Now I know why.Hell no, I didn’t want her to send that message! ‘Can’t help but remember the good times we had.’ The fucking, she meant. But, ...ut, the hardness between my legs sure as hell wanted her to.“Well, send or delete?” she asked again, when I wasn’t answering her.I looked up at her expectant face. She was having some fun. So was I, to be honest. What harm was there? “Send it,” I told her.We waited for a response, but none came. He’d apparently left his computer.I had to work the next. She slowly dragged out of bed and stretched her arms back as she normally would, but felt unusual tension in her shirt the more she stretched back. She looked down, and sure enough, her breasts were much larger and barely contained within her shirt.Remembering that Alexis enlarged her breasts with her magic she began to think maybe it wasn't a dream after all. She slowly walked to the full-length mirror in her closet and saw the outline of her breasts through her shirt with the bottom of it. She looked up from the floor, her eyes met mine. She looked at my outstretched hand then back to my face. I smiled, and motioned for her to take it. From that point things started to go smooth. I made small talk for the next 20 minutes or so. We talked about Wayne and Jackie, classes, and when was my next track meet. I was feeling more relaxed, and could tell that she was too because she had put down her pillow which left nothing but air between us. I even got her laugh, and was amazed at how. "When Karla had done this Lynn sat down opposite her first smoothing hisdress underneath himself. He began "First I love wearing dresses andskirts, which was why it was so easy to dress for you during our firstinterview. I've been a cross dresser most of my life, something mysister and I shared; it's one of the reasons we are so close. I hopethis doesn't make you feel uncomfortable, if it does I can changeback." No please don't do that, really I'm fine with it, actually you lookfantastic," said.