Now, here’s a bit of my own…**** The door clicked shut. The lock turned. Footsteps down the front steps. Car motor starting up, the car driving do...n the street. Gone. Finally. I was alone. I’d been horny all day, so horny. I’d been making excuse to put something in my lap and pushing down, just to feel the pressure of something against my pussy. My fingers had been just itching to sneak down the waistband of my skirt and fondly fondle my clit. But I am not a quiet masturbater, and if I wanted. They said there'd be side effects, but I never expected anything like this!" To further demonstrate, Marcos displays several pictures of himself. He is wearing nothing but boxer shorts, and a bikini top. "I'm about a C cup now," he says, embarrassed. The pictures drive home the point he makes. He now has a woman's body. His breasts, long legs, and hourglass figure would be the envy of any young co-ed. "At first I thought I was just gaining weight. You know, the sophomore spare and all. I’ve been waiting for this moment for my entire life. I can’t even thank you in words.Me: you don’t have to thank me, Varun Anna. Just fuck your little sister till you become exhausted. That’s thanks enough for me.Varun: sure, Kanna. I will fuck you till I become exhausted. What should I do now?Me: Take off my panty and make me nude.Varun made me sleep on the bed and got on top of me and removed my panty. There I was, sleeping naked in front of my big brother, pussy completely wet, boobs. He controlled himself in the hand-to-hand combat class and the use of deadly weapons course, ever considerate of his opponent. His closest call came on the grenade range when he held the cold, heavy "frag" in his hand. The knowledge that he had the power of life or death in his hand caused him to shake and break out in a sweat. His instructor misread his reaction and reassured him that all he had to do was pull the pin and arch the deadly pill away from the bunker. Everyone liked Beckner a.