Ven though I was a football lineman in high school and then at a smallcollege, I always knew I had an urge for womens clothes and beingsubmissive. I ...ecall having thoughts of being in a cage in my parentsback yard as my friends played hide and seek. I used to snitch stuff andthen go into the woods to an abandon house to dress up. The risk of beingfound and used was such a rush.But there was one Halloween - I was probably 16 or 17, I mustered up thecourage to go out trick or treating. My. "Have to? No. Unfortunately, the spell Larry cast wasinfluenced by his subconscious desires and he is, after all, a teenager.You're actually pretty lucky. When your father transformed me I had boobsout to here." Mom held her hands about a foot in front of her currentbreasts. "But a week's worth of back problems later, he shrunk me down tomy current D cup." How big do you think I am?"She gave me an intense look of scrutiny. "Just a visual guesstimate, butI'd say triple D. Maybe a bit. I agreed and got in the car with him, I don't remember what it was but it was a nice decent car. The kind of car someone in their 30s would drive which is to say way nicer than any of the cars my friends drove. When we puilled down my street he had already introduced himself as Rich and asked what I was doing for the rest of the day, told him I had some stuff to do at home and he asked if I wanted to park somewhere and he'd smoke me a joint once again saying how nice I was to his sisters and. I choose to sit across Daddy's lap, only because I don't have to be in a hurry with Daddy today. I can take my time. If there was a time limit per say, I'd have done the other. Daddy wraps his arms tight around me and I lean into his neck and I take in his smell. There is nothing like being in Daddy's arms and all of him surrounding me. He's enveloping all my senses and I am on Daddy cloud nine, my favorite place to be. I kiss Daddy's lips and look into his eyes. Daddy's hand is on my.