drake had thrown of his shoes, got rid of the jacket and purse, and washed his hand, a lot!
He was now sat down slobbing out, not givong a care if his dress had managed to ride up (which it had) and was currently feeling his breasts a lot. And had finished himself of. It was strange. Orgasm was different in this body, it wasnt a case of sitting down and pumping, he really worked at his vaigna, and had felt the reward of it all. He had to be honest, this was what he wanted to do al day.
His panties round his ankles, he stood up and removed his dress. With only his bra stil on, he ran up to his bedroom. He walked into hsi bathroom removed his bra and showered,
After the shower he sat on his bed and removed the make up. He then pretended the night had gone a lot better. He put the bra and dress back on and walked in the shoes. he had to get it right. He figured he was being the male drake again tomorrow, so he strutted his stff, felt himself up more and more and explored his new female areas.
He fell asleep and woke at 8 in the morning. He was ready to get this over with, and felt himself up one last time. He put some of his male clothes in a bag, and walked off to the gym.
Nightmare over today.