.Through the fog, I noticed some "changes." While I had been doing somuch crossdressing that I hadn't been getting much exercise, on closeinspection,...I actually noticed that I was beginning to grow boobs...Yes, BOOBS!!! And no, these weren't just man-flab pork-boobs, but I wasseeing definite teardrop protrusions emerge. I panicked... What ifanyone saw?? I had to do something... more bench-presses, maybe to getrid of the flab.My boobs were just the result of my recently poor eating habits. Meri tarah woh bhi khari ho gai. mujhay nahin maloom tha uss nay kahan jana hai anyway main ney uss poocha aap ney kahan jana hai. uss nay bataya Iqbal Town. Jabkay main ney Sadar Bazar Jana tha.Main ney usay offer ki kya main aap ko cchor aaoon uss ney kaha theek hai. main ney kaha pehlay mujhay apney ghar jana ho ga takay main apna bag wahan rakh doon kyunki Iqbal town aagay tha uss nay kaha theek hai. Phir main ney aik auto liya aor Sadar Bazar pohanchay.Main usay apnay saath apnay room main. The tokens made a loud noise in the empty room, and I looked around behind myself, nervous for a moment.I couldn't see much in the room in any case, and I soon relaxed again, and turned back to the machine. A quick glance out through the half obscured front windows confirmed that there were still a fair number of people wandering about down the main street, to and from cafés, bars and movies, returning to their cars, meeting friends, family, lovers.And I was no different, apart from the. After my makeup was done, I applied a lovely perfume Mistress gave me; a dab on the wrists, behind my ears, and one dab right above my clit, and I was all set.Violet held a mirror and I smiled. I looked hot. My bubblegum-pink hair fell in loose curls about my shoulders, framing my innocent-looking, teenage face. And the makeup gave me a hungry look which contrasted nicely with my innocent features. I looked like a slutty virgin, particularly in the white merry widow that was both virginal and.