The dazzlingly white hide was perfect and softer than the softest duckdown. The horns were longer than the length of my arm and twice as thick, curvin... sharply upwards halfway along their length and tapering to sharp points, the width at the tips was nearly equal to my height. Through his great weight his hoofs left deep marks in the ground, each hoof print being the size of my head. His body was solid and of the most elegant and perfect proportions, he had, most assuredly, been sent by the. I wondered, could my sixteen year old stepson be so naïve that he could possibly think I am not aware of his throbbing hard-on pulsing firmly against my buttocks? I felt my heart pounding in my chest from the combination of fear and excitement as my stepson grew harder and larger with each progressive pulse of his penis. Bryan pulled away ever so briefly, and he reached down with his hand, placed it in his boxers, and he subtly adjusted himself, allowing his erection to point upward towards. . yes.. I.. Ihave something I must tell you..." you finally blurt out."Well then?" I say still smiling, my hand toying with my wine glass.."I... I'm really a boy," you stammer, face beet red, flicking your gazeaway, head down, staring at the table. I swear I can see a tear formingon your cheek."I know," I reply simply, casually."What!" Your head snaps up, your eyes stare straight back into mine, onehand lying limply on the table, the other up to cover your mouth."I've always known," I reply. I twisted the ends so it couldn't easily release, and then repeated the maneuver on the opposite side. The end result was that her small, athletic tits were forced to stand straight up, the tightness of the wire squeezing the flesh together and increasing the pressure so the skin was stretched tight.It forced extra blood into her tits, making them swell, and the seeker whimpered at the discomfort. I pinched her nipples, smiling as they engorged even as she whined. I knew her nipples would stay.