Mrs. Potter had pulled her hair up off her neck and added a pair of glasses to give her a more "serious" look.The short navy toreador-styled jacket fr...med her budding breasts which were linked from nipple to nipple by a simple gold chain. The matching micro-skirt was just the right length; barely covering her when standing, it glided up easily to bare her bottom when she bent or sat down. A simple black garter belt held the dark stockings in place three inches below the skirt's hem. The five. He did have tits! Big, round, beautiful tits. Tits with pretty, pink cups capping them. Tits with big, ripe, swollen nipples. Tits to kill for... if he was a woman, he dizzily thought. But he wasn't a woman! He was a boy—wasn't he? It was crazy. He had to be dreaming because this couldn't really be happening.Then his eyes strayed down over the breasts to his belly where his cock should have lain.NO! NO! NO! It couldn't be. Please, not that too, his reeling brain shrieked at him.HIS DICK WAS. What was Sai on about? Had the whole world gone mad!?Catherine didn’t object as Sai led her back upstairs to her room. Sai sat Catherine down at her vanity, and began to do her make-up while carrying on a one-sided conversation about something. Catherine sort of tuned her out, only offering the occasional “uh huh” of acknowledgment as she began to try to puzzle out what was happening. A practical joke was becoming less and less plausible as an explanation for all the weirdness going on. That’s. Kat and me ordered are food and both watched as Jenny walked away her ass was perfect plum shape, Kat's mind was wired coming up with a way to get to her prize. The dress attire there was plaid tops and shorts very short shorts, and Jenny's big tits and long legs went great with the attire. The room was not packed and our table is in the back Kat sitting with her back to the wall so when Jenny came out of the double doors she was right in front of us. Now those that have read our stories before.