I told her that I could prove it, so she asked how.I said I would jerk off with her help and she could see that I only squirted clear stuff. She asked...me what kind of help I needed, and at that moment I felt like she was starting to get aroused. Of course I was already hard as a rock, but told her that if she let me see her pussy and touch it, I could jerk off really fast and let her see my clear cum. I kept checking the clock to make sure we had enough time before the k**s parents were due. She then brought out bees wax, breast enlargements and other devices and said this was necessary… with a ball gag now in my mouth I couldn’t say no. A few hours of pain and arousal she untied me and I lay flat on the bed in the room.. I had some how formed breats.. 34 Cs! And was fully shaved along with large nipples and a blond wig fixed. I looked in the mirror and gasped! She then dressed me and did my makeup, put me in a pink corset, pink G string and stockings garter belt and everything.. “What? Fuck off, man! We’re not doing that!” Jeff rebuffed, without so much as a hint of indignation. He reacted as if the idea was merely silly, not grossly offensive.“Yeah, ‘cause you know you can’t hit shit!” Bert mocked him.“Okay, fine!” Jeff agreed as a kneejerk defense to his wounded pride. “Winner...”“EX-CUSE ME?“ Marcy roared in outrage.“Relax, babe, I got this,” Jeff blithely assured her after downing a mouthful of beer.“So yeah...” Jeff resumed his conversation with Bert, having. ‘Relax,’ I said, ‘and lay down on the blanket.’ She laid face down as I let a stream of liquid dribble over her buns and crack. With my hands I worked it over her ass and under to her trimmed brown bush. Her bottom moved in time with my motions. ‘Time to flip,’ I directed, and she twisted breathlessly to face me. Applying more oil, I thrusted three fingers into her soaking cunt and rubbed. ‘Faster, harder,’ she whispered, and I positioned my thumb and palm against her clit and into her love.