I was playing with a club team that consisted of guys from all over our area, not just from our community. The team we were playing was just a pickup ...eam thrown together for the summer league, and they were not very good. All summer long, I had played just about every position on the field, including keeper, but I was learning that I really liked playing defense, and especially right-side defense. My coaches discovered that I had a knack for stealing the ball more often on the right side, and. And...It happened! I had boobs inside the cups of the bra! Just like that!I pinched myself to see if I was dreaming. I wasn't. I removed the bra--more trouble than putting it on, because of my breasts--set it aside,and the boobs were gone.I tried it again and again. Put it on; the boobs appeared. Take itoff; the boobs disappeared. Then I thought of something: what else wastransformed...?I felt down between my legs. No such luck. The old male parts were stillthere, bra or no bra.Then I. I hired a professional security company to look into the theft of the sports car, hoping to gather some information about its disappearance.Olivia was devastated at our loss as she associated it closely with our connection. I held her as she cried at the loss of our prized possession that she found herself behind the wheel of frequently. But I had grown, and had other treasures that far outweighed our loss of just a car.It was insured and I filed a claim with the underwriter which brought a. He walked a few more steps, and noticing the skirt on the floor, he became even more interested in what was on his wife’s mind. Gary bent and picked up the short red skirt that fit his wife’s curvy ass so perfectly - it was not the attire that he’d pick for the evening, but it sent a bolt of arousal through his loins. “Mmm, baby, you have no idea what’s in store for you tonight,” he thought as his eyes landed on the blouse at the base of the staircase. “Carla! Baby, where are you?” His voice.