"I mean go ahead,what is it?" You know what Mother said after your big speech that saved theceremony? Well......, I missed you too. I .... I really d...id."Abby smiles and pats my head and then kisses my forehead. "I amtrying, little sissy-ster, to not listen to those negative voices in myhead, and you know what? I am happy to say, the more I am here and inthe moment, and really present, those voices, doubts really, they aremore remote."I just smile and nod. I help Abby get dressed. I don?t. We've all seen them before, right, girls?"They both shrugged so I pulled down my shorts and stood there in my navy-blue briefs quite poked-out."I suppose we'd be worried, Paul, if we didn't have any effect at all. But you'll get used to it, don't worry, go ahead," my aunt said.So I tugged them to the floor and tried to keep my hands from covering myself.All six eyes were right where I felt them and I knew I was just about as hard as my dick could get so I sat back down pretty quickly."Looking. Within the next ten minutes, I was sitting in front of a large dressing table wearing an apron. Inside the apron I was already fitted with a 36C size bra. My breasts were made of balloons filled with soft jelly. Cricket guard flattened my crotch and foam padded panties gave larger butts. Manju was working on face while Putti was cutting and polishing my nails. She had raised my eyebrows using a quick drying gel. Foundation, powder, blush, mascara, eyeliner and lipstick followed each. My sisters sleep in a separate room. I have had fantasies of my mom since my early teens. In fact, I developed sexual feelings for her early in my childhood, which never disappeared. I had a natural hatred (not that strong) for my father.I once looked upon the internet for this and found out it was known as the Oedipus complex. At first, I did everything I could to stop myself. But one night, I was so horny that in a “semi-conscious” state, I started jerking off to my own mother while silently.