I had jacked off looking at her pics, but we never met. Then they arrived. She looked exactly like her pic. About 5' 8" tall, a bigger woman, not obes... or huge, just busty. plump, rather voluptuous. He was my height, about 6 foot, thin, glasses, goatee.We all sat at a table and had a couple beers. He got up to use the restroom and left his wife, Debbie, and me alone at the table. Debbie told me then they he approved. He approved! Somehow, non verbally, this husband and wife agreed while we were. That too, proved useless. Then we discussed where to go from here. Emily in my old body kept telling me how grateful he was that I was going to carry the baby. Frankly, I was getting about as sick of hearing about it as I'm sure you are, but it continued anyway. What we ended up deciding, was that I would go home with Jeremy and Alan, who had assumed my old middle name and went by Mike, would go home with Sara. We would discuss other arrangements after the baby was born. For now Jeremy wanted. .....I almost couldn't wait to start this sort of transformation. We got back to her house and I took a long hot bath, after which Lisa helped me shave my body of hair. She then had me put on some black lace panties, black fishnet stockings, and she surprised me something else she had gotten without me knowing. She had a pair of 38 Dd breastforms, a black lace bra with pockets for the forms, and then a silk teddy. She wouldn't let me look in a mirror, so i had no idea what I looked like as yet.. It happened 2 years ago today so once again the memories came flooding back, making me horny and wanting it to happen all over again. I had just broken up with my boyfriend of 4 years. The sex was only ok and there was still no ring on my finger or any prospect of it ever happening. So when I caught him jerking off to a picture of my friend I decided that he was not worth it. Yet, I had been in a relationship for so long that the world outside had changed and I had not noticed. I felt I was a.