I playfully grabbed her ankle and gave it a tug. She kicked loose and laughed as I fell back in the water. The beer had taken its affect on both of us.... I had a slight buzz and I was pretty sure Samantha did as well. “Do you have a tongue piecing?” I asked, taking note of Samantha’s oral jewelry. Samantha stuck out her tongue and wiggled it back and forth. “You shouldn’t tease like that,” I remarked. Samantha laughed. “What?” she asked, with a mischievous smile, “You can’t handle it?” “Oh, I. All the way to the hotel the visualization of a penis that looked like her husband’s, but was as large as Robert’s kept pushing themselves to the surface of her thoughts. In spite of the guilt and self-condemnation she was getting horny thinking about the old man large manhood being forced into her tiny pussy. She took a hot shower as soon as she got back to the hotel. Her nipples were more erect than ever and she turned the hot water offf in an attemp to reduce the fire in her body.. Rather, I was wearing some old pink T-shirt, with a heart on it. Wait, my chest seems larger than it normallyis. I put my hand on my body, and realized my breasts were slightlylarger. I went to the mirror, and... well, I won't beat around the bush, Iwas a girl. A relatively attractive one, too. Darkish blonde hair, brightblue eyes, a thin stomach. My face obviously had no shaving leftovers onit, and was thus cleaner and rounder looking. I looked very different frombefore. Hell, I looked a lot. I said “jijaji I also felt like this. Tonight is our honeymoon. I want to give you my virginity”. Hearing this he was very happy. He said “if you want to be my women then first wear dress like women”. I was eager to do anything for him. He gave me the Salwar and Kurta of my sister. I wore it and I went to his bedroom where my sister’ dressing table was. In between he went to take bath and I started applying powder on my face. I applied red lipstick on my lips and sat on bed. I took the jar of.