My right hand was moving from her belly button upwards and she kissed me, as our tongues wrestled my right hand landed on her left boob, as it was sma...l I could hold it in my palm and I squeezed it slightly to which she let her hand inside my shirt and started to feel my bare chest.I squeezed it more and she jolted she was madly kissing my neck as she was getting turned on, I too licked her ear lobe and with my right hand on her boob and let my left hand was grabbing her ass tightly, pressing. So I proposed her during degree but she said no. We were good friends up until that point but this ruined our friendship and we became distant. For the rest of my UG days we didn’t talk. After college ended, I texted her to apologize and we reconnected really well. Since I had already proposed to her before I didn’t hold back on the emotional stuff. I’d get real intense and super expressive about how special she is and how I’d like to meet up with her. However, fate gave us no opportunities to. Brett explained what had happened to him when he woke up. He explainedthat he felt strange, and was shocked to see what he looked like in thefull length mirror on the inside of his closet. Shorter than usual, longdark brown hair, delicate features and body, and the beginning of a pairof breasts forming on his chest, roughly the same size as Melanie's, notthat he'd ever seen them except in her bathing suit. He started toactually cry (something he never ever did!)-he didn't want to be a. I saw Penny beside me, still sleeping soundly. I snapped my head left and then right until the noise revealed itself. My cell phone was ringing. I grabbed it quickly off my nightstand and looked anxiously at the caller id. It was my mother. I turned and looked at the clock. 4:45am. That meant it was 7:45am in Pennsylvania. Why in the hell was she calling me this early? Something immediately felt wrong. ‘Ma, are you alright,’ I answered hurriedly. ‘Yes, I am fine,’ she confirmed quickly. Her.