He asked my name and I said Radhika, I told him about my family and in the meanwhile our bus came, as usual it was crowded he asked if we should miss ...his one, I said I was getting late and cant. He said as I stay in the same route we can hire an auto. I said ok. Then we went hired an auto and he was waiting for me to get in and I did that.As it was peak traffic hour the auto driver was going slow, Uncle oh his name was Sanjay Gupta, he asked me what are my ambition in life though I wanted to. I told Peter I thought that this was hot and he told me I had seen nothing yet! We had to pull her, much to the dissapointment of the other men, off the dancefloor and as I asked her if she was ok, I could see a weird spaced out look on her face. She was smiling though and said she loved everyone!! Peter said, am I sure? I just nodded yes not really understanding and he leaned forward and started french kissing my wife! I thought I may get jealous but fuck that really got me hard, and even. They were perky. No other word for it. During the day I was to discover their cup size adjusted to the beholder's leering eye and lascivious desires. One minute they'd be a perky B cup, the next perky double D's. But whatever size they were they were always undeniably perky. Perky and topped by pokies. Pokies that were attention-seeking, sensitive, stiffened, engorged teatlets of pleasure. If that wasn't enough, throwing back the covers I discovered that my previously lightly-haired pubic mons. .When did you...You know start looking like this?”“You mean when did I transition to being a woman?”“Yes, ma’am.”“I began living as a woman when I was 24. During the summer after my second year of medical school.”“Was it hard?”“Sometimes yes. But I felt much better.”“How did you grow...You know...Tits?”“You can say ‘breasts’. It’s okay. I took hormone pills to give my body more estrogen like born women have.”“Dang.”“You okay, Coree?”The k** thought for a moment. “Yeah, ma! I’m good. There’s.