" She set her phone to silent and crept back into the bedroom. Courtney had rolled onto her back, one knee out to the side. Her ripening, pink-tipped ...reasts pointed straight at the ceiling, and at the intersection of her tender thighs the puffy, swollen labia were clearly visible.With those dark tresses spread out on the pillow, it struck Melinda once again that Courtney looked like an angel in her sleep. Then she took a photo of her new fuck toy, walked out to the terrace, and sent the. Returning to the bed for the second to last time I slide the soft tank top over my chest. The straps fit comfortably on my shoulders, not putting any weight of the draped garment around my neck. Looking down my bra can faintly be seen through the light weight fabric.At the mirror I feel my breasts, breasts, not socks. They don't feel like real breasts, but they feel like mine, giving me the thought that I should have breasts, these aren't natural, but I should have natural.Sticking out my butt. I noticed she was outside of the bailbondsman's office. She was obviously upset, I approached her and ask "was everthing ok?" She replied, no I dont have the documentation to bail my sister out of jail. I asked what documentation? She wasnt a citizen of this country and her visa had expired. I was like "OHHHHH yea that would stop you" noticing I was genuinely concerned, she became even more emotional. Was she laying it on kinda thick? Well, ofcourse she was. Did I think she noticed I was. Wearing a blue and white version of Brooke’s black and white workout leotard, she punched in some commands into the stairmaster and immediately felt the rush of her new strength and stamina. She glanced down and was relieved to she her new addition was behaving for the moment.“Come on, Todd,” she muttered as she powered up. “Ready when you are.”Meanwhile, Todd was just about punching in all of the names of those present, when a thought struck him.“I don’t need a lot of surprises today,” he told.