to side. Doing that felt very strange. Something, somehow, didn't seem quite right.
But what could possibly amiss?
Whatever it turned out to be later, it was definitely a mystery now. No answer his mind came up with made any sense.
Even as Hank continued wishing for an answer - the end - to this mystery, he wondered, in the back of his mind, just what, if anything, Mina knew.
However, Hank soon found himself surprised once again. When he finally tried getting off the stool, he discovered that simple act impossible, no matter how long or how hard he squirmed. He was stuck to the damn stool. "What the hell now?" he mumbled. "Why must everything keep getting weirder and weirder."
Without knowing why, but glad that he could, Hank slowly raised his arm. Carefully looked over his arm sent an oddly mysterious sense of relief surging through him. Not that it should have, his arm looked no different now than it ever had before. He had no rational explanation for that odd sense of relief currently rushing throughout his entire body. However, after taking everything else into consideration, Hank still had that strange funny feeling he could neither shake nor begin to explain that something wasn't quite right.
All of a sudden - almost as if someone had tossed a switch inside his head - something that was different, not to mention totally out of the ordinary, finally dawned on him.
Apparently, it had been there all along. Hank couldn't believe it. He'd looked right at it for several seconds and never even noticed! What was wrong with him? How could he have failed to see something so patently obvious?
And yet, it was impossible. His arm was bare.
Where the hell had the sleeve of his shirt gone?
For some unknown reason, Han's attention suddenly shifted downward, away from his bare arm. Hank gasped. Once again, an odd surge of surprise coursed through him. "Shit!" He couldn't believe what he'd discovered. "What the hell is going on around here?" he mumbled. Far more than one simple sleeve of his shirt had gone missing. In stunned disbelief, Hank slowly shook his head. "How can anything this damn strange even be possible?" he muttered. "What the hell is wrong with me? Why did it take me so long to notice something so obvious?"
"What have you finally noticed that was so obvious?" asked Mina innocently.
Hank had trouble believing what she'd said. Why was Mina acting so strangely? "What the hell is wrong with you, Mina? Instead of trying to be funny, why didn't you just tell me I was sitting here naked, except for my shorts?" he snapped, glaring at her. "This is all too weird! I don't remember taking off my clothes."
"What's wrong with me? What makes you ask that? I'll have you know there's absolutely nothing wrong with me, Hank," replied Mina with a broadening smile. "I don't see you sitting there in your cute little shorts as any big deal. I mean, it isn't as if I haven't seen you naked plenty of times before now. As I'm sure you must also remember, that also includes all of the you still hiding under those tight, awfully cute shorts you're still wearing."
"That isn't the least bit funny, Mina." Hank still couldn't believe how strangely his girlfriend was acting. "There's something really weird going on around here and I don't have the slightest idea what it is." Not knowing what else he could or should do, Hank finally decided asking his girlfriend for her opinion might be a good idea. He was convinced, but unsure of exactly why, that she knew a helluva lot more about what was happening than she was letting on. "Have you got any ideas what might be behind all this strangeness, Mina?"
It was almost as if that question had needed to be asked. Once the question was out of his mouth, Hank began feeling somewhat odd. Strange, but not exactly new, thoughts were suddenly filling his mind. He was unsure of just what had begun happening to him now. Among the many thoughts were memories - mostly disjointed fragments and images - of things that had occurred before that strange flash of light. Unfortunately, Hank continued having more than his fair of problems trying to sort them all into some kind of logical order that made sense.
He and Mina had apparently been in the middle of some kind of disagreement. He didn't want to call it a fight. Unfortunately, Hank couldn't quite recall about what they'd been arguing.
He had vague recollections of some really crazy talk between them having to do with each of them making some kind of change in the other. None of that made any sense to Hank. Why would he even consider changing anything about Mina?
After going over to her bookcase, Mina had retrieved something from behind one of the books. Whatever that item had been remained a total mystery.
That was just about the time things started turning weirder. Clasped tightly in her hand, she'd held out that mysterious whatever-it-was toward him.
That odd flash of bright yellow light had stripped his senses away. Most likely his clothes, aside from his shorts, had been stripped away at the same time.
He'd awakened on the other side of the room apparently glued to this damn stool.
As Hank's head ached and throbbed, he slowly shook his head. Something about doing that one simple act didn't seem quite right somehow. Everything suddenly seemed so strange. He needed to concentrate... focus his thoughts. He had to think his way through all this damn strangeness. At that particular moment, whatever Hank saw with his own two eyes was suspect. That was easier than believing what they saw.
There was little real proof for anything he'd seen. If only he had something a little more concrete than these strange disjoint images - they might actually be nothing more than hallucinations - on which to base a decision.
