At first, it's a tight fit, he has to wriggle and squirmand pull at it to get it down. Finally, his arms pop out its shortsleeves and he gets his head...out the neck hole. He pulls it down and itfeels tight and stern, like you might expect armor to be. But what henever expected to see was what it does to his figure.Once more, the clothing's magical nature becomes evident as it gives hima slender figure, a trim tummy and wide hips, though it does nothing topropose he might have a bust. The sleeves. And if at any moment you feel uncomfortable, please say it and I’ll stop.”She straightened up her back pulling out her breasts and, with a hand behind his head, pulled him to her breast. She couldn’t speak, she couldn’t trust her voice, not yet. She felt a knot in her throat and didn’t want him misunderstood. She was happy, not sad.With his tongue, he circled her nipple. She dropped her head back, sighing, “Ahaa.” That nipple came to life, and he pulled her gently against his mouth and suckled,. ." She started and then let the sentence die as she knew she would, if he tried to stick that thing in her underused pussy. She took a deep breath and whispered, "That's going to take some work, to say the least." Jerry laughed and whispered back, "I have patience and we have all the time in the world it always fits.”Mary's eyes snapped up to his face at the serious note in his voice. The voice of a man, not a young boy. "What do you mean by that?" She asked softly, a shiver running up her. Now, however, she wondered if her confessor's help had been enough. She knew that the seat of her sinful urges swelled and moistened when she thought about Father Murphy and the things he had done with her."Well, Sister Susan? Were we successful? Have you been tempted by Sister Capello since we prayed, last week?"No Father. I mean ... yes," the Novice stammered as she was assailed by a vivid image of the key that had opened her private jewel box. "I mean ... like ... I haven't been tempted,.