I had to get out of here.What the hell was going on? How had I got into this situation?I could see now that I was wearing silver Mary Janes, black fi...hnetstockings, and a black silky slip with a lace trim and with a cut thatran up the side of my right leg revealing the black lace suspender beltholding my stockings up.This was the first time that I had ever worn women's underwear and I waswearing little else but women's underwear.I presumed given what I could see of what I was wearing that I. .....how....?" Don't worry about it. Just let it happen. It feels soooooo good,doesn't it?"It wasn't long before he didn't care about anything else. He just wantedto feel her long nails gently scratching on him."It's so fun being a girl," she said. "You get to have long prettynails." Uh huh..." he managed to get out. "It feels really good, Rachel....." Yesssss. Hey, so I have an idea to help focus on studying. You do wantto get better at studying don't you?" Uh huh.....yeah. I need to. I ran into the laundry room and threw on some shorts, a hoody, and some sneakers and headed out for the back porch. As I opened the screen door, Sarah, the next-door neighbor, stood right in front of me soaking wet. She had changed from her previous top from a baggy t-shirt to a tight fitting black spaghetti strapped tank top that squeezed her breasts together. I didn’t notice this the first time I saw her because of the t-shirt, but her breasts were massive. She was barefoot and still in. She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed; it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE”, but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.“Well!” thought Alice to herself, “after such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down stairs! How brave they’ll all think me at home! Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of.