His daughter Lyndsay was a few years olderthan me, she used to babysit me. She was going to school over seas.Here room was still there, her bed, dres...ers, etc. She had a nice walkin closet. It wasn't fully as she had some clothes with her but therewas still plenty of clothes. My dress wasn't ripped but it was dirty.I got out of the dress leaving my breast forms and corset on. Lookingthrough her closet I wasn't sure what to wear or why I was going to wearher clothes. Finally I decided on a. A dream, right? Not real. I mean...” Her cheeks grew darker. “You’re a girl. Not...”“A futa,” I finished. “Just a dream.”She stared at me, her own hips swaying. She opened her mouth twice to say something. And then Lana burst into the room from a different hallway that led to the stairs. “Cassandra!”“Hey,” I smiled.Lana glanced at me then at her mother, frowning. “What are you two doing? There’s such a weird vibe in here.”“Just...”“Talking about dreams,” Mrs. Teller told her daughter. “I found. We had our favourite munchies and some good music playing as we talked about our current individual love lives. Neither of us were very happy about the quality of the males we were attracting, but Sierra thought I was making out better than she was and was a little jealous. We were sitting on the couch and she said “No wonder you attract more guys than me, your breasts are huge” and she grabbed my left breast through my top. Since we were staying in I didn’t have a bra on and I smacked her hand. "Educated guess," Lily answered to Jerome's satisfaction."How long am I going to have to wear these?" Jerome asked."Just for the rest of the day," Lily replied, making Jerome's manhoodswell to its fullest as his toes pressed firmly into the padded insoleof his shoes.Lily turned her attention away from Jerome for a moment before she tookanother bite of her food and said, "Eat up, your food is getting cold." Yes, of course. Thank you," Jerome muttered with blushing cheeksbefore he started.