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 had an idea. I plucked up my courage and went out and actuallybought four of these miraculous bras, in a size to fit. Nikki was facing away from me so my view was her back. When she bent down to open the bottom drawer, I did something completely impulsive, completely wicked, I hit the video record button so the incoming video was being stored on my hard drive. I sat and stared at my sister as she moved around the room, readying for bed. With fingers behind her back, she unhooked her bra, slid it off her arms, and tossed it to the bed. Her jeans went next. She unbuttoned, unzipped then pushed them off her. I distinctly remember shutting my eyes and thinking that I was having some sort of exceptionally vivid dream. After thinking about it for a moment though, I realized that I could only once remember knowing that I was dreaming while I was doing so — and that I’d woken up as soon as I realized I was dreaming. I opened my eyes and that damned paneling was still there.Okay, if it was a dream then I figured that I wasn’t escaping any time real soon so I might as well go along with it. If only it had. He asked, "Ready for another load?"Thinking it was easier than admitting I just sucked an elderly black man's cock, I nodded, "Yes." You really are insatiable," he said, standing up. "Watching all these sluts has me ready anyway."Soon we were in a cab, a few minutes later, back in the hotel.Although I wanted out of there because of the humiliation of what I had just done, once in the room I was more than ready to suck Tyler one more time.When he returned from the washroom, naked as usual, I.