This was ecstasy not agony, Trish was climaxing again and again. I had read many accounts from husbands who had wat6ched their wives being fucked by ...ther men. All seemed to have one thing in common and that was the surprise of the extent of their wife’s enjoyment. I looked at Trish; I saw the contortions in her face and I heard her screams of ecstasy and I agreed with what those other men had also said, “Never seen her like that with me!” Was it because their lover was bigger and better? Was. Over the next few weeks I began dressing in my Mom's cloths, loving thefeeling of her bra and panties when I changed my body to fill them. OneSaturday both my parents had to work so I spent the whole day as a female,dressing in outfit after outfit out of my Mom's drawers and closet. I waseven caught by my best buddy when he dropped by. He didn't have a cluethat it was me or that if he had tried he could have got his first piece ofass. When we met at school the next Monday he asked me about. She came over to me, hugging me full body and tight so that I felt her warmth against me. My juices began flowing as she withdrew and stood back still holding both my hands." Hey Ms. C, so good to run into you, you look great." she said in a very excited voice that seemed to laugh as she spoke. "You look fantastic yourself, all grown up." I said and she smiled. "How have you been?" she asked me. "Well, ups and downs as usual." I told her. She took my hand and began walking to the food court and. She always seemed to have something that the girl wanted, either a gift card to a clothing shop, a month in a tanning booth, or a day at a spa. The gifts varied with the girl. Cheryl usually knew what the girl wanted. Anyway, to get the gift she had to win the contest. Did I mention that I was the judge?I got to measure the girls every time to see who had the biggest tits. I got their height, their weight, and their eye color. Somewhere along there I got their middle names, their birth dates,.