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Pat was in a daydream as he prepared for his date.

real breasts like a girl.

He got out of the tub and stood in front of the mirror sensing that his figure somehow seemed more rounded. Even his face and skin seemed clear and delicate. He turned around and looked at his rear reflection in the mirror. The slimmer had done its job. His small waist now flared into girlish hips. He slipped into a lacy pair of pink panties. Denise walked in without knocking. She stared for a second and said, “I didn't realize you had such a girlish figure without the slimmer. Mom and dad are gone, come over to the bed I want to talk to you."

Pat shyly sat next to her on the bed, clad only in the pink panties. Denise slipped her hand into his panties and said, "You're poor little man, crushed in your panties. Good

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thing it isn't bigger. It might show. You have to keep it totally under control. Your date's hand might quickly stray and then disaster." Then her hand found his swollen sensitive nipples. "These are very gratifying, too bad they aren't bigger. I've got a bust developer you could use, it might help a little. She put his hand on her breast. Wouldn't you like to have breasts like these." They made love.

The next day Pat couldn't get his mind off his doubledate with David. He didn't want to go. He had to stand up to Denise and her mother. But his personality was changing, his self assertion disappearing and his need for protection lately made him feel so submissive and passive. All these changes in such a short time. While washing the lunch dishes, his thoughts were on David and that he had agreed to have a date with him. He even allowed his wife to go out with David's friend Mike.

David seemed a pleasant fellow, one who could make a good friend. He was rationalizing again. There was a difference, he knew between having a friend as a boy and having one now as a girl and he had better admit the variance. He became even more uncomfortable as he remembered how David had looked at him. Yes, there was a difference, a large difference. He blushed at the thought. Denise saw him in thought and said, “Thinking about your latest flame, Patti?"

Pat became completely red in the face. She had hit the nail on the head and there was no denying it. Finally he nodded shyly, "I shouldn't be going out with men...it's not right."

"You don't have to be afraid, Pat," Denise smiled. "It's normal for a dazzling girl like you, who's out on her first date with an older man. Older men treat sweet young girls like you as candy. They carry it around in their pocket for a while to make it warm, then play with the wrapper and finally nibble on the sweet inside."

Pat was in a daydream as he and Denise prepared for their dates. He watched Diane curl her hair for her date, a date with another man. Pat was getting jealous until Diane put hot curlers in his hair. How could he be jealous, he too was being prettily prepared for a male date. They did their