"I really can't" Fred said as she left, 'Man, this is weird, and, ah, my back' She/He thought, Fred was not used to his large breasts. 'What am I going to do. Wait, this is a dream, it has to be, i know, i'll pinch myself.' She thought, but it didn't work. Just then, a young man by the name of Rick Adsem walked up to her, and kissed her on the lips."What the hell was that." Fred yelled at the stranger. "Its me, your boyfriend, i was coming over tonight, for dinner, remember?" "Oh, yeah," She/He lied, and left. Luckily, Jill had her adress on her card, and Fred was tired, all he wanted to do was take a shower and get to bed. Jill lived in an apartment, the walls in her house were pink and purple, and reeked of perfume, the medicine cabinent was large, but mostly filled with make-up, she had a large TV, with cable, and a small diningroom, fit for 2. Fred took a shower, not looking at his body, forgeting about the incident, his Breasts, his pussy, his date, his boyfriend, until he saw himself. He felt his breast, it was big and firm, and real, he reached for his balls but hit his pussy, he then remembered the date, and found Jill had been plannig it, so, Fred put on a good fitting bra, some panties, a nice dress, and did his best with make-up. "I cant beleive im doing this," She said then she answered the doors