RANSVESTIA

“Ohhh darling!" she said as she came nearer and cupped both of them in her hands. "They are so real looking. How did he attach them? How do you get them off?"

They were tender to her touch, and I backed off from her a step and said: "They don't come off, Debby. He said they stay until we gradu- ate from college, along with the other things."

“You mean there's more?" A look of amazement covered her face. "What else could he do?”

I turned my body which was yet clad in skirt and underthings. “See anything that looks different about me anywhere else? There is something which you should be able to see."

It took her a moment or two and then she realized what it was.

"That isn't just padding at the hips and seat?" As I nodded in the negative she pulled up the skirt and slip, feeling the flesh that had made my hips and buttocks rounded and feminine. "Do you know how he did it?” she asked.

"I was knocked out by a shot." I answered. "When I came to, it was all done.”

"Anything else?"

"Yes... but I hate to tell you what it is.”

"Well, I want to know," she demanded.

"He said I wouldn't have to worry about my breaking my word to him concerning us having relations. That I wouldn't be able to do anything until he returned me to myself." I still didn't know what he had done, and was afraid to look.

"Debby! Jennifer!" her Daddy's booming voice called, "We must hurry to the cafeteria or they will be closed. Come on girls, you can talk later."

It took us a few minutes to get dressed for dinner and I had soon for- gotten entirely the events which had transpired, in the excitement of just

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