You're going to be my Cousin Samantha!"I didn't know what to say. Finally, I just blurted it out. "Wow, Inever thought it would come to this. Are you ...orried how they'll treatyou?" Sam, if you want to become a woman like me, you have to get used tobeing treated like one. Besides, they won't even know it's you, andthey already hate me. What's the worst that can happen?"I saw her point. "Okay, Suzie, let's just do this." I picked up thebaggy brown dress Suzie had picked out for me.Suzie slapped. The thought gave me my first hard on of the day.Ready to go I jumped on the train and travelled up to where the couple lives. Excitedly stepping off the train I scoured the road to see if she was here. A nice big saloon car pulled up and th back doors opened. There she was. Nervously I jusmoed in the back with her, her husband driving, and introductions were made. After all the big talk you could tell we were both nervous, but her husband kept us chatting until we were both at ease.On arrival. Everyone may contact me on my mail id , for your feedbacks, and comments. This story happened around 2004 in Delhi when I was 28 years of age, and she was 36 years she is a mother of 3 children elder daughter 20 years, first son 19 years, second son 18 yearsof age.It between me and my close friend’s mammi, to start with her stats were too good 40-36-38, so you all can say that she was really huge in size her height is 5′ 4″, she is black in colour, she is basically from jharkhand so everyone. We looked back and forth at each other. No one wanted to. Without speaking, we all agreed that homework would wait.“Wanna play truth or dare or something?” Courtney asked. “So you have an excuse to feel my boobs again?” I asked, a playful jab at the last time we did it.“Not my fault you have nice boobs. I genuinely thought you had them done,” Courtney said.“An E cup isn’t even an outrageous size,” I said. Both of them looked down at their own, much more modest chests.“A perky one on a waist.