There. Istepped into the shower, the water revitalized me almost instantly, Ibegan to wash the dried blood from my long blonde hair it felt strangeand...difficult to handle-hey it may sound pathetic but you try growingthis much hair overnight. I began to wash the rest of my body, Istarted with my face, then my shoulders, then I came to my breasts...Istared at them for a moment before running my hands all over themeventually coming to my nipples. I twiddled them with my index fingerand thumb until. And with her just looking at him he began to grow."That's nice. Now take that T-shirt off and put this on." It was anapricot baby-doll nightdress she handed him. When he put it on he foundit was a little tight round his chest because the bosom was padded. Thehem hung down just level with the bottom of the boy shorts. "Wow. Youlook sexy and that turns ME on. Now I'm going to make you look evensexier." She took him by the hand and led him into the bedroom. "Sit onthe bed with your back to the. My hands worked downwards over my tight tummy, abs that I work on constantly, making sure, they stay flat and firm, year is worth of silly crunches paid off, I thought to myself. I massaged the soap in to my skin, not missing a single inch. My hands trailed to my ass, “the greatest personal asset” I thought, it and my legs.” Small indeed but very shapely and tight, firm and tanned.I giggled to myself as my hands caressed the two halves, not quite the same feeling as mom’s hands felt like on. Good start to proceedings I thought.I sifted through the names and friended only the ones with profile pictures that looked half decent. The instant I befriended, I began to receive instant messages and updates. Most of the comments were how sexy I looked in the dress, was I going to upload more pictures (that was the intention!) and one very observant friend who said that my left nipple was almost on display and it looked like it had a little extra help in standing out. Well someone was.