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The Mansion of Zedd - Tina's Box I opened the box I'd found, wondering if there would be anything valuable in it or not. Probably not considering where I'd found it to begin with. The old house just outside of town, though everyone else referred to it as a mansion, was kind of run down and abandoned. No one not even realestate agents ever went there because it was haunted or something. It was about the size of a small hotel I guess, but with lots of that old type architecture I'd studied in drafting class. My idea of a mansion was altogether different but who was I gonna argue that with? My name's Tim and I live in a small town with roughly 75% of the population beautiful girls. And I'm not complaining! I'm only 17 now but in another year when I graduate high school, I'd be able to freely ask any of the hotties I see all the time out for a date! They were all over the place, too! There was Cindi at the only hotel in town, Candy at the theater, Suzette at the oil change shop, and Brittany at the library! I could go on and on, too! Funny thing was, there didn't seem to be any good looking girls in school! It dawned on my young sex filled mind that if I wanted a hottie like Bambi down at the police station I'd have to wait till I graduated, because none of them wanted to date a kid still in high school! And you could tell they really wanted someone to date, too! I'd actually seen a couple girls together making out with each other while simutaneously complaining about not having a boyfriend to fuck! That was a day of enlightenment for me! The day I'd discovered that an average guy like me could score a world class girlfriend, and keep her! I had my eye on Lisa at the roadside diner on the edge of town for a while now, hoping that no one would claim her before I got free of school. She was a redhead with huge tits and an ass that begged to be grabbed and fucked hard! And I was up for that! Many a times I'd spent climaxing in my bed to the images I'd idelibly burnt into my brain! Every chance I'd had to get out there just to get a peak at her in the kitchen cooking burgers and stuff, bending over so erotically, licking the spatula like it was a cock! And she wore so little, too! A mockery of a kitchen apron over a little summer dress so short that her bulging ass was half visible and her huge, quivering braless tits bouncing around like they wanted to just burst off those buttons down the front of her dress at any moment! I saw her fuck a door knob with her ass once! I'd gotten in at the end of the dinner rush and slipped into the kitchen when no one was looking, taking my usual spot in the food pantry. It had a little window that was so dirty you couldn't see in, except the little spot I'd cleaned for myself. She was moaning like a real slut one day and I could tell she really needed some sexual attention! She couldn't keep her hands off herself, always squeezing her tits, pulling on her fat nipples, or grabbing her big soft ass, sometimes with both hands! When she did that she'd often moan loudly and bite her plump lower lip like she was getting fucked! Anyway, she had on another short summer dress that evening. Her hands were squeezing her ass almost constantly! She then had this kind of wide-eyed look about her, like she just thought of something real good. She walked over to the pantry door, the one I was hiding behind, pulled her panties off to the side and mounted her big, soft ass right onto the doorknob! I had a front row seat and could almost feel the instant the doorknob 'popped' into her tight ass, making her cum instantly, screaming and grabbing her huge tits hard until the dress ripped open! There she was on the other side of the door from me, bent over and rythmically thumping against the door, her big, plump ass jiggling and bouncing erotically! Her hands were squeezing her huge, hanging tits while she kept moaning and screaming through one orgasm after another! She fucked that doorknob for several minutes and seemingly cumming the whole time, too! I don't mind telling you I also had a good time watching and hearing my wet dream acting like that! She was my dream girl and I couldn't wait to be done with high school so I could be that doorknob! So why was I up at the old Mansion? One of my friends had told me that he knew a guy that had a friend who had gone up there and had seen a bunch of weird stuff. And girls! Evidently there was a rumor that really sexy, beautiful girls liked to hang out at the old place, and that they were really horny, too! Maybe that's where Lisa liked to go when she wasn't fucking doorknobs! The thought made me laugh. And after I was through laughing, I sped up there as soon as I was able! I had gone up by myself, just to see if there was anything to what people were saying, but I didn't see anything out of the ordinary from the outside. I was pretty dissappointed as I was eager to see some tit. Poking around, I'd found a side door that wasn't locked and made my way inside. It was really dark and spooky, and I had to remind myself there wasn't any such thing as ghosts, but there was the possibility of someone else poking around. I could still get hurt or into trouble if I got caught so I had to be careful. The room I was in seemed to be something like an office with a big oaken desk and comfortable leather chair. There were shelves with all sorts of dusty things all on one wall, and a globe sitting in the middle of the room. I wondered why there was still stuff in there! Maybe the whole place was still furnished? And if so, maybe I could find something worth selling for a few bucks? It didn't take me long to find the box. The bottom of the desk drawer made a click when I slid it open all the way, which made a panel in the wall pop open an inch. Intrigued, I stepped closer and pulled it open all the way to reveal a small cubicle. Inside was a table with a small wooden box sitting on it. Obviously this could be worth something so I took it and left the place before someone saw me. Besides, I couldn't put my finger on it, but something was really creepy about the place. The whole time I was there it felt like I was being watched. On my way back I studied the box as best I could in the dim light of the moon. It was a plain oaken box with no carvings or decorations of any kind with a simple catch on the lid, easy to open. It certainly didn't look like much so why was it in that small room by itself? I wanted to open it right then but forced myself to wait till I got back to my room where I could easily see. I didn't want to drop anything in the dark and possibly lose something valuable just because I was anxious. I told my Dad I was going to bed and went into my room, shutting my door. I didn't want any interuptions. Finally, I set the box on my bed and undid the catch, lifting the lid slowly. Inside was a bundle of white lace! I picked it up, feeling something wrapped in it, and slowly revealed my prize. It was a bra! I looked inside the box for anything else but found nothing! A bra! I went all the way up there