Part 3
First night as a woman.
As he slept he had the most craziest dream.
It was like he was living somebody else's memories.
He remembered growing up as a little girl with an unhappy life.
He remembered going to bed hungry and his mother always being beaten by his father.
He remembered at the age of 6 being taken off his parents and sent into social care.
He remember being frightened.
He remembered being bullied.
He remembered being molested.
He remembered it wasn't happy and miserable time for him.
he remembered that the age of 16 with nothing more than a few dollars in his pockets been turned out of social housing to survive on his own.
He remembered falling into Bad Company and ending up selling himself on the corner of the street.
He remembered graduating from just pure prostitution into stripping and exotic dancing.
He remembered the first time he met Mahoney who wanted a private lap dance.
He remembered quickly becoming his girl.
He remembered how nice he treats him and all the lovely things he bought him.
He remembered after 2 years of knowing him sleeping with him and loving him graduating to being his mistress.
He remembered how excited and happy he was when he set him up in this nice apartment.
It was somewhere they could be alone together to enjoy each other's bodies.
He no longer had to sell himself to strangers or dance topless.
All he had to do was be there when he wanted him.
He awoke the next morning with these memories in his head feeling slightly hungover.
He walked into the bathroom flicked on the light and smiled when he saw his reflection in the mirror.
For some strange reason this body felt like home to him now.
Everything looks familiar and everything brought back happy memories.
He squeeze the big tits that happily bounced on his chest with every step remembering that they were an anniversary present 2 years ago.
He sat down peed before turning on the shower and climbing in.
He loved the feeling of the hot water trickling over his sensitive body.
He climbed out of the shower dried himself down and remove the shower cap.
He walked to the kitchen naked and got himself a Slim-Fast milkshake.
A little voice said in his head Daddy doesn't like fat girls.
He had an hour and a half before he was supposed to meet up with Tony.
That did not sound right to him and he had to struggle to remember he was Tony and he was meeting up with Betty.
He sat down in front of the mirror at her vanity with all her makeup nail polish and other cosmetic items.
He did his hair and make-up flawlessly it was like he had been doing it for years.
He had no problem getting her look perfect.
He pulled out a pair of panties which were no more than just a couple of pieces of string and slip them on.
He slipped on a heavy bra noting straightaway how great the support was.
He went to the closet and picked out A skimpy dress for some reason he felt like wearing it.
After slipping into it and zipping himself up with no problems he stepped into a 5-inch pair of high heels grabbed his handbag from the side and headed out of the apartment.
He couldn't help noticing as he walked down the corridor towards the elevator how much easier he was walking.
He smiled at the doorman and asked him to call him a taxi.
He climbed into the taxi no longer worried about people seeing up his dress.
He smiled at the taxi driver and gave him the address.
He thought to himself on the short journey to his office how normal all this felt.
great，so how is Betty in Tony’s body gonging？Curious！
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