I have a great joke about a woman on an airplane! Let me tell it to you!

You get back to the house that night around 11pm and you're exhausted.

It's all done! Everything!

You quit your old job and cleaned out your desk and did all of those "end of job processes". Including receiving a check for your back vacation time, cashing out your pension, transferring tour 401K, and so. It all seems pretty minor, but it is your money after all.

The exit interview was pretty funny. When HR asked "Reason for leaving job?" you responded: "Oh, decided to become a woman full-time and inherited 28 billion dollars." Not exactly true, but close enough. The look on her face!

And then you cancelled the lease on your apartment (it was month-to-month) and Marty and you worked for a few hours packing up all your essentials, mostly old papers, letters and pictures, your computer and video game system. You left all the furniture, clothes, and appliances. You won't need them anymore! This is going to be a clean start in all sorts of ways.

For the price of the cleaning deposit, the landlord agreed to dispose of all the rest.

That is, once the landlord believed it was really you. You had to show him your change of name form and also show him your face without the wig before he finally believed it.

"I would have never thought you were a guy..." he muttered.

You thought about telling your friends and family of your new position, but ultimately you decide that that can wait until later. After all, they all think you're on vacation, right? They won't be expecting any communications from you for a while.

You think your friends will all be cool with it, but you're worried about your family since they are more conservative about shit like this, always going on about 'wokeness' - but that's a problem for another day. It's not like you're super close anyway.

Telling the bawdy joke to poor Mr. Blakely was absolutely priceless.

Because, _of course _you gave him the full seductive treatment, just like you were trained. First, you sit in his lap and hold his head to your breasts. And then, of course, you do each of the three sneezes in the joke, with more and more butt wriggles and moans for each one.

The look on his face was priceless!

And you could feel that it was having an effect! Even through the padding on your bottom, you could feel exactly how much an effect it was having. And you knew exactly how to take care of that, didn't you?

Yes, you did.

And so you knelt before him, and he tried to stop you (but not that hard, honestly, mostly just sputtering) as you opened his fly, pulled out his nice hard cock and balls, and expertly sucked him to orgasm, licking your lips and swallowing his delicious, musky sperm.

Mmmmm.... so good.

So that's what a real man tastes like? you think to yourself. I want more!!

You knew then and there that you made the right choice by becoming Jennifer for ever and ever.