That warm soft thought of feeling Maureen's hand touching her. A sense of longing and passion surged through Deanna's entire body. Her breasts, so hun...ry to be touched.Deanna stood alone eyes closed. She could feel a pleasant, breeze. As Deanna's thoughts became lost in Maureen. As did her spirit heart and body; longed for Maureen's touch. In Deanna's mind Maureen became one with her. Deanna felt the heat of Maureen. Deanna caressed each of her breasts with tenderness and passion. With the. I discovered (or soI thought) that I had gynocomestia and that it wasn't that uncommon.The articles I read said that they would recede on their own orsurgery could be performed to reduce them. I was too na?ve to realizethat they must have been feeding me female hormones but insteadwondered how it could have happened.I went to bed that night but was unable to sleep. I wondered ifwearing bras as I had been for the last 2 years was somehowresponsible for my feminine chest. It was with no small. I thought I should get the wear out of it while I still could, while my stomach was still relatively flat. My skin was fair. I didn't care for much makeup, just a bit of mascara, blush and lipstick. On this day I chose a sumptuous shade of red for my lips. Did I mention that I was feeling very sexy?My legs were tanned from all the time I spent walking in the park near my house. I slathered scented lotion on my limbs. The slight scent of lavender filled the exam room, adding to my good mood.. She felt it squishing in the small of her back. Her slick panties and hose rubbed uncomfortably along her overly sensitive labia.As she approached the hundredth stroke Marcie had a wicked thought and reached under her pantyhose hose to grab the front of her thong panties she wore. She could feel the liquid squeeze out as she pulled up until they gave way with a snap. The straps dug into her hips but she didn’t care. She brought the panties up to her mouth and stuffed them in. They tasted like.