They dinged cups and sat next to each other on Nikki’s couch, sipping their wine.“So how did Rachael take it when you told her?” Sandee asked.�...Surprisingly well. Her and I,” Nikki paused. “We got along ok, but when she entered her teen years, and her dad and I, I mean, adoptive dad and I divorced, we kept our distance some.”“I see.”“Things could’ve been better between us, but they also could’ve been a lot worse. When I told her she was adopted, she was shocked, but didn’t go crazy about it. . Maybe because I was alone.Looking at myself in the mirror, I could not deny the allusion of thefemale body that I created with just these two pieces of underwear. Idecided to go into the closet and get the jeans I had on a few days ago.Once in the closet, I discarded the idea of jeans and instead I pickedout a party dress.There were a number of dresses to pick from in all different sizes. Myeyes shot to a red dress with thin straps and a puffy short skirt. Ilooked at the label and it said. “It could have been much, much worse.” He pulled her to him and kissed her. Unlike the rest of her body, the inside of her mouth was hot and eager. She grasped his wet shirt and heaved herself over so she was lying on top of him. Adrian stopped kissing to tickle her underarms and she squealed. They rolled. He pinned her beneath his much larger form and from there, he began to disrobe her, wrestling determinedly with her heavy, wet clothes. The canvas pants almost tore at her skin as they slid. I looked at my jeans and noticed how myskin was starting to fold itself ever so slightly over the top. I alwayswore tight jeans so I didn't notice any change in tightness there butdecided to take it off to get a better look. And there too changes weretaking place.Apparently I had been so immersed in playing with my nipples and thealien sensations that came with that, that I forgot about everythingelse... As I took off my jeans I noticed that my boxers moved themselvesup towards my groin. My.