I gingerly reached down and pushed at one of the hoops; it gaveslightly, but the entire skirt moved. I then looked at my shoulders, atthe puffy littl... sleeves, a pretty, perfect lavender bow hanging fromeach one, and at the larger bow between the pair of socks strapped to mychest--except I no longer looked as thought I had a pair of socksstrapped to my chest. I looked as though I had breasts, especially withmy freshly shaven chest and arms..."Stop enjoying yourself and zip me!" Lisa said. . ...?" "Um... my aunt married a guy from Jamaica... go!" Am I interrupting something?" "Not at all, she's just leaving."The black man looked Melissa up and down. "Shame. I like a big woman." Well...." Steve, what's going on...?" Melissa thought about it, grinned. "I knew it! Well, hmm you boys have a fun evening!" Sorry about that," Steve said once Melissa had gotten down the path to the road. "Come in, I'm Steve." I am Duncan."The two men walked into Steve's lounge. "Can I get you anything?". 3."It detailed my change, including encounters that I don't remember. It seems I had been a busy girl those first few days before my encounter with Mark in the schoolgirl outfit. Including Gary. I put the folder away and now I knew he was behind this. Hidden cameras in my house, using me without my permission, but the question of why bogged my mind.I heard someone coming closer to the office and I made sure to clean up my mess quickly, and sat behind the desk in the chair, my legs resting up on. ”. I would play with her breasts in my mouth for a while, biting and flicking the nipples with my tongue, trying to fit as much into my mouth as I could and teething it as I pulled away. She liked that most, though she said she liked it when I made my cock pulse while she was sitting on it the most. After the concert we went to her house. I rubbed her little pussy through her jean shorts until she came. She rubbed my hardon through my sweats until I was ready to force my way on her, but I.