Gone now was the uncertainty I had grown accustomed to in her eyes; it had been replaced by an a****listic glowering, fierce in it's need.She stood th...re, drawing her hands to the sides of her sweater, then slowly pulled them down over her firm breasts. They were perfectly shaped,with light pink nipples that were a shaped like perfect round quarters, hardening already in anticipation. I reached up, trying to pull her down to me on the couch. She resisted, shaking her head slowly from side to. As her fat lumpy ass became much smaller and smoother, her skirt and bloomers fell down around her ankles. She squealed in a new voice, high and lilting rather than the gravelly rumble of Ms. Moran. She stood amazed, looking at her new body. Chelsea was dumbfounded as well. Erika and Christine, however, took everything in stride, just as Kyle had wished them to."Chelsea, you don't mind letting Hillary wear your clothes, do you?" Kyle said and wished. "Her old clothes just don't fit." Sure,. One day you'll meet some man who will treat you like you should be treated." As I sat in the driver seat, she leaned over to give me a kiss on the cheek to thank me. She leaned a little too far over and I brushed my arm on her left tit. Not moving, she looked into my eyes and said"Thank you, thank you. I really don't know what to say and how to thank you. I feel encouraged and hopeful. With the furniture delivered next week, I'll feel like I'm back on my feet".She got closer and kissed me on. .."Marisol eased around the corner and slid into the room. I'm not a pedophile, by any means, but Marisol was ... ripe; it showed through, even though she was clothed. She already had a set of fine conical breasts and some hips on her -- all of her mother's lush curves, made more exciting by her youth. My data said she was twelve; well it was twelve going on fifteen ... I got control of my facial features and asked, "You're in the school, are you not?" Yes, sir." Marisol nodded carefully."What.