Problem was my hubby was out of town. Christmas Eve and I was alone. It was mostly by choice as I did not feel the need to socialize with relatives no... feel like acting as a guest at some other gathering. Sure parties were an alternative, but I had my own alcohol and was able to walk freely in my lingerie. Remembering an old comic strip, I wrote Santa a seductive note, Ran out of cookies and milk, so here is your treat. Then drew an arrow pointing to me. Placed it on a plate and fantasized. However, she was blissfully unaware of her changes. My alteration of her body acted on her like Renée's shape shifting affected others that knew her. Yvonne thought she always had those incredible curves, but reality had not changed to match that belief. I even knew a way to help her see the truth.I stepped out of the tub and she followed, holding my hand. We grabbed towels and dried off. There was some kissing but I was too focused to let her goad me into another round of orgasmic delight. Our. So I took some Vaseline and applied it to my cock and positioned at the entrance. I also hugged and kissed her on lips. I started inserting my penis. Once it started getting tight I paused looked into her eyes and gave a strong pushed more than 3/4th went inside.She shouted and started crying in pain. Tears started rolling down her eyes and she started struggling to free herself. I again paused inserting for some time and kissed her passionately. Slowly she stopped struggling but said that it’s. I was in a simple housedress. Allison, although she was a bride's maid, came over to help the othergirls get into their gowns. I was drafted to help. I did have to put onmy spandex girdle. I knew I would be coming in close contact with a bunchof semi nude girls and didn't want anything coming up. (Pun intended)I was a big help even though I did not really know what I was doing. Ijust followed orders, hook this, snap that, and pull here, button that,that sort of stuff.Allison was the last to get.