Please call me Brie; all my friends do. However, should you have the need of an Interior Designer in the Greater Los Angeles area; you will find me li...ted under my full name of Brianna St. James. Apart from running a successful business, I have been happily married for twenty years and have three children. Only one boy remains at home, and he will be a high school senior this year and off to college next fall. My husband, a construction worker, is a very easy-going, laid-back type of man.. And she professed her love to me every day. In 41 days, the Observer would be looking for Peter & I to return us to our former bodies, but with the exception of that one time each month when nature wrecks havoc on our female bodies, I am extremely happy with my present situation, and would prefer to stay as I am. But Peter is wavering back and forth. He can't decide if he wants to remain this way permanently, or not. It only takes one of us to decide for both, so if he changes back, then so. Something about the sight of these big breasts on my 5ft 4in 100 lbs frame drove them wild. I learned quickly to exploit it. When I had a conference with one of my male teachers, I would go off to the bathroom first and remove my bra sometimes going as far as getting a Coke from the machine and rubbing the cold can against my nipples so they would be nice and hard when I went in to the office. I would leave the top of my blouse open a little and act like a sweet innocent girl and everything. Look in the mirror."It was quite effective on her. I had to struggle just to pull it on, even while fully opened out. On Francine's tiny body, it fit lightly, even when fully pulled in. The bottom rode over her hips, rather than above them as it would on me. The top was snug enough to force a hint of cleavage, and a hint is all Francine ever managed. For those that wear underwear as outerwear, it would fit right in. I could see Francine out clubbing in it and a flair skirt, possibly with only.