She seldom wore the thing when we played our exciting games, and she had outgrown this one I'm sure."Yeah," she sighed, "I do, don't I? Oh, that's so ...ice. You're such a good brother. I took a couple of pictures in uniform, sent them out and already got responses." She lay back and I climbed halfway atop her, my knee in her hairless groin, pressing and rubbing, and switched my attention to her other globular mound with its rose-bud tit. She was fourteen and she wore a 32C bra and overfilled it;. My girlish clothes were changing with my body this time,however, and the transformation was much faster. I was back to my oldself."Thankyouthankyouthankyou!" I said, hugging her, "Oh God I was soworried that I was going crazy!"Satori smiled, and suddenly I felt myself shrinking again. Thetransformation went as fast this time as when I changed back to normal.In mere minutes I found myself a girl again, wearing the school'sathletic wear. Really small shorts that allowed the girls freedom. It was only when I received a substantial cheque from the other driver's insurance that I'd started to ease off a bit at work and start spending time down there whilst doing what I could in the way of restoration work. I'd been having lunch one Sunday in the local pub when I got chatting to a near neighbour who knew my parents and had seen me working on it. He asked if I was doing it up to sell it and when I replied that I hadn't really thought about it, he laughed and said that as they were. His cousin had to pester him into going. He didn't want to go. I didn't really expect much from this party, either. As he held me and danced with me, I could both see and feel what a big thick hard bulge in his pants, At that moment, neither of us regretted going to this “nothing” dance.At the end of the dance, I didn't want him to leave, I didn’t want to leave him. So I invited him over to my place. It was fun to unzip him for the very first time, and to just look at and hold his BBBC. When.