They were real, not some prosthetics. She could feel her hands lifting her new breasts. She released them and ran a finger over one nipple. It was hug... compared to her old male nipple, and much more sensitive. She ran her finger around it. The nipple tingled and grew.She grasped her teat between her fingers and pulled gently. It felt good. Jeff felt herself get turned on by both the feeling and the sight of her naked feminine flesh. Her crotch became aroused, but it felt so different from what. One trip to a thrift store landed me a wig, heels, and a dress; the grocery store had a cheap makeup kit. Online tutorials took care of the rest.It’s pretty easy, since I’ve never been a big or bulky guy. All I do is flirt a little, get free drinks, start a petty fight to make them lose interest, and leave.And, well, it’s fun. I enjoy the thrill of bending men to my whim with just the right look or touch. It would be great if I had the same confidence to flirt with guys as my normal self, but. Whilst neither girl had thought the idea of being told what to do sounded particularly sexy before the shoot, now that it was actually happening, it was surprisingly arousing. Carly did as Pete said, lightly peppering the body before her with delicate kisses, starting off a couple of inches below Hayley’s navel, and working her way down.She didn’t hesitate when she reached the small strip of hair that Hayley kept, dusting the landing strip with light pecks as her lips headed towards their. "Hi sweetheart. Guess what? I went shopping for you," she said proudly."I just bought some new jeans last weekend," I responded."No silly, for the party."I had buried that thought as deeply as I could in the deepest recessesof my brain, but the love of my life wasn't going to let it rest therefor long."Why did you buy anything? Can't I just borrow your stuff?" You're kidding me, right? Bill, you and I are different sizes. You'refive-eight and a woman your height wears larger clothes, and I.