"Are you in there?" I heard a familiar voice as the door opened. My friend Mark was standing in it his face showed he had seen something unbelievable. He had come to play games with me. It was a Sunday and my parents and siblings were not home the whole day. "What are you doing?" He asks me. "This is not as it looks like." I tried to defend myself still holding my breasts and my dick hanging out of my pants. "Some times I thought you were odd, but getting breast implants, you are sick." He turned around and started to walk out. I stood up and tried to stop him. My breasts bounced as I was running and I loosed balance. Mark saw this from the corner of his eye and tried to catch me. "Ohh." I let out a moan as he caught me squeezing my breasts. He squeezed them a few times more and more moans came out of my mouth. Squeezing my breasts was feeling good, but having them get squeezed was feeling better. "They feel real, implants would be stiff but yours are soft." He said and squeezed them more before he toke his hands of them. "Sorry, Brian (your name), I don´t know what came over me." I looked at him still wanting more of this feeling but controlling my lust.
I told him the story as we sat on the bed me covering my breasts with the cover and he got big eyes. "So you are becoming a girl?" He asked to confirm. "Yes, and these breast are the first step." "Than you should learn things a girl does." His eyes shined and I didn´t like it.
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