This wasa big step, but just a step, in my summer of steps into womanhood.That step did invoke so many feelings.Let me recount for you my feelings, ov...r a short period of time, say,over night and early morning, as a teenage boy with C-Cup breasts forthe first time in his life.__________________________________________________________________I was so tired last night. The whole day of being fitted for breasts andbecoming somewhat accustomed to having breasts and the delicious time ofshowing my. Both our sets of nipples touch, resuming their erection war, and Sam’s waist lies over my groin. I wince in slight pin as weight just catches me in an awkward position. Sam is my no means overweight, but gratefully she isn’t bony thin either. Curves in all the right places you could say. She kisses me again, her pierced tongue dancing in mouth as my tongue dances right back with hers. Shifting position, Sam throws the covers to the side as she shimmies down the bed until head is level with my. So for the first time in my life, I'm on my own. That is if you don't count having a roommate.As far as roommates go, however, I consider myself lucky.I can count on one hand the amount of conversations we’ve had. Most (if not all) of our interactions took place while in the process of my moving in. He wasn’t a particularly outstanding person, he was perfectly nice. He stood at six feet tall and was fairly muscular (he mentioned he boxed). His hair was short, his facial hair stubbly and on the. ?You?re coming on quickly!? I exclaim, pulling her into a careful hug.?Getting fatter every day,? she pouts.I step back ? but only a little way, so hopeful am I that I?ll feel herbaby move against my middle.?Notice anything different about me?? I ask.?Different???My hair, for example???Your hair? Yeah, it suits you.?She was quick enough to remark that I?d gone ginger. Whatever?s preying onher mind, it must be serious.?How long have you got to go?? I enquire.?She?s due on July 15th.??So it?s.