Now will you please tell me what the surprise is?” I heard a small chuckle, and then, “not yet. Although I’m sure you already know what it is.�... To say the truth, I had a pretty good idea what was waiting for me. I’d discussed new fantasies with him recently, which he showed a lot of interest in. “I have a good idea. I’ll see you in a few minutes.” I said, then closed my phone and backed out of the parking lot. I pulled into the driveway ten minutes later. As I was getting out, I noticed a few. In school I wasFrank; to my parents and Sis I was Frankie; but when I put on themagic panties, I was Delicia. How I came up with this ridiculous nameI have no idea, now, but Delicia I was until time came to put thepanties back; and sometimes, going to sleep at night, I would murmur"Delicia" quietly to myself.My daydreams changed over time, however. At first, I put on thepanties and was magically transformed: but one afternoon, I happenedto imagine that someone was putting them on me in order. With his free hand, he unbuttoned his pants, and freed the beast within. It was already rock-hard, but he began stroking it to keep it ready for the moment that was soon approaching. His assault on her clit and her pussy was too much to take, and she felt her legs start to shake, grateful for the trunk that supported her. Ohhhhhh Gaaawwwdd! it hit her like a ton of bricks, and at the peak, she felt him shove his thick cock into her spasming pussy. He moved slowly at first, drawing out her. My Mum had also bought me new tennis shoes in white with pink trim, tennis socks with pink bobbles and the worst item pink trimmed ruffled knickers that would clearly show when I went for a shot, or bent down. Oh god I thought what next. My sister insisted I go to the bathroom again and remove any body hair which I did. I again noticed my reflection in the mirror. Was it my imagination, or did my waist seem thinner or was it my bottom and hips bigger? With all the breakfasts I was being forced.