I moaned as the silky nylon fabric brushed my raging hard on."These will do," she said. And then she proceed to dress me in the hose. I knew how to do... it, but she patiently explained what she was doing. "So you can do it yourself next time." she said. Soon I was dressed in white silky pantyhose and my dick was never harder in my life. "Now what shall I wear?' my wife said next. "I know." Then she took off all her clothes and put on a pair of white suspender hose, with open crotch and ass, and a. Well the next day I got up and analyzed the data taken from my grandfather'sformula and what I found was that the formula had actually re-written mygenetic code causing me to become a woman. I calculated an idea of when shewould be back only to discover she would be back in approximately 5 minutes.I had to get to my sister's room and get some more of her clothing so Icould have some things to change into once I transformed. Turning off mycomputer, I Hurried upstairs. Just as I was closing the. Aur maine uska gown utarwaa liya aur bra nikaala aur uske bufs ko apne mu me liya aur chusna chalu kiya woh chillayi aur aawesh me mai kuch jyaada hi zor se chusne laga,Aur pucha kya dudh nikalata hai isme se woh sharmaayi aur boli babuji chee chee,baju ke table par malai dudh se bhari glass thi,maine usme se malai nikali aur uske bufs ke chuse pe rakhi woh boli yeh kya kar rahe ho mai use chusne laga aur kaha yeh dudh kaa mazaa aaya aur jor se dabane lagaPhir uski panty utaari aur aur uski. She was smart, beautiful, famous, successfull and from what you imagined probably beloved by everyone.Thinking about her you get undressed and lay out your pyjamas beside you, before you slip under your blanket. You sigh in exhaustion and disappointment as you could still hear your family celebrating the achievements of your older sister. You let your hands trace over your body and slip between your legs. You imagined it were her hands. 'I wonder how her hands feel on me, her skin is probably.