But I didn't want to believe it. Ithen turned to where I knew the bathroom was and made my way to it.As I was walking the two globes on my chest were... bouncing around andtugging on me but just slightly. Finally I had reached the bathroom andwalked in towards the sinks. I looked into the mirror and let out loudscream but instead of a deep rumble, it was a high-pitched whine thatwas more like a screech.The reflection was not mine. It was my clothing in it, but not me. Itwas a chick! She had. She inhales then exhales and finally opens her eyes to look at me. “Okay, let’s go.” She grabs her bag from inside her car and closed the door. We were walking towards our class hand in hand and as usual, we walk past a group of guys. Jenny moves in closer to me and I wrap my arm around her shoulders. One guy in particular, Jacob, every single morning that we passed by he always looked at us, or at Jenny. It pissed me off. Did he not see that she had a man by her side already? He looked at me. Which made her touches feel even more intrusive in hindsight. Strangely, the others didn’t seem surprised. Maybe I was a bit naive. But it was her turn now, and she picked the top card to ask Mandy. “How often do you masturbate?” Now everyone was staring at Mandy, and her cheeks started to glow. But she, like Naomi, opted for truth. “Once a day,” she said meekly, her eyes closed, “sometimes twice.” Jen and Naomi giggled, and Liz whispered something under her voice that sounded suspiciously like. "You can't get enough of daddys cock can't you?" He grunted as he poundedhis hips against mine. Each thrust sent my tits swinging back and forth,a sensation that made rocked me into several mini orgasms. I couldn'tbelieve how sensitive my new body was!"Oh God! Daddy! Fuck me!" I groaned as I arched my back and rocked mybody back against his cock, matching each one of his thrusts. It didn'ttake long before daddy was cumming again. This time daddy shot hiscomplete load inside me.The resulting.