As m told u its a dreaming story so lets injoy. Ones a time my dad was nt at home for one month, my mom was feeling bored tht time and spend her time ...ith T.V. And my sister and i hv been summer vocation. In this days m feeling more hotness and excitment about my sex feelings. Its hard to control my self from sex feeling then i has been thot y not m start a sex relation with girls. M searching lots of girls but as we know,indian girls hv big drama so m forget about gals and start masterweting.. "You were a serial womanizer until you realized that bitches were boring - the true deal are guys like me, losing our masculinity and turning to submissive sluts." Bitch, don't act as if you were the pearl I was searching - There is a lot of waste swimming the sea and you are part of it, understood?"I pressed my lips together and nodded."Now go into your room, there you'll find your makeup and cloths - don't worry, they are laundered."He pointed on a closed door and sat down in the living room,. ’ I cupped myself as I said this, enhancing my small breasts by squeezing them together under my top. Nessie stood up, next to me, looking over my shoulder at my nude reflection in the mirror. She reached behind herself and unzipped her full length ‘Morticia’ robe, letting it fall around her. She stood in her black underwear. ‘I wish I had your breasts’ She said. ‘They’re so perfect. So petite, so young, so firm. They look great with your tanned body too.’ I was surprised she’d even noticed my. All I could do was slowly turn around looking at myself. Finally Iheard a little chuckle from the nurse who had been watching me. Shetold me I needed to bathe and then I could have more time to look.Once I slid into the water, I realized how sore and soiled I was. Isoftly washed my new body and face with a small sponge. It was like adream come true to feel the feminine curves of my new body. The nursecame over and sat by me and I asked her some questions about thesurgery. She answered as.