The assistant was waiting for them at the jeweller's. He handed the box to Tim."You might like to check it for size, sir," he smiled.Tim smiled back a...nd handed over his card. He opened the box, took out the ring and took Wendy's left hand. He slipped the ring onto her finger, lifted her hand to his lips and kissed it."Too late to change your mind now, my love," he said."Not a hope in a million years," she replied gazing at the ring. She looked up, flung her arms round his neck and kissed him,. . ." she started. "Please Karen, stop now please . . ." Alan began to cry as he dropped to his knees. "I wish that you only wanted to wear sexy girl's clothes for the rest of your life." Alan's mind began to betray him as thoughts of which outfits would show off his assets ran through his mind. "I wish that your breasts were C cups." Alan's chest inflated to fill his new bra. He was simply sobbing, sitting with his legs opened on the floor. "I wish that your legs and feet would become. I tossed the shirt to the ground and paused for a moment when I noticed Krista eyeing my body. For a second, I felt a wave of self-consciousness, but then I noticed that her eyes lingered on my breasts, before darting away quickly. Krista and I both had a 34C cup and would often joke that we could share bras. I looked down and remembered I was wearing a cotton bra that wouldn't sit well under this dress. "I have to find the right bra to wear under this," I said."Pfft. You don't need one with. In bed that night, we kissed, kissed and then kissed some more. Withsweetness and tenderness, but also with a yearning for something way morecarnal. At some point, Mustapha's cock reached a level of hardness thatalmost hurt him. The base was rock hard, the veins in it were throbbingand his head was dripping with precum. He said nothing, but I knew what Ihad to do. I reached down to his crotch, opened my mouth as wide as Icould and engulfed his glans in it. I started sucking, first.