To minimize the risk of discovery, they arranged for a doctor to alter the boys' bodies to simulate femininity. Not sex-change operations, nothing had...been removed, just breast implants for Johnny, hormone treatment for Leslie, and a small procedure to conceal their puppy genitals. Mrs. Argentina's voice broke into her reverie. "It's quite impossible, Estelle." "What?" "What you're thinking. That she's like Leslie and Joan." Although Mrs. Chard often gave the impression of being a silly. They were larger than they were before, more full than the last time I had laid my eyes upon them. She smiled at me and squeezed her other nipple. Milk shot out hitting me right in my chin, Brandy laughed and encouraged me to taste it. I refused at first but when she wasn’t looking I did. Minutes later her daughter fell back asleep and as she placed her down into the car seat as she left her breasts exposed. I was expecting her to place them back into her shirt but instead she came over to me. I slid my hand down on her tits. I can feel her erect nipples over her tshirt as she was not wearing bra. I started pinching her erect nipples over her tshirt. She slightly started to give little moans. I kept on kissing her neck and ear lobes making her more wet. I slowly pulled up her tshirt till neck and made her tits free. They were round and firm. I slowly pressed them and pinched her erect nipple slowly. I slowly slid my one hand down to her waist. Moving it further down to her glory. To add to her frustrations, her mother-in-law also settled down with them after the death of her husband. Now, it would have been bearable if the old crone was a quiet type, but unfortunately she was tarter with a razor sharp tongue. Atogether, Sushma felt as she trailed along in the rain, life was a bitch. And to top it all she was getting quite wet as one of the metal struts in her umbrella had broken and it would not open fully.She heard the purring sound of a scooter coming up behind her.