At least you don't have to hide a hard on any more.You pick up the top. It's nice and big. There is plenty of room to put it on and tie the front. It ...as laces that tie up the front and you pull it good and tight. Suddenly you feel your chest. Something you've never really been all that aware of. Your nipples are tingling and pushing against the silky top.The top is shrinking. It's getting tighter. You scramble to loosen the laces, but your fingers aren't working right. Your eyes are blurry and. " * * * * *It was past noon, when CeeJay woke, still decked out as a cheerleader."Oh, shit!" thought CeeJay as a hand reached up and cupped a feminine breast.Getting out of bed and walking over to the mirror, CeeJay stared at thegirl reflected there. It had been fun last night to be her. But CeeJaydidn't want to be her forever. Nervously reaching up, CeeJay pulled off the raven-haired wig.CeeJay's body tingled, as it changed.A glance in the mirror showed. His shirt was off, he was flexing his muscles, and he swaggered as he walked. I was tempted to laugh at him and make him look like a fool in front of his friends but I didn’t. I really needed his help. He made quick work out of changing my tire and putting everything back in my trunk. I had seen it take longer with professionals at the tire store.When he closed the trunk he said rather loudly so that his friends could here him, “What do I get for my efforts?”I replied, “You mean besides seeing. His hands press on my back in a tight embrace and he kisses me fiercely. “You’re insatiable aren’t you?” He asks against my lips as his hands find the button on my jeans. A flush creeps up my neck at his use of the perfect word. “Just for you. It’s all your fault,” I mumble, and he smiles and starts yanking down my pants. “I wasn’t the one teasing me the whole flight,” he says, and turns me around to where I’m facing the wall. “I can’t help it, I love fucking you,” I confess as my.