It was quite funny, but from every part of my transformed body my handswere the part I was fascinated the most. I stared for these small, smoothand de...icate hands for a long minutes, straightening fingers andclinching fists. Also my small feet really preoccupied me. I took a nap,hoping that when I would awake I would adjust more to this body.***Then I had my first nightmare about Warsaw Uprising. I was Julia in thisdream. I heard gunshots and explosions everywhere, I felt helpless andscared. I. To the side was an open closet with different costumes. Prominently set out, were two Grecian style white dresses, the type normally worn by affluent women of the time. As Michael watched, Jill and Jean started to remove their matching sweaters. As their hands lifted the sweater up and over their heads, each girl’s firm 36D breasts came into view, held up by conservative lacy pink bras. The girls had come dressed in sweaters and knee length full skirts with thigh high dark hose and 2′ heels.. “Swing set. That means kids, and that means...” Both young men finished the sentence simultaneously, “MILF.” They shared a laugh. “She’s got great tits. And that fucking ass in those jeans?” “Bam! I would hit that like a prize-fighter.” “Yeah, but who goes first?” “Flip a coin. Who gives a fuck? I’d take sloppy seconds for a piece of that ass.” Helen stood listening, her breathing heavy and her fingers pressed hard against the denim between her legs. Her fantasies took on a whole new dimension.. ”Pam chuckled. I liked the way she smiled, and she made me feel at ease. I also thought she was super sexy in her form-fitting lycra running shorts and her sports bra.“So let me ask you something,” Pam remarked, as we headed down one of the tree-lined streets in the neighborhood where we all lived. “Are you still a virgin?”Damn. I had not anticipated the question.“Yeah,” I sheepishly admitted, “But it isn’t for lack of trying.”“You just haven’t found the right woman,” Pam quickly shot back..