While trying to think of something - just anything would do - to aid him in making his decision, Hank absently began slipping his fingers slowly through his hair. Almost immediately more surprise set in. Without even trying, he'd suddenly found tangible proof. Even knowing what he'd discovered was impossible, his hair was now somehow longer than it had been before. The increase wasn't that much, but he had no doubts about its new longer length. That wasn't the only difference he'd noticed. Although he wasn't as certain about it as he was its longer length, Hank believed the hair pressed between his fingers had a different feel to it. Its texture felt wrong. He wasn't sure, but thought it could be thicker than before.
Hank's hand slid gently across his face. Something definitely wasn't right there! Somehow, his face seemed softer, far smoother, than it should. There was no trace of any beard stubble. But those things quickly lost all importance when he caught sight of his hand again. Something about the way it looked seemed subtly different. And try as he might, Hank couldn't figure out what it could possibly be.
Although he had no idea what was going on, Hank definitely knew who was at fault. At the moment, that was probably the only thing he knew with any great certainty. Turning swiftly turned toward Mina, Hank glared at her. "What the hell are you doing to me, Mina?" he demanded of her. "And don't bother trying to tell me you aren't behind all this weird shit that's going on."
Mina said nothing in her defense. She just looked at Hank and smiled.
"Say something, Mina! All this weirdness must be your doing!" shouted Hank, upset with her continued silence. Proceeding on with his argument, he asked her, "Who the hell else can it be? You and I are the only people in the room and I sure as hell know it isn't me doing it!"
"Of course this is none of your doing, Hank. Why would anyone ever think it was?" said Mina. "However, I really fail to see why you're having any problems with this."
Something in what Mina had just told him sounded vaguely familiar somehow. However, unable to remember when or where he'd heard it before or who might have said it, he readily dismissed the thought as unimportant. "You're kidding; right? Why wouldn't I have a few problems with this?" he snarled. "Damnit, Mina! What the hell's going on! In fact, I don't have the slightest idea what this even is. I haven't got the first clue about what's happening to me."
"Is that so?" replied Mina. She sounded amused, "I really think you should start paying better attention to me, Hank. If you really believe what you just said was the truth, why did you ever agree to this in the first place?"
"Agree? Agree to what?" snapped Hank. Not remembering agreeing to anything, Hank was very puzzled. "I have no idea what you're talking about, Mina. I never agreed to anything!"
"Oh really? That's not how I remember it," she replied with a grin. "You can have an awfully short memory at times, Hank. Don't you remember our little discussion from earlier about all those ways you were trying to change me?"
"No, not exactly. It's all still kind of fuzzy," replied Hank. "But I don't understand. Why would I ever think of changing anything about you?"
Mina smiled at him. "That fuzzy business sounds like a regular cop out to me, Hank?" replied Mina. "However, out of a simple sense of fairness, I suppose, let me remind you what was said. You told me you wouldn't mind if I made a few suggestions with regard to altering your appearance?" Don't you remember saying that, Hank? She smiled, a little more mischievously, at him. "You should know if you can't take the heat, Hank, you shouldn't be in the kitchen."
"But Mina, I still don't understand what's going on." Abruptly, Hank paled. He felt as weak as a kitten. "Shit! What now? I don't feel very good all of a sudden. " He shook his head slowly back and forth. "Have you got any idea what's happening to me now?"
"Don't worry. It's nothing overly unusual," she replied casually. "Why don't you try telling me how you're feeling right now? I can't give you any guarantees, you know, but it might help you feel a little better."
"Are you sure that might help? Nothing else has. But I'm not sure I can do that, Mina," replied Hank anxiously. "Everything seems so strange right now! I've never felt anything like this before." But unsure how to explain his strange new feelings, Hank tried to do the best he could. "I'm feeling really weird right now." That part had been very easy. "I'm beginning to feel a little... well... you know, kind of... bloaty. Is that even a word? Damnit! Do you think I could be getting fat, Mina?"
"Of course not, Hank. Why would I think you were getting fat?" she replied. "In fact, I think you're starting to look real good."
Hank was unsure what he should do next. His mind was muddled; he felt so confused. A part of him wanted to scream, but he fought off that urge. Guys didn't scream no matter what. Another part of him wanted so very much to thank Mina for telling him he wasn't getting fat. But that made little sense to Hank and somehow didn't seem quite the right thing for him to do. He wanted to cry; he wanted to laugh. But he could do neither. He wanted to smother Mina with kisses. At the same time, he was considering punching her lights out. With everything else that had been going on around him, his mind had become so terribly mixed up and conflicted.
"Oh shit!" he abruptly mumbled, shaking his head slowly back and forth. "What the hell's going on now, Mina? This shit is just too damn weird. Why have I suddenly started feeling so warm and tingly all over?"
"Don't worry about that! There's nothing going on you to be overly concerned about, sweetheart," replied Mina calmly. "There's nothing strange in the way you're currently feeling. It's all perfectly normal."
"Perfectly... normal?" Hank replied, slowly repeating her words. "No fucking way! How the hell can feeling like this be perfectly normal, Mina? I don't understand any of this! How can any of this strange shit be happening to me? I don't feel anywhere near normal, perfect or otherwise, right now. I just feel plain damn weird."
