" We have lots of work to do. I'm really looking forward to when you'llbe getting up before me and making me breakfast. Firsts thing first,put on this...temporary outfit, until we get you some proper clothes."There was a shirt and pants laid over a kitchen chair. They almostlooked like pajamas, but not quite. The shirt was white and the pantslight blue. They were very slim fitting. Next to them were a pair ofcanvas loafers. My driver's license was sitting out on the table.Laura spoke again. "I. How didhe get back home he wondered. He stood up, and felt very odd. He saw blonde hair hanging down the sideof his face and held it up to look at. He noticed that his hands weren'tright, and that his fingernails were long and polished red. Looking down on himself he got a bigger shock, seeing large mounds on hischest. Grabbing them he found that they were real, or at least felt so.He could feel the weight of them as they stuck out from his front. Herecognized the shirt he was wearing as what. “I am warming up, but my nipples are only getting harder.”“Oh well at least you are warming up, erm I am not quite sure what to do”“Why don’t you try? It was your idea.” Gem looked at James, her face full of mischief.“Well if that’s what my damsel in distress wants, that is what she’ll get” James moved into the middle of the back seat as Gem turned to face him. She moved her legs up so one was behind James and the other across his lap. She could feel the hardening cock in his trouser against. I love you both so much." It was how I used to say good night to my parents when I was younger...at least until I hit puberty and started acting more "grown up." As I untangled myself from them, I managed to cop feels of both erect penis and soft tits and felt quite pleased with myself.Mom laughed nervously and said, "You haven't done that for years, Pam."I shrugged and said, "I know -- I just felt like doing it. I love you guys so much. I just wanted you to know that."Dad looked at me with a.