Ty barely needed a moment to realize she liked this too. Her new existence had made her happier in a few minutes than his old one had made him in 15 years. She knew how weird it was for a boy to enjoy getting castrated, emasculated and feminized, and then getting impregnated by a man as soon as she became a girl, but fuck, it had felt amazing!
She cupped Eileen's rough cheeks, pulled him close and whispered, "I love being your good girl, papai," before kissing him passionately.
Once their kiss finished, Eileen replied, "I hope you liked getting bred."
"Of course," Ty smiled. She pictured the fertilized egg inside her which would develop into a beautiful mixed baby of theirs, and felt the phallus that had mated her pressing against her stomach with a sense of longing to get bred more.
Any sense that what they had been doing was unusual was fading from the two of them. Neither of them cared that people would expect them to be the opposite sexes, or that a DILF had just knocked up a young woman, or that they were casually lying post-coitally on Eileen's living room floor. All that mattered was the intense intimacy they felt for each other and the love they had for their reshaped bodies and lives.