Trust me; those feelings will pass soon enough." Mina looked at Hank and smiled again. "I wasn't sure I remembered everything. It had been so many years since the last time, you know. But everything is going so well at the moment; you really seem to be progressing very nicely."
Hank glared at Mina. "Progressing very nicely? Just what the hell does that mean?" he asked her. Whatever she replied, Hank seriously doubted he'd like her answer.
Unfortunately, Hank failed to hear Mina's response. Just as she'd opened her mouth, his body abruptly developed other plans that clearly failed to include paying attention to Mina. Without any real warning, that peculiar warmness and all those odd, yet so pleasant, tingly sensations he'd been experiencing intensified far past anything he'd previously felt. That wasn't all of it either. He was finally becoming aware that other physical changes - impossible to believe as that was - had been taking place in his body.
Hank couldn't... didn't want to... wouldn't... believe what was suddenly so plainly obvious.
He stared at his hands. Only a few short seconds had passed since Hank had last looked at them. His hands were smaller now than they'd been then. They weren't quite a girl's hands yet, but neither would they ever be mistaken for those of a man. Although his fingers had apparently become longer and more slender, his fingernails remained short and looked the same as they always had.
His arms, as well as his legs, were... different. Being unsure what those differences were didn't prevent Hank from recognizing the fact.
Hank was also convinced the shape of his face must have changed... was still changing... right along with everything else. His face now felt so incredibly soft... a smooth newborn baby's behind kind of soft.
His lips felt so different... kind of puffy. Try as he might, Hank couldn't explain it any better than that.
He was convinced his nose had changed... become smaller... less angular... and more petite.
Unfortunately, with his ass stuck to the stool, there was no readily available mirror Hank could use for confirming any of those things his hands were telling him. Even had one been nearby, Hank doubted he would have taken the time to look. Although he had no idea how he'd been changed, Hank just knew he no longer resembled his former self. Would he have known whoever looked back from the mirror? Hank wasn't sure he wanted to know the answer. However, he was convinced that when all this - whatever it was - was finally over and done, he'd be unlikely to recognize himself.
Something about his shorts had changed. They just looked somehow different. As with everything else, he couldn't put a finger on whatever it was about them that had changed. But none of that kept him from puzzling over it.
What the hell was Mina doing to him?
At the same time, he had even better questions. Whatever it was she was doing, how and why was she doing it?
As has happened earlier, further thoughts of Mina and whatever - or why or how - she was doing this to him were again pushed out of his mind. Unexpectedly, but with far less pain than he would have ever imagined, Hank felt as if he'd been caught in the ever-tightening grip of a powerful pair of gigantic hands. Having his body squeezed in the middle as if it were nothing more than a tube of toothpaste was an incredibly strange sensation. He knew no words that adequately described what he felt. As those giant hands kept squishing his waist increasingly tighter, Hank's body soon responded by flowing - slowly redistributing its mass - into a more and more rounded shape.
"Oh shit!" he exclaimed, his voice oddly cracking. "I don't believe any of this damn crap! It's impossible; it's a load of bullshit! This can't possibly be happening to me!"
However, after a little more thought on the matter, Hank had no choice but decide otherwise. Like it or not... believe it or not... his body had changed... was still changing. If there were something impossible here, it would be denying the mounting evidence. Not knowing why, he decided taking stock of his body's changes seemed the next logical step.
He found the longer length of his hair distressing. "Damnit! My hair has reached the tops of my ears; I can feel it sitting there," he mumbled to himself, still in disbelief at his latest discovery. "If that isn't bad enough already, with each new second that passes, I can almost feel it steadily growing longer and longer." Hank didn't like the sound of that at all. Dealing with long hair could be such a real pain.
His waist had thinned... and was still thinning more. Damn those giant hands! Hank knew - without really knowing how or why - that his thinner waist was something important.
Hank frowned when one of his hands slid gently over his chest. For some reason, his chest was quite tender to his touch. He definitely had never expected to find what he'd found there. His chest felt far more different to his touch than it ever had before. It had become so smooth... and fleshy. Evidently, whatever mass had been squeezed away from his waist by those nasty giant hands had needed to go somewhere. But why there of all places?
"I don't believe any of this shit! " Hank was suddenly awash in new sensations, as his fingers gently played across that altered flesh. Those sensations couldn't be ignored. He enjoyed how doing that made him feel so good. "This is just impossible! My chest has sprouted a brand new pair of little titties."
Wondering how he - a guy - could have titties of any size, Hank shook his head slowly. "This can't possibly be a good sign! With all the other strange things that have been going on around here, there's no way in hell my new titties remain this small much longer." Hank was so convinced he felt them growing under his continuing touch that he found himself wondering just how big his titties would finally become.
