)And I was becoming small. (At least... small to my frame of reference.Don't forget, I was a heavy man. And I stood six foot tall.) Sadly, Ihadn't yet...put everything together. I knew something outside my experiencewas happening to me, but I hadn't realized exactly what I was becoming,yet. (I'm sure you all have guessed.) I was let in on the secret, however, whenthe next change occurred. What, would you say, is the quickest way a manidentifies another individual as a woman? As a man, I had been. Her tiddies danced to the rhythm of her heels tapping on the floor. I noticed her long toned legs and tattoos on her feet. I was in awe! She moves in between my buddy and I and turns her back to him. She smiles and stares directly in to my eyes. She had a beautiful smile but I sensed mischief behind it. The kind of smile a bad k** gives when they know they're up to no good. "Hi I'm Molly! What's your name?" I struggled to let words loose from lips. I was completely speechless. "Ummm" I. I know what I would love to do with her breasts, suck them dry and take the pressure away but that is out of the question."If you are ready for bed, I will show you the guest room. I don't have many guests. You will be the first one in five years. But I do have the room ready, just in case."Her soft footsteps follow me. The guest room is a full bedroom, with a bathroom ensuite. In all the years since living alone, it has only been used three or four times."I think you will find it comfortable.. A deep sigh escaped her as she tried to imagine who would be idiot enough to fall for her. One hand trailed down the front of the purple shirtwaist and then the second as well. They caressed the skin that was left bare by the heart-shaped neckline. Her full breasts strained against the tight fabric as she lightly passed her palms over the stiffening nipples and she arched her back. Deirdre closed her eyes as her hands teased her breasts, then unbuttoned the shirtwaist and freed her breasts from.