“The date on you entry is wrong, its 2015 dumbo”, she said with a smile. “Then please correct it madam”, I said to her. She wasn’t the best ...looking woman in office but God did she have a figure of a sex goddess. We sat next to each other and I spent half my day just talking to this babe, just to catch a glimpse of her huge melons. Her name was Trisha, a young woman of 24, recently married and the woman of my fantasies. She had flesh in the right places and boobs surely 36 in size with other. My wife, Sherri,was blissfully unaware of my "hobby", though I thought of it as more ofa passion. It was a passion that had been with me all my life. Eversince I was a young child, I had admired the beauty of femininity. Thatadmiration manifested itself both as a sexual attraction to glamorouswomen but also as a desire to appear as one or, in my heart, to live asone. I never believed that I was one, nor desired to become one viasexual reassignment surgery. I was actually quite fond of my. “You really are a professional.” , he said with a satisfied sigh.I shot up and scrambled toward the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and did what I could fix my makeup and keep myself from throwing up. I looked like a porn star i’ve just finished sucking off of football. I hurry downstairs where I found rock and his father just coming in from the deck. “Oh Melissa, you don’t look so good. You’re pale as a ghost and quite sweaty.”“I’m sorry Veronica but I’m really not well I need to. It only hung about an inch or so below my crotch. My breasts were clearly visible and stuck out proudly. My nipples were hard as rocks and sticking out about three-quarters of an inch from my areolas.Gary whistled almost involuntarily."GOD you look so great Kate. I never knew how large your ti... breasts were. You are a walking wet dream, and I mean that. I can't believe that we are going to do this." Yeah? Well you better believe it Gary, you are my test subject and if I say 'school' what do.