Abruptly, Hank remembered something else he'd seen earlier. One of his hands reluctantly left his chest and slipped beneath his shorts. "Oh shit!" he exclaimed. The whole idea of him having breasts, even these small ones he had, no longer sat atop of the list of things worrying Hank. "I'll bet my new little titties are gonna keep getting bigger. And it sure looks like the larger they swell, the smaller my trusty little Hank will become."
Hank shook his head slowly.
Everything just felt so wrong; he couldn't possibly begin to explain any of it.
His body, apparently blissfully unaware of the impossibility of what was happening to it, kept right on changing. He had no idea how to make the changes stop.
His hair kept growing longer.
And the gradual expansion of his new titties continued. Soon they'd probably be large enough for him to start thinking of them as tits.
Hank had no idea why Mina was so mad at him. What had he ever done to her? "Why are you doing this to me, Mina?" he finally asked.
"You said you wouldn't mind if I made a few suggestions concerning your appearance, lover," replied Mina. "Or were you lying to me about that, Hank? I've never liked it when people lie to me."
"I would never lie to you, Mina. You must know that." Hank tenderly fingered one of the small swollen nipples on his puffy chest. It was so sensitive to his touch. Was that supposed to be normal? "This isn't exactly a suggestion I'm experiencing, you know. Even if they aren't that big, I've suddenly got a brand new pair of tits." His hand slid slowly downward along the soft still-developing new contours of his body. "And I'm physically changing, Mina! I probably look more like some adolescent girl now than a man."
"You do at the moment, sweetheart," replied Mina calmly. "But you don't really need to worry about that so much. Just as adolescence passes, that will soon change."
"Change? What the hell are you talking about?" But all of a sudden, Hank finally put two and two together. He knew what - even if not the how or the why - Mina was doing to him. He wondered how he'd failed to notice something so obvious earlier. Why hadn't what Mina was doing dawned on him earlier. "I don't know how you're doing this, Mina. Why are you changing me into a girl?"
"You can be so silly some times, my sweet little Hankie-poo," replied Mina. "Don't you remember what else we were talking about earlier today? Before we left for your silly old frat party, you asked me if I'd given any serious thought about finding a new roommate." Mina smiled knowingly at Hank. "Up until that moment, I hadn't really given finding a new roommate a moment of thought. However, that was another of those things I'd been mulling over on the ride home. Even before you asked, I knew how much you wanted to move in here with me. Once I'd had enough time to think it over, I knew you'd make the most perfect roommate ever. All it would take was a few simple minor adjustments."
"A few simple minor adjustments? Are you kidding me?" A stunned Hank stood there looking at Mina and shaking his head. "You're changing me into a girl, Mina. How can you consider something like that as some kind of minor adjustment."
"Gee whiz, Hank! What's the big deal? I'm only changing your sex. You might not think so right now, but that is a very simple, quite minor reality adjustment. No one is likely to notice," replied Mina. "Besides, if you're going to be my new roommate, you must be a girl."
"What are you talking about?" Hank was more confused than ever. "That doesn't make any sense."
"It makes perfect sense. You've met my parents. You know how they are," replied Mina. "My parents like you, Hank; they like you an awful lot. But they can be so really old-fashioned about some things, especially when it comes to any boy-girl things. I'm afraid the shit would hit the fan if I told them you - that is, the boy you - were moving in with me. They'd just never understand. This will be so much better for both of us; you'll see. " Mina smiled lovingly at Hank. "And don't worry about my parents. I know they will still love you. I wouldn't be too surprised if they loved you even more than before once you're a girl."
Hank shook his head again. He didn't like how his hair covered his ears. That wasn't right; his hair was way too long. On top of everything else, it just felt so wrong. Nor was he overly enthused about the increasing tenderness and puffiness of his still-developing new tits. "But I'm your boyfriend, Mina. How am I supposed to remain your boyfriend if I'm a girl?"
"Quit being so silly, Hank. Whether you're a girl or a boy, nothing needs to change between us," smiled Mina. "We'll still be together. In fact, we'll be spending a lot more time together than ever before once you're a girl and my new roommate." Her smile widened. "I know you'll love spending more time together as much as I will."
Hank stared at Mina. He couldn't believe what she was saying. Even though they'd been dating for a long time now, Hank clearly didn't know her anywhere near as well as he thought he did. What other surprises awaited him? Whatever they were would have to be something really big to top this. "But I couldn't... not if we're both girls."
"You're just being silly again, Hank. Girls do that kind of stuff together all the time," said Mina. "Not that I'm bragging or was counting, I can't begin to tell you how much time Callie and I spent together in her bed or mine. I don't see the two of us being any different. We'll be doing a lot of things together that you never dreamed of doing with me before." Mina began smiling at him oddly. "Even after you start liking boys, we'll still have plenty of time to be together."
