Ab mai story pe ata hu….!!Jaisa ke aap sab jante hai mai kolkata me akela rahta hu yeha mera bohot sara frnd hai jisme se ek best frnd bhi hai uska ...aam arman hai hamlog kafi ache dost hai mai use jyada din se to nhi janta jabse mai offce joint kia hu tabse janta hu aur mujhe pata nhi ke maine jo kia hai use wo kabhi maaf karega ya nhi mai ye story me kuch naam chnge kar raha hu ye ek real story hai ….. Ek din mujhe arman mera dost ne apne ghar me bulaya mai pahle ye batadu ke mera dost kafi. I joined her and after 30 or so seconds walked away to the steps as we exclaimed we were telling. We had angry faces on, but Amber was smiling a sort of "he finally got his beating" smile. At least, I thought it was that type of smile. As we stormed around the pool, Matt was pleading not to tell, and Amber ran around the other side and joined us and started trying to slow us as we reached around the corner to get to the door. She told us not to tell as she had a better idea.We asked Jenny and. The tingling subsided and he was able to stand, barely. His balance was completely off, most notably because of the protrusions on his chest. Arching his back heavily, he eventually stood up straight and still.As he marveled at his new body, he felt something clench around his feet and force them into a point. Looking around his breasts, he saw he was now wearing green patent leather 4-inch heels. He then watched in awe as a pair of fishnet stockings materialized on his legs, followed by cuffs. By the time my next birthday came around, I was actually able to enjoy it for the first time in years. It was wonderful to finally enjoy a birthday and after we were finished with the celebration.We started a fire in our fireplace and sat around it and started chatting about things other than dad. The conversations went until about 10:30 then we watched Grease. After the movie, we went off to bed. I gave mom a goodnight hug as we embraced.I felt her hand go down to my butt and lightly grasp it..