We both laughed as we watched the guy trying to mop up his now sticky keyboard. Her tits were quite nice, milky white, with quite small, but prominent...nipples. However the way she had teased the guy with them had done for him. Suddenly he must have cleaned the wrong button and his image disappeared. "I wonder who will be next." She said - she was enjoying herself now. I stepped to one side and got myself re-dressed, doing my best to tuck away my cock so that I could appear again as a woman. She. He then turned his attention to my chest. I could feel both his hands, gliding up and down my chest. They stopped on my nipples and he began to play with them. He gently rubbed his fingertips against them, prompting an involuntary gasp of pleasure from me.He continued playing with them for what seemed like an ecstasy filled eternity. Rubbing them, pinching them between fingertips and then rolling them between his fingers. Occasionally he’d apply more pressure, pinching them harder, almost to. She hated being short – but would she really like being tall? Could this be one of those times where ‘the grass is always greener on the other side’? Plus, everything around her was new and different. Maybe being short wouldn’t be such a handicap here. She’d dreamed of being tall – but maybe she should just wait to see how well she fit in up here. Besides, if Calix really did prefer her short... “Maybe,” she said softly, her face clearing just a bit. “Maybe I should wait to see if being short. They both sat on the floor watching telly and mummy came in and gave them a drink and a bowel of sweets or something. They both sat crossed legged as little girls do and I kept being treated to a quick flash of little white knickers, I was wanking like mad, just longing to go over there and fuck both of them in thier cute uniforms. Mummy sat on the chair, on the phone, looking rather sexy herself in a quite short summer dress, she kept playfully annoying the girls, by flicking the hem of thier.