Finding out about Mina and Callie this way came as another big surprise. Hank had never even suspected they'd been sleeping together. At least he hadn't on any conscious level. On the other hand, that could easily explain why he'd taken such an instant disliking to her. And it definitely explained why Callie hated him. However, it was that other shocker Hank found even more disturbing. "However you're changing me into a girl, I'm never going to like boys that way!"
Mina just laughed. "Of course you will, silly. Liking boys is something inevitable." She laughed again. "It's one of those things that comes along naturally with becoming a girl this way. You'll still like girls, of course, but sooner or later, you'll start really liking boys. And I know all the boys are just going to love you long before that happens."
Hank's mouth dropped wide open. He couldn't believe what she was telling him. His situation kept getting worse and worse. "This is all wrong, Mina! You must know what you're doing to me is wrong."
"No, it isn't," replied Mina. "Everything will be just perfect; you'll see."
"You must stop this! Change me back!" exclaimed Hank. He'd just remembered Mina saying what she was doing to him was reversible. But Mina's return glare forced a change of tactics. "Please, Mina, please. Please stop whatever you're doing and change me back," he begged. "Please, oh please, Mina. Pretty please with sugar on it."
But Mina said nothing.
Having no other recourse, Hank continued his groveling. "Please, Mina. If you change me back, I'll do anything else you want," he pleaded with her. "Please, make this stop. Please, please, reverse this and change me back." He took a long deep breath. "I've never wanted to be a girl, Mina. You must know that!"
"And what's so wrong with being a girl?" asked Mina icily. "Some of my very best friends are girls."
"Damn it, Mina! Quit putting words in my mouth!" snapped Hank. "I never said there was anything wrong with being a girl. All I said was I didn't want to be one."
"I don't see why not," replied Mina calmly. "Being a girl is so much fun. I really think you'll like being a girl after you've been one for a while and finally get the hang of it." She smiled at Hank. "We're gonna have lots and lots of fun together, you and I. I don't really know why you're being so whiny about it."
"Whiny? Me?" Hank slowly shook his head in disbelief. "I'm not being whiny about anything. Damnit, Mina! You're changing me into a girl. What the hell do you want me to do? Thank you?"
"Now that you mention it, that would be really nice." Mina smiled at Hank. "After all, I am doing you this really big favor."
"A really big favor!? Damnit, Mina! That's utterly ridiculous!" shouted Hank. "When are you going to reverse whatever you're doing and change me back?"
Mina glared back at him. "I thought you wanted to be my new roommate. That's what you asked me earlier; wasn't it?. However, you must know you can't be my new roommate if you're a boy," she said coolly. "I never realized how selfish you are, Hank. Everything always has to be done your way or not at all. I can't remember Carl ever being so selfish and whiny."
"Carl?" Hank was puzzled. That was a name he'd never heard Mina mention before. "Just who the hell is this Carl?"
"Nobody special. Just an old boyfriend," replied Mina. "Carl was my last boyfriend just before we started dating. I'm sure I must have mentioned him to you before now."
"You didn't," replied Hank. "I'd never heard his name until you just mentioned it." However, now that she had reminded him, Hank thought he'd once overheard Callie and Mina talking about someone named Carl. But when he'd come back into the room and asked them about him, they wouldn't discuss him further. Strangely, Callie had seemed a little confused. She had vigorously denied knowing anyone named Carl.
"If I didn't, then I didn't, I guess. If that was the case, I probably saw no reason to bring him up. No big deal," said Mina. "I haven't seen him in several years. And honestly, I'd be very surprised if I ever saw him again. As far as I'm concerned, Carl's ancient history."
All of a sudden, Hank's curiosity began increasing. He wasn't too sure what had provided the spark, but it was definitely on the rise again. However, now that Mina had told him often she and Callie had slept together when he wasn't around, Hank wondered if Carl had ever known what the two girls had been doing behind his back. "Did Carl and Callie get along any better than Callie and I did?"
"I don't really know. I don't think they knew each other," replied Mina, "Callie wasn't my roommate while Carl and I were dating."
"She wasn't?" That came as another big surprise. It was something else he hadn't known about Mina. And he wasn't happy how that list kept growing longer and longer. "I thought you and Callie had been roommates forever."
"Forever? That's a long time. We weren't roommates anywhere near as long as that, silly," replied Mina. "Even though Callie and I have been friends a long time, she didn't move in with me until just a few weeks before we started dating. That was probably about a week or so after Robin got married." She smiled at Hank rather oddly. "In case I haven't mentioned her , Robin was my roommate while I was dating Carl. You know, now that I think about it, Robin never really liked Carl too much. And Carl didn't really like Robin that much either. I don't know what it is, but my roommates and my old boyfriends have never gotten along very well together. Isn't that really strange, Hank?"
"Boyfriends? Plural? As in more than one?" asked Hank. Having all these new surprises constantly flung at him was making him one helluva damned unhappy camper. "If it wouldn't be too much trouble, Mina, would you mind telling me just how many other boyfriends you've had?"
