The tingle got stronger. My head began to swim. Then thetingle stopped. I looked in the mirror, but could see nochanges. The headache stopped, and the...tingle started, in mybreasts and hips. What now. Why?? Why?? The tingle increased, and I could feel something on my breasts.I looked down, and they seemed bigger. I could feel themswelling. My hips looked bigger in the mirror. The tingleincreased. I was helpless. I watched as I became what must be asize 39D breast, with wider hips. Even from a. I mean I am obviously glad that she does -- but she must trust your vasectomy." Actually, we did sperm aspiration before so I have intentionally gotten several girls pregnant." I replied."Oh fuck, are you serious?" Yeah, we did the procedure initially to get her pregnant as I had a vasectomy after my first wife and I had my older daughter. About a year after my wife passed away unexpectedly, I had ended up meeting my current wife. We got married and it wasn't long before she wanted to have a. It is late on a summer evening your at work, I am in the house making us a nice meal looking forward to a quiet night in together. The meal prepared I decide to have a shower and get ready for our night together. Heading upstairs and struggle out of my clothes and into the bathroom eager to feel the heat of the water. I switch on some music playing it loud so I can hear it in the shower removing the last of my clothes climb into the hot stream of water which feels wonderful against my skin. I. I made her cum just from playing with the tits.Her eyes opened. She looked different without her glasses on. “I'm not in the mood, Bill.”Bill? She thought I was Dad? Her glasses were off. I must look like a blur to her. I grinned. “Sure you are, just not for Dad. You're in the mood for me, Mom.”She gasped and sat up, her large tits heaving out of the sudsy water. Glistening bubbles slid down those huge, soft mounds. They swayed, her dark-red nipples were half-covered by the suds. Her eyes.