He held up one black and purple lacy bra, noting the various see-through sections. It was one that he hadn't seen before."You should definitely wear t...is for me at some point," he said, smiling cheekily. Then, out of curiosity, he checked the label. "Double-H's!?" he exclaimed. "Oh, I get it. As in 'Holy Hell, those are some big titties'". Lucy blushed. She had always been sensitive about her size, but Sam seemed to genuinely love her curves. Especially, of course, her boobs! However, Sam. We spoke little at first. Soon I had gotten a nibble or two, but she'd caught a fish. She was excited, but quiet about it—if jumping up and down while not saying anything can be considered quiet. "I got one," she said finally. I nodded and hugged her.We fished a little more, and I moved closer to her. "Wanna marry me," I said not looking at her directly.Still holding her rod, she turned to me. "Huh?"I looked at her now. "Will you marry me?" I said.She nodded yes, and then said it, "Yes. I was. I couldn't believe it. I left my legs apart for a while to make sure, and as long as they were apart, he was staring right at me. Then I put them together, and he went back to talking to Jason like I wasn't even there no more.That night I was very disturbed about what happened and couldn't sleep for thinking about how Orville had feasted his eyes on my panties. Then I thought maybe I was wrong and I had imagined it all. I would think the best of them boys until I had more evidence.The next day. Reluctantly Carl told her that he found it rather odd to suddenly change,and wanted to get back to himself.Cindy mused almost to herself, "I wonder, can I borrow your body and seewhat its like to be a boy" NO," Carl snapped, wanting to get back to his body immediately. It wasbad enough to be in the body of his wife, but if he were to become hisdaughter.... Ugh. What a horrible idea."I was just wondering," Cindy said defensively, "I mean, Mom gets to."Carl groaned, not liking this. He.