"It's no trouble," replied Mina. "Not that many really. Are you jealous, Hankie?" The thought made Mina smile at him. "That's just so cute. You shouldn't be jealous of them, you know."
"I'm not jealous! I'm not trying to be cute either! How many others were there?" he repeated more firmly.
"Somebody's being grouchy. Did you get up on the wrong side of the bed this morning?" asked Mina. "You're just being awfully silly, you know." She gave him another odd look. "Oh, all right. If it will make you happy, I'll tell you everything. We can't keep any secrets if you're going to be my girl friend and my new roommate.
"There's you, of course. And you didn't get along with Callie.
"As I've already told you, there was Carl right before you and he didn't get along with Robin.
"Of course, I never knew anyone that got along real well with Robin besides me. She could be a real nasty bitch at times. Robin stayed my roommate even longer than Callie, you know. Of all the boys I dated while Robin was my roommate, only Carl, Joseph, and David ever asked me for a second date. Robin was always so possessive. I'm sure she did something mean and nasty that scared Joseph and David off. At the time, I didn't really think she liked boys.
"But one night when Carl brought me home from our date, I found this note from Robin that surprised me. She'd run off with her big hunk Joey to get married and have lots and lots of kids. The last time I heard from her, they had twelve kids and Robin kept gushing on and on about how great it was to be kept barefoot and pregnant. I still can't picture Robin as the loving-wife-and-doting-mother type.
"Before Robin moved in with me, Ronald was my boyfriend. He didn't get along with my roommate Lindsey. I always thought that was because he was a self-centered asshole that didn't like anyone. Everybody else I knew just loved Lindsey. She was always a fun-loving girl. If you'd have known her, I just know you would have loved Lindsey too. All the guys in town did... except for Ronald of course.
"And then there was Larry, who never got along with Alison. Larry was the kind of guy that liked to play around.
"Before Larry was Alex. I didn't have a roommate when I was dating Alex. It was his wonderful idea that I get a roommate, you know."
"I'm your seventh boyfriend?" mumbled Hank. He'd been expecting one, maybe two, but finding out there had been six before him came as a total shock. Not only that, Hank couldn't understand how someone as young as Mina could have possibly had so many other boyfriends. He decided some of those relationships could not have lasted very long. And aside from Callie, he'd known nothing of all her other roommates. How was it possible one of them could have had twelve kids?
Hank obviously didn't know Mina as well as he'd thought he had.
Hank began wondering if Mina were only telling him about her many boyfriends and roommates to keep him from thinking about what was happening to him. He could still feel his hair growing longer. He knew his tits must still be getting bigger.
"You have to stop doing this, Mina!"
"Why?"
"It's all wrong," replied Hank. "You must know that."
"We've already had this discussion, Hank. I think it's the perfect solution." Mina smiled at her boyfriend's still altering form. "You'll get to move in here with me. We'll always be together. I know you'll love that." Mina's smile widened at the thought. "Don't even think about denying it, Hank. We both know you've wanted to get into my panties for the longest time. We're gonna have lots of fun, you know. And whenever we're not in one of our beds, think of all that fun we'll have going out on double dates."
'Double dates? No way!' thought Hank. He knew there must be something he could say that would make Mina reverse whatever she'd done that was turning him into a girl. But what? And then, Hank recalled something Mina had said to him earlier. He was sure it would work. "I can't be a girl, Mina."
"Yes you can. You're just being stubborn, Hank. You're were coming along so nicely too. I know you'll enjoy being a girl if you just give it a chance," replied Mina. "I can't remember the others being this stubborn." Knowing she must have forgotten something, an unhappy Mina frowned.
"Don't you want to know why I can't be a girl?"
"Not unless it's something new."
Convinced he'd soon be male again, Hank smiled. "It's something you told me earlier, Mina. I'm sure you'll remember once I've told you," he replied confidently. "If I were meant to be a girl, I would have been born one."
"You might be right about that, Hank." But unexpectedly, Mina smiled. "I knew I must have forgotten something." She held out whatever-it-was she'd retrieved earlier from the bookcase toward Hank. "Don't worry; this won't hurt a bit."
Unlike the last time she'd held out her hand, no blinding flash of yellow light accompanied her action. Instead, there was only an odd-looking, rather dull yellow glow escaping from that thing wrapped within Mina's fist.
"What is that?" asked Hank.
"It's called the Posing Stone," replied Mina. "It's an ancient artifact that alters reality to its owner's whims and desires. The stone's been in my family's possession for millennia and I've owned it for several years." She smiled at Hank. "You have nothing to worry about now. Everything will soon be perfectly normal again."
Hank breathed a big sigh of relief. "I'm glad to hear that, Mina." He'd been afraid Mina would once again fail to listen to reason. But fortunately, she was now undoing what she'd done. However, after several seconds had passed, Hank didn't feel any different. When he'd finally had to brush several fallen strands of hair away from the front of his face, he started worrying again. Once he'd grabbed a handful of even longer hair, whatever relief he'd still been feeling vanished.
