I tried it again and again. Put it on; the boobs appeared. Take itoff; the boobs disappeared. Then I thought of something: what else wastransformed......?I felt down between my legs. No such luck. The old male parts were stillthere, bra or no bra.Then I had an idea. I plucked up my courage and went out and actuallybought four of these miraculous bras, in a size to fit me. When I got themhome, I tried each of them on. Yep, they worked. Bra, boobs. No bra, noboobs.I carefully cut three of. We have to go claim our dinner reservation or we’ll lose it.’ ‘I’m not hungry,’ I objected, pressing his hand to me so that my vaginal fluids oozed up between our fingers. ‘Could have fooled me,’ he said, leaning down to kiss me and share with me the pungent taste of excited pussy. I opened his mouth with my tongue and lapped up the slick goodness inside. He stood and adjusted his tie in the mirror. He smiled as he looked down at me, lying on the bed with my wedding dress hiked up over my waist. HOW MUCH?"I felt so embarressed. I blushed, smiled, and let out an awkward nervous laugh. I knew that I had to overcome my awkwardness and embarrassment to complete the dare. I then stood up from the bench, walked up to the man's passenger side window, and said in a silky, sexy, and soft voice, "Today's your lucky day baby. Fucking me is on the house tonight."The guy couldn't believe what he heard. He quickly unlocked the passenger side door and demanded that I get in his truck. Once I got in. On the early summer day in question, I proceeded immediately to my roomafter arriving home from school. After removing all my clothes, Ipulled on an over-sized red t-shirt, then entered my mother's room andsnatched a pair of black, sheer-to-waist Leggs sheer energy hose fromher top dresser drawer. Back in my room, I sat on the edge of my bedand carefully slid my mother's hose up my legs, alternating from oneleg to the other until my lower body from toe to waist was comfortablyencased in nylon..