Let's work through this calmly." I took a breath. This was something right out of the movies, but if I just ignored the fantastic and concentrated on ...hat's in front of me... "I woke up this morning and my world seems to have changed around me. My room, my toiletries, my clothing... everything seems to point to a male version of me existing here. Your reference to a 'son' seems to indicate that too."My mother nodded."Okay. I know nothing of a son. So I figure... now stay with me, Mom, I know. We had enough Halloween treats to serve every youngster in Abbotsville for the next three years. They were stored in the hall closet, which I did everything to avoid.Halloween was in two weeks, and everyday Vassy made a point of reminding how we met. The only good thing was, after she made her point we ended up in bed. And John Thomas and I couldn’t knock that!Vassy’s love of Halloween carried through ‘till Halloween Eve. She had our home decorated for our mysterious potential visitors. The. ..during our break, she suddenly dissapeared, and it wasjust before the end, when one of the guys came to me and said: "You do know that yours*s' is getting fucked by one of the teachers, right?". I told him to go fuck himselfand just ignored all. Yet he laughed and said: "Go see it for yourself if you don't believe me". I was furious and wen't to look for her when I saw one of the classroomsbeing a bit opened and in there, one of the teacher was fucking my sister against the wall. I could see. I’ve always been on the busty side, but luckily, I’ve never had a great problem controlling my weight.Having said that, without support, my boobs no longer sit quite where they used to. My new bra had pushed them together into a quite spectacular cleavage, even if I say so myself. As I stared back at her, I could sense that something was wrong. Jane was a little distant. Despite the obvious bravado, she wasn’t herself.“You okay?” I asked, watching her reaction. She stared down at the.