Shawn felt something tickling his shoulders. His now bareshoulders?He looked down and saw his thick rabbit suit was gone, replaced by whatlooked like... a woman's swimsuit. No- not a swimsuit: a one piece thinglike from the old Playboy clubs.How?His stomach was still a little chubby, but he could see his hips flaringout and his bare, beautiful legs. He could see his stomach stillperceptibly shrinking, and...And...Oh my God no!He saw that the mist was filling out the thing's chest, and his own. “Was you girlfriend flat-chested like me?”“No,” I replied, “and stop saying you are flat-chested.”Charlotte took my hand and placed in over her left breast, “Well I am, see?”I gently moved my fingers on her small globe.“No,” I argued, “You have boobies. They’re small bobbies, but they’re still boobies.”Charlotte silently took my hand and slipped it up under her t-shirt and directly on to her supple breast. I cupped her breast in my hand, running my finger around her hardened nipple.“Looks like. It was so easy to drive at night with a girl slumped in the front seat of your car. People thought she was drunk or tired and had fallen asleep. He had gotten home easily enough, carried her down the steps and into his lab and now she was his.He watched her wake up, saw the confusion when she realized she couldn't move. It was always the same. The confusion and then the dawning horror that she was tied down. And then came the pleading and the crying. But tonight he was in too good of a mood to. If this was going easy on me then it didn’t bode well for what would happen in the future, but I must admit I was getting really turned on by the thought of doing it. When Dan got home and read it he was really excited and dragged me upstairs where we had some really dirty sex whilst thinking about it. Afterwards I emailed him back and said that we’d do it and let him know how it turned out. Saturday morning came round quickly and I gotready for the day out at the shops, I almost chickened out.