"You look a little pale, Hank," said Mina calmly. "Are you feeling all right?" she asked.
Hank slowly shook his head. "Something still isn't right here, Mina!" he exclaimed. "Why am I still changing? Why hasn't this stopped?"
"There's nothing to worry about. Reality is still readjusting," explained Mina.
Reality? Still readjusting? Hank didn't like the sound of that one bit. "But my hair is sitting on my shoulders now and I can still feel it growing even longer. And why are my boobies still swelling larger?" Hank wasn't sure why he'd called his twin swelling mounds boobies other than simply knowing they seemed a little too big to be thought of as mere tits. His hand slipped down to his shorts, only they were frilly, very girly, silk panties not shorts. "Shit! My little Hank's gone AWOL!"
"That's okay, Hank," smiled Mina. "You won't be needing that old male thingie of yours any more. It wasn't all that important and it would have always kept getting in our way, you know. Trust me, lover; you won't even miss the thing after a while."
Hank couldn't believe what Mina had just said. How could he not miss his manhood? "I thought you told me everything would be normal again."
"I did. Don't worry. It will. It's just taking a little time to get there, Hankie-poo," replied Mina. "It shouldn't be too much longer before everything is perfectly normal."
"That can't be right. I'm still a girl!" snapped Hank. "I'm still feeling kinda strange. And I'm getting even girlier as we speak. My voice is constantly shifting to higher registers. That isn't close to being normal."
"Of course it is. What's normal is always relative," replied Mina. "I also want to thank you for reminding me what I forgot, Hank. Everything is gonna go a lot smoother now. You'll see."
Hank slowly shook his head. He couldn't imagine what he could have reminded Mina to do. "What are you talking about, Mina?" he hesitantly asked.
"Something very simple, sweetie," replied Mina. "This is now a different reality than the one we were in before. In this reality, you're a girl because you were born a girl. And that makes it perfectly normal for you to be one."
"What!?!" exclaimed Hank.
"Calm down, Hank. Don't shout," scolded Mina. "We wouldn't want any of our nosy neighbors thinking you've got PMS or something."
"No we wouldn't," he muttered absently. "I don't want to believe this shit." Hank shook his head again. "My hair is longer than ever now. And I think my boobs must be almost as big as yours!"
"That would be real nice; wouldn't it?" replied Mina. "If we're the same size, then you can wear my clothes and I can wear yours. You're gonna be an absolutely perfect roommate, even better than Callie."
Hank stared at Mina in stunned disbelief. He'd finally realized she'd done this many times before. All of her former roommates had originally been her boyfriends. Had there been others? Maybe that was the key. Hadn't Callie denied knowing Carl when he'd asked her? Suddenly, he had a frightening thought. What if Callie no longer knew she'd been Carl. Hank could only hope his next question would at least make her consider changing him back. "Doesn't it bother you that you're killing me?" he asked.
The question surprised Mina, but not just because he'd asked it. She thought he knew her better than that. She could never hurt him; she loved him. "No one's killing you, Hank. Just because you were born a girl in this reality doesn't mean you'll ever forget being a boy in that other reality. Just think about it for a second. How could you possibly still be you if you ever forgot that you were really you?"
Hank groaned, then shook his aching head. What Mina had said almost made sense. He could tell his swishing hair had grown still longer in the last couple of minutes. "That's just what I needed. I'll be a guy trapped in a girl's body. Anyone I try telling I'm really a guy will probably think I escaped from some nuthouse."
"No they won't," replied Mina calmly. "You can't say anything to anyone else about having been a male named Hank. No one will see you as anyone other than the girl you were born. From your actions, no one will even suspect you had ever been someone else," she explained. "Did you ever suspect Callie was really a boy before I told you?" she asked, as if somehow aware of his thoughts. "Only you and I will remember the you from that other reality. We'll only be able to talk about that you when we're alone. Even your parents will recognize you as their daughter."
Mina had just explained why Callie had denied knowing anyone named Carl. Had she known all along what he'd seen and heard? His hand slowly rose to his forehead. This was getting so confusing. He wished it would end... that everything would return to normal. Suddenly, Hank began feeling dizzy. The whole room seemed to be spinning out of control. "You can't keep calling me Hank, you know. That's a horrible name for a girl." Saying that - referring to himself as a girl - surprised him, but, at the same time, it also made a lot of sense. Hank was a really good name for a boy; he'd always liked being called Hank. But Hank just sucked big time as a girl's name. He needed a new name. And one just popped into his head. "Can I be called Holly?" he asked. He wasn't sure where the name had come from, but he didn't care. He really liked the idea of being called Holly.
"That's so hot; I love it. I think Holly's an absolutely perfect for you," smiled Mina.
"I think so too," replied Holly. "What's happening now? I'm starting to feel really strange, Mina. I think I'm gonna puke."
