’ , was his reply.So Tommy was sitting on my sway-back sofa after I opened a beer for him. He was thumbing thru a cheap girly magazine on the table ...n front of him when he exclaimed ‘Hey, I got bigger boobs than her.’Something I’ve got to say about Tommy. He was more than slightly over-weight. Someday he’d make a good Santa Claus. But I doubted his statement.‘What do ya mean you’ve got bigger boobs than her?’ I asked.He turned the mag around to me pointed to a sweet young topless thing, then. All the way down she goes and her nails begin to dig into my chest. The pain is there but so is her orgasm. I know she's close from the times we've fucked before. The tell tale signs are there. She is speeding up and I am going to make my master happy as all hell. I thrust my hips up into her pelvis and begin to fuck her silly as I deranged with passion. She supports her weight on my chest and thighs and squeals "Fuck daddy oh my god keep doing that. Keep doing that! Keep doing thaaaaat!" Her. A simple thing really, I found the answer, therefore, ergo and Vis – a – Vis. I am the man.”She cackled, “Yes you are, my man.”“Damn straight,” he muttered.Before she knew it he wiggled his eyebrows, “Ready for round two.”“What?” She asked incredulously.Just as she said that she felt something hard with her leg, “Oh, my. Be gentle,” She laughed as Sam repositioned between her legs and pushed his cock inside.Rachel woke up the next day feeling strange. Tired, satiated, but damn good. It was hard. Well, Katie was amazed. She took one look at me and decided that she could live with having her husband become a girlfriend. We went out that night as women, Katie guiding me on how to perform in public, and soon I was able to pull off being a woman as well as any other woman could. Katie gave me two presents for Christmas that year. She had me take time off from work, and checked me into the hospital. What she did is hard to describe. She gave me minor breast implants, just enough to.