. ‘The center of what?’ I asked myself, as I noticed my breasts begin to grow from my chest. The flashing ceased. The lights dimmed and I stood th...ere sweating, transformed. After admiring myself I remembered my onlooker. He was as as fascinated by my new body as I seemed to be. I then saw him in a way I had never seen a man before. His muscular forearms made me feel weak. His thighs reminded me of concrete pillars, the strength of which made me feel week and helpless, and finally, as I turned. She was looking a sex goddess but the problem was though she was moving around with me I had to maintain a distance. Touching or holding hands or any such action could have ruined my plans. I asked her what she would like to do, she pointed towards the theatre and ohh my my it was a good day for me.The show that was going to start was of ‘GRAND MASTI’ . The theatre was almost empty then too I took the corner seat that too where I knew becomes completely dark during the show. As we were going to. At this point, I'm starting to sweat, I know where this is going and that I shouldn't be doing this but my daughter was SO sexy and these feeling that I had for her were so repressed...Her eyes were still closed but she started moving my hand up her thighs to where I was just barely under her skirt. I couldn't stop. I slowly kept my hand moving up her thighs, feeling that smooth skin, noting how soft it was from the creamy lotion that she put on her legs after shaving them each day. I was. What happened must be very confusing. Just remember, when you’re with me, you never have to do anything you don’t want to do.’ ‘Hopefully, we’ll talk more very soon,’ he said as he opened the front door and I hurried out. I was embarrassed by my actions that night. How could I have let him touch me like that, how could I have enjoyed the feel of his hands as much as I had? Of course, I had let a couple of boys that I liked at school finger me, but I rarely had cum and certainly had never felt.