" Aslightly panicked expression crossed his face. "Not about you beingpretty, I mean. Because, you know, you are. Pretty, that is. I justmeant that I'... always an idiot when it comes to girls." This last wassaid with a vehemence that bordered on self-reproach.Now it was my time to look mournful. "I can relate to that."He raised his eyebrows. "You ... behave like an idiot around girls?" Oh yes," I said with feeling. Then, realising what I'd just said, Ihastened to correct myself. "I mean no,. " I don't mean to interrupt, but I need to see how faryou've progressed in your transformation," saidCoach."Let's go back to the bedroom," said Nikki.We walked back to Nikki's room. I could tell that mybreasts were larger. I could really feel them bounceas I walked. I was also aware that I was walkingdifferently, there was now a sway to my hips. I triednot to show my growing fear.Once we reached the bedroom I slipped out of therobe. I gasped when I saw my body. My breasts werehuge. They were. I moved. A gasp, a sudden jolt, a swirling of space, too swift to register before it was over, and I found myself face-down on the carpet, her knees on my back, my arms bent, helpless in her grip. A moment later I was free, on my back, regaining my breath, and she smiled down upon me, before she bent down and kissed me.“How ... how...” My breath had not fully returned, from the fall, from the kiss.“Trust and honesty, from now on, between us,” she said. She stood up, went to the window, and. That sounds pretty crass I know, but it explains it better than a whole lot of pretty words could. When the sun came up, I was still at it. I tore myself away to take a shower and dress for the day.When the first sergeant called me into her office I was terrified. "Look Sylvia, if we excluded all the women who ever had a bisexual experience, the Women's Air Force would have about twenty women left. I can't leave you three here. The rumors are already circulating. I'm going to wash you out of.