"So, at last you're awake, Baby," the red-haired teenager Jean remembered as Sandy said and smiled. Tenderly, she took Jean's hand to hold between her...own. "We were beginning to wonder if you were going to come out of it this month, weren't we, Carla?" You sure can sleep, Honey," Carla replied with a pretty smile of her own.Jean could only stare at them in bewilderment, while her swimming brain struggled to make sense from their statements... until slowly, a series of vile and horrifying. We should get you on hormones soon. It's almostbikini season." Molly," I said, "I don't have to have boobs." You don't have too, sweetie. You get to. That's the fun of it." But I thought this was just a trial thing." Yeah, but how can it be a proper trial if we don't have all theevidence? A proper sissy has titties, Casey. A proper sissy goes into astore, and everyone can see her chest, and they know. Besides, boobs arefun. When I was a kid, I couldn't wait to get my boobs. You'll be thesame.. I grabbed three of the small black pleatedskirts off the rack. One was in the size that Allie normally wore, onein the next size down, and one in two sizes down. On my way to thechanging room I also found some tight cotton tank tops that were cutscandalously low across the chest, and so I picked up a few of those aswell.Once in the changing room, I quickly started getting undressed. I gotcompletely naked, and looked over in the mirror at Allie's perfect body,now completely under my control. . My panties were so, wet as I played with my pussy, watching my husband lick my mother's pussy. Iknew I would enjoy this, but not this much. I was close to my first orgasm. This was the most eroticthing I had ever seen as I stroked my swollen clit.My mother got a glimpse of my husband's cock and the sight of it made her squeal in anticipation. Herbreath became short as my husband’s tongue swirled around her clit. Then without warning, using thecream that settled in my mother's ass hole my.