My cock felt like it was going to burst out of its skin."D," then "enter." They were nice and heavy, settling down onto my chest. Oh my god, I wanted ...o cum. I couldn't hold off much longer.I knew I was going to come back to "breasts" of course, since it wouldn't be an Ed Miller story without huge tits, but there was another change I wanted to make first. Back at the "physical characteristics" menu I scrolled all the way down to "gender," and changed it to "female."As I hit "enter" I directed. "Michael why are you wearing those panties?" Mummy," he said, not wondering why all of a sudden he had called hismother mummy instead of mum. "I am really a girl."She, as we must now call her, didn't know why she said that, but itseemed just right."I can see that dear, with your long blond hair, girlish body and thosepanties, you can only be a girl." Yes," chipped in his sister, "you make a lovely girl and it's muchnicer than being a nasty boy. We can go shopping, talk about girliethings and be. “Deal,” I asked. “Yes,” said the mother, almost whispering, “you staying,” I said. After exchanging glances with her daughter, the mother said “Yes”. “Then sit over there, help yourself to a Jack and a cigarette if you want”. I said“Get undressed,” I said to the daughter, “do it baby,” said her mother. The girl undressed, stood in front of me naked, the body slender and long, her groin starting to show pubic hair but not enough to need cutting or shaving. Her budding tits, no real shape, just. At the car, Kate left me her customary tip before climbing in. When it was Natalie’s turn I asked, “No tip?” Uncertainly, she shook her head. “No, I sh… huh!” she gasped as a stole a kiss, then after a moment climbed in next to Kate. At home, I began to set up the massage table as Kate helped Natalie disrobe. “Do I have to be completely naked? I mean, I shouldn’t let you if I do. I’m married. Don wouldn’t like it.” “You can leave your underwear on if you want. The bra has to go though. Tom.