I got up, and was aware of several things. First, the burn was gone, andI felt really good. Second, I felt totally natural in my body, notthrown off b... my shifted center of gravity or loss of a foot in height.Third, I was really hungry.I headed for the kitchen, absently tying a knot in my shirt under mymassive tits. It revealed my belly and held my breasts a little better,so they wouldn't go thrashing all over the place. I could feel thebeginnings of panic swelling on the edge of my brain, and. I was gently rubbing her chunky thigh when after a few minutes she said “I think it’s dry now”, I took the towel away and felt with my hand, “No it’s still damp here” touching the inside of her thigh, to which she said under her breath “That’s not the only place”, I said “Pardon” and she replied “Oh it’s nothing” as I continued to rub gently.Another few minutes had passed by when Maize said “I think you should stop now” “Why” I replied, “Cos it’s turning me on” I said “What! A little rubbing is. "Make me cum, Janice. Make me cum again." Yes. Yes. Cum in me. Fill me with it”He held me with his cock in position, and I squeezed him hard. The first blast of semen seemed to shoot straight into my womb. I heard myself scream as shot after shot followed. He howled as he filled me. He gave one last shudder, and fell on my back. I couldn’t hold his weight, so I collapsed with him on top of me. He gently rolled off, holding my back against him, his soft twitching cock against my wet ass cheeks.. As we entered the attic she finally explained."I hope you don't think it's too weird, but there are trunkfulls of my mother's and aunt's clothes up here that should fit you just fine."I suppose I should have seen it coming after having spent the night in a nightgown. Okay, call me weird, call me perverted, call me anything you like. After last night's sex I was getting turned on myself at the thought of wearing a dress. There were several trunks of clothes and in one was a collection of corsets.