.supposing the rest of the world was accustomed tome being a woman instead of a man. How was I going to test those waterswithout getting in some kind...of trouble?I walked to my bedroom, I decided I wanted to change into some pjs. Itossed my work shirt into the corner and took off my bra (I didn't evenrealize that I did so as second nature). I was rewarded with a greatfeeling of release, as if my new breasts (not exactly melons, but biggerthan I thought they'd be) were just released from. ' And with that I was out the door (securely locked), out of the roomand into a little adjoining observation room I'd rigged up with a one waymirror and listening and video devices. I could see and hear everything theydid and said when they thought I was gone. It was the most ingenious set up,like the ones seen on TV for the Police line-ups or interrogation rooms. Sincethey didn't know I was watching they would carry on accordingly as if they werein private. It was superb and enlightening. He pressed it against her pussy and it just popped in, straight away, and he pumped it slowly in an out a couple of times, and it slid ALL the way in and Tits did this huge gasp and looked at me and said “you were SO right Janie!”.And then David started to fuck her, slowly, and I knew he was going to give her a total working over like he had me. I could just, you know, feel that he was going to make her LOVE cock so much she’d be bi forever.I tried hard not to be jealous. And not to be scared. She found the thong and slipped into it. The tiny triangle of cloth disappeared into her labia. Well, she thought, I HAVE gained a few pounds! She slipped out of it, realizing the thong and bra were now too small. The robe fit her snugly. Where once it had dropped to just above her knees, it now hit her mid-thigh.She pirouetted in front of the full length mirror. In back, the robe covered her ample ass and dropped a few inches below it. The front covered her 38D ... barely! She giggled as she.