All he knew was that he was big. That his whole body was heavily muscled. But as he examined himself, he knew that he still looked like a woman, not l...ike some of those woman body builders he'd seen pictures of. The most noticeable part was his breasts. They seemed huge to Lester. They stuck out, large, round and firm. Lester gently grabbed them; wincing as his hands felt them. He knew immediately that a normal woman would have a hard time with that much weight on their chest, but he was so. We had hacked the problem.Jessica, too, stabilised at 60 inches. We seemed to have things under control. A little late, but better late than never. We were congratulating ourselves on our success when the phone rang.Jessica looked at me. "It's for you," she said, tossing me the receiver. I caught it deftly. "It's a Mrs Sargent," she said, and my heart fell through the floorboards, followed closely by my entrails.Mrs Sargent had hidden the coffee, but the girls had gone out and bought another. Then I slowly started removing her dress. After stripping she was on left with bra and panties having a quite ashamed look.I moved towards her picked her up and took her to my parent’s room, because I knew I could find condoms there.I threw her on the bed and removed my t-shirt. I jumped on her and started smooching her and slowly caressing her boobs which felt quite soft. She also started kissing me back. I removed her panty and boobs and her panties and there she lay naked in front of me.I. I grimaced as his skin passed over the fresh bruise on my cheeck. He didn't seem to notice."Get down on your knees," he ordered. Once I was on the ground, he spoke again, in that deep voice of his that made me undeniable hot and sent a chill down my spine. "Get my dick out."I fumbled for a moment on the button of his jeans, causing him to impatiently reach down and do it himself. I managed to get them down to his ankles. It seemed that the moment I tugged at his plaid boxers, his hard pole.