" That's nothing to be embarrassed about," his father said, "I went to oneof my proms there as Simone and had a lot of fun." Yes, but that wasn't the ...ast time I dressed as Charlene," Charlesstammered, "I've been becoming Charlene in private ever since then." Do you want to become a girl?" his father asked."No, I like being a boy," Charles answered, "I just have fun dressing upas Charlene from time to time. And I think I'm bisexual." Why do you think that?" his mother asked."I've been dressing. Thinking about started a stir in my pants and my cock began to betray me. By now I wasn’t fully hard but I was getting there.I would have never seen his next move coming, not in a million years. At this point he was completely in my personal space and I had one hand holding my shaker and the other by my side. When he reached forward quickly with both hands I raised my empty hand to shield myself. But he wasn’t trying to hit me or harm me…he grabbed my shorts and with one quick tug dropped. "There's something special I'd like us to try as a couple".Something special? This can't be good. "What is it?"George took in a deep breath and prepared himself for the worst. "It's this technology called Altargen. Basically, it allows someone to temporarily take on the body of the opposite gender. Think about it: you'll have breasts you can play with anytime you want. Even better, you can orgasm all you want without needing to have any tissues on hand for clean up. Did I mention you won't be. Temporary even.’ Hilda let out a little sigh while she measured Isabelle’s chest. ‘Such a shame. I’m sure he would appreciate your figure.’ The words he said that morning came back to her. ‘He did say I looked very fine.’ she muttered, then saw the knowing look on Hilda’s face. ‘It was an accident! I hadn’t set my alarm because I was so tired and he slapped my ass to wake me up and I was too sleepy and angry to realise I was only wearing panties until he said I looked very fine and left with.