A subterranean Victorian toilet, dimly lit with flickering fluorescent lighting, stalls in various states of disrepair and vandalism, and a large arch...ng porcelain urinal opposite the stalls, already with a few individuals standing there, and from the corner of my eye, a couple of eager choppers in various states of arousal! I check that there aren't any inhabitants in the stalls, and stand at the urinal and unzip my flies. I pull my cock from it's cotton and lace confines and force out a pee,. I now had the chest of a woman:I now had breasts.I eased the straps over my shoulders and peeled the top of the gown downto reveal what was pressing so heroically against the constraint. I gazedat my chest, wonder-struck. Two beautifully shaped firm breasts bracedthemselves unequivocally on my enlarged rib cage. Two nipples flarederect, pointed breasts up at me. In a rapture, I slowly brought a hand toone nipple, and gently rubbed it. The sensation reassured me so easily Igrasped the bud. So far only her brother had tit-fucked her, but several of her admirers had been begging for a chance to plow her developing cleavage.Her most recent bra was a 32B, and she reminded herself she needed a new one because one of her stupid boy friends swiped it as a trophy or something. She cupped her breasts and lifted them, pleased with both their size and shape and then she turned sideways to admire their firm beauty, the nipples pointed slightly upward, and her slim, trim body with its. Donna had a great figure...slender with a beautiful set of tits...and an ass that was to die for...I had her sit on my lap first while we kissed passionately...I ordered her to her knees and told her to take my cock out...She tried to say something but I put my hand over her mouth and said "No conversation"...She started sucking me off in a way that would have made any porn star proud. I got up and picked her up and put her on the bed...Her eyes said she just wanted a good fucking right then.