Staring back was my usual masculine face, complete with bushy mustache. I felt a rush of relief.I walked slowly back to my computer. What had just hap...ened? Was I imagining that I'd been in Traci Topps' body, or had that actually happened? And if it had happened, why was I back to normal? What caused it? It was with a bit of fear that I sat back at my keyboard.The e-mail program was still open, and highlighting one of the S2K messages. I clicked on it nervously, opening the message. Bashful,. Terry obediently did as he was told, and Tracey slipped the Bustlet overhis head and arms and pulled it down his torso as far as it would go - acouple of inches below his nipples.'How long does it take the gel to do its stuff?' Terry asked. 'Will itreally make my breasts grow so quickly?''No,' Tracey said, fumbling with the front of the Bustlet. 'But there's apipe underneath here, which we connect to the tap, and inflate yourbreasts just as large as you want them.' She pulled out a length. Just as I worked up a lather on the cloth she said, "Oh god no! That will be to close to my bandage! You will have to use your hand, and you need to really get me clean, okay?"After mumbling my agreement I soaped up my hand and then started carefully washing her crotch. "Harder Mike, wash me harder and get me clean," she said. I increased my efforts and soon her face flushed again as she urged me to 'wash' her even more. As I worked it struck me that my sister was really trying to get me to. It pressed against the sensitive area where my legs join. I even felt his lips kissing the cheeks of my ass while Cory and I necked like a couple of kids right in front of him. But then, I guess that’s appropriate. Cory is a kid.I was the first to lose control. I pulled away from Cory and pulled him around to the side of the room’s one king size bed. I pulled the covers down and stretched out on my back. I smiled up at Cory and began to beg!“I can’t wait any longer, Cory. Fuck my cunt! Fuck.