..... " Come on Boss, I don't want Sally to get pissed at me." The laughter continues to the gut busting level as all are having fun at my ex...ense this night. I get up and follow Kendra out of the room ............ time for me to get back to work anyways. We walk down the hall together then suddenly Kendra stops at a room and opens it with a keycard. I look at her. Kendra walks into the room, looks back at me ............ "Come on boss." I follow her in wondering what she has up her. ”“I do see two issues,” Lisa said, “maybe three. First, how are you going to keep your boobs from escaping, because two, you are not going to be able to wear a bra? Finally, with those splits, there is no way you are going to be wearing knickers with it.”“I’m not as silly as you look,” replied Jane, growing in confidence all the time. She heard Sally snigger. “I asked about this in the shop,” she held up a roll of tape. “That should keep the girls under control,” she smiled at Sally, “though. Much larger than those on my wife. I made an educated guess that they were bigger than an F-cup.Out of reflex, my hands reached up to cup them. (I'd thought that such lines in stories were silly, until I suddenly had breasts, and touching them seemed a natural reaction to prove whether I was hallucinating or not!) And I got another shock. My hands were tiny and feminine - and sporting inch-long red fingernails! Oh shit! This couldn't be happening! I couldn't be a girl! Those stories were. Baccha Singh has a habit of drinking every night and then have sex with his wife anywhere after he is drunk. One night while everyone was asleep, at around 1 am, Baccha Singh came back to his home and was arguing with his wife Roopa, as I was awake I went to my room window and tried to see, I saw that he was trying to press Roopa’s boobs and she was not allowing him to.Since he was drunk he forcefully, pulled Roopa and tore her blouse. Her huge boobs just came out of the blouse. I saw she was.