"You'll be all right," replied Mina. "Just take a long deep breath and then slowly exhale."
Holly did exactly as he was told. "Better. But the room's still spinning around," he complained. "Can't you do something to make it stop?" Holly slowly shook his head. "I've got this really nasty headache from all those really strange thoughts entering my head."
"Don't worry about that, Holly. It'll pass soon enough," replied Mina. "You're just learning all those things you need to know in order to be the best possible you that you can be."
"That makes sense, I guess." Holly knew he didn't know too much about being a girl. Once the spin of the room finally began slowing, Holly began feeling better. At the same time, the invasion of new thoughts slowly faded. But something seemed different. Holly knew now things he'd neither been curious about nor even the least bit interested in before. Abruptly, something else shifted. Whatever that something had been was far from obvious. And once again, Holly tried making sense of things by slowly shaking her head back and forth.
Several seconds passed before Holly finally came up with an idea of what might have changed. Her hair was longer. Her boobs were bigger. None of that surprised her. Even though she remembered being Hank... and male, being a girl simply was nowhere near as bad as she'd thought it would be.
Why had being turned into a girl upset her so much?
Holly knew that it had... knew that it should still... but it didn't. She was just who she was... who she'd always been... here. That was all there was to it. In this reality, she was... had always been... a girl. What was the big deal about being a girl anyway? Lots and lots of people were girls and being one didn't seem to bother them. Although she kinda thought it should mean something, the idea she'd once been some man named Hank simply didn't seem all that important.
Holly looked over at Mina and smiled. "I can't explain it. Whatever you did that set things right worked perfectly." She slid her hands gently along the sensitive curves of her breasts. "I just love doing this! I love being a girl!" Holly began laughing as she continued exploring her body. "Everything seems so normal this way. You should have turned me into a girl years ago."
"I knew you'd love being a girl," replied Mina. "Didn't I tell you you'd love being a girl."
"You certainly did. I can't begin to thank you enough."
Mina just smiled back at Holly. Her thank you so early came as a bit of a surprise. But then, sooner or later, all her boyfriends that became her female roommates thanked her. Just then, Mina had one of those odd feelings. She didn't think Holly would remain her roommate very long.
Holly began to giggle. "You wanna like hear something, like really, funny, Mina?" she asked.
As Mina nodded he head, she gave Holly an odd look. Had anyone told her Hank would be one of those guys that adjusted quickly to being a girl, she would have never believed them. But then, every guy the Posing Stone had ever transformed was different. Holly was simply adjusting at her own pace. And just like boys had been, all the girls they became were different.
"I've got, you know, like, no idea what my problem might have, like, been before, you know, but whatever it, like, was couldn't have been, like, too important, you know!"
Mina wondered if there were a spell that could turn Holly into less of an annoying Valley Girl. It wouldn't take much to drive her to drink having to listen to her speak that way. Mina had known she'd be different than Hank, but Holly wasn't turning out anything like she'd expected.
"Like, wow!" exclaimed Holly. "I've, like, just had this, you know, like, simply fantabulous, super-marvey idea! You're, like, really going to, you know, love it, Mina."
Mina wasn't convinced Holly knew what she was talking about. In fact, she wasn't altogether sure she understood what Holly was talking about either.
"As soon as I, like, slip my totally hot, like, really sexy bod into something, like, really skimpy and, you know, daringly revealing and shit, we should, like, you know, head straight for the nearest mall!" Holly flashed Mina a wicked smile. "You do, like, know what I, like, mean; don't you?"
"I do." Mina smiled. "That sounds like a plan, girlfriend!"
"I knew you'd, like, think so," replied Holly. "You know, I remember being, like, your boyfriend before. But I was, like, such a total dumb wuss, you know, as a guy. I'm, like, lots and lots smarter now, you know." Holly brushed her hair out of her eyes. "Once I put something on - it like seems a shame, you know, to cover my hot bod - we'll head for the mall. I'm like feeling so horny, you know. Picking up some young hunks won't, you know, be, like, any problem for us. All the boys are, like, going to love us just the way we are, you know."
Mina breathed a sigh of relief, as Holly disappeared into her room. "That bitch is going to drive me crazy," she muttered. If Mina had known then what she knew now, she would have never turned Hank into a girl. But that was all water under the bridge now. What was done was done and could never be undone. Unfortunately, once Holly had said she loved being a girl, it became impossible for the Posing Stone to change her back into Hank again.
Even though she'd always remember being Hank, Holly would now remain Holly for the rest of her life. But then, being Holly didn't seem to be bothering her. Even the old Hank would see the the logic in that. And Mina knew Holly would - just as Hank would have - hate her next boyfriend, whoever he turned out to be.
Going to the mall was an excellent idea. Had Holly not been so horny and in such need of male company, Mina might have wondered how her new roommate had come up with the idea.
If Mina were lucky, she come home from the mall with a brand new boyfriend in tow.
And if she were even luckier, so would Holly.
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