Manhattan Miracle
“Careful not to wake Brad, I eased out of bed. Naked from the night's sexy antics, I pranced into the bathroom, thinking shower. After reaching in and turning the valves, I went to the vanity to brush my teeth while the shower warmed up. The image in the vanity mirror drew my attention. I stepped up to the cabinet and stared. Today was the sixth day I woke up as a woman. Will I ever get used to the idea of seeing myself as a woman?
I scrutinized my reflection. I studied my/Ginger's sexily me...ssed up, blonde hair and gorgeous face. Then I lowered my gaze to my/her long lissome form. Breasts! I have breasts! Up high and proud on my/her chest were two perfectly shaped 36C natural breasts. I cupped each boob and lifted them up. Studying myself in the mirror, I lowered my chin and stretched my tongue toward my right breast. Almost. One measly inch separated the tip of my nipple and my outstretched tongue.
I re-cupped and began to knead these wondrous objects—breasts—teasing the nipples with my thumbs.MoreLess
I scrutinized my reflection. I studied my/Ginger's sexily me...ssed up, blonde hair and gorgeous face. Then I lowered my gaze to my/her long lissome form. Breasts! I have breasts! Up high and proud on my/her chest were two perfectly shaped 36C natural breasts. I cupped each boob and lifted them up. Studying myself in the mirror, I lowered my chin and stretched my tongue toward my right breast. Almost. One measly inch separated the tip of my nipple and my outstretched tongue.
I re-cupped and began to knead these wondrous objects—breasts—teasing the nipples with my thumbs.MoreLess
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