I just imagined his condition and took pleasure from it . Having sex with him wasn’t on my mind till then but I had began to make plans to touch him...and make him feel myself and yes see him nude too.So plans went on running in my mind .Frankly friends , it was tough . I must have thought about it and planned it a hundred times before doing anything .I was scared too , and finally after a lot of yes’s and no’s in my mind , I did it . On that day I purposely showed very less of myself while. The Jameses arrived promptly at one o'clock. Thankfully, my sister and her entourage had left to go help the other guys pick up their tuxes. I'm not sure what help they all needed, but I was thankful they were all gone. Apparently they were still making trips back and forth to West Lafayette as well. It was like a week-long holiday for them and even though they were out of school, most of the guys lived in a frat house at Purdue and preferred to drive than to rent a motel room for the whole. He continued to groan, though now in feminine tones, as his hips andbutt grew larger, his legs closing at the knees. But the changes werefar from done. His clothes were also changing, his shirt became a larget-shirt and a bra was appearing from nowhere to hold his swellingcleavage.But that was nothing to the next change, another physical one. He lookeddown and saw his stomach swell outwards, the pressure on his groinincreased.His new feminine clothes were too small to cover up his swollen. ...i thought to myself, jesus, you are no super soldier, relax.lol. I get out and dry off. and as i pass by the mirror on my way out, i take a good look at myself. i notice that not only do i feel older, but the way i present myself, i am more confident and my face shows that innocence is meerely portrayed....it has left my body at last. So, i walk in to my room with my new found confidence and glow of esteem.i pick out some studly clothes...and get on with the day. Later on when things finally.