I sat open mouthed, not believing the sentences rolling out of his mouth, but strangely I felt my stomach flip and my pussy bubble with uncontrolled e...citement. He noted my obvious arousal at his suggestion and pushed further some of his fantasy scenarios. I never knew he was so imaginative and we talked for what seemed like hours, even so far as trawling dating and swinger sites on the internet. I still had one or two reservations until I saw some of the profiles. They included photographs of. I figured I could handle something as simple as Twitter with only 140 characters of space.My phone was beeping every three minutes with the details of everything except the bowel movements of the entire next generation. I am not ready to live like this. I keep my cell phone in the garage in my golf bag.The kids bought me a GPS for my last birthday because they say I get lost every now and then going over to the grocery store or library. I keep that in a box under my tool bench with the Blue. As I propped myself up on an elbow to lookaround I realised what had happened. The hair fell back across my faceand real breasts were pulling down on my chest.A moment of joy as I remembered that this was what I had alwaysfantasized about was tempered by worry that it was unplanned andunexpected. This reality was much clearer than any dream, yet I couldnot remember anything from the day before which would have caused sucha magical transformation. I had met no wizard or genie, had made nowishes. He had been best friends with my brother Todd since they were in sixth grade and was as much a member of the family as I was. His one redeeming trait was that he never tried to impose his will on me. Well, not until today.Damn him!I ran my hands through my short hair and decided to let it go. After all, I had a lot of stuff to put away. And fuming over Nat's heavy handed technique wouldn't get it done.Three hours and 7 phone calls from family later, I had started to make a dent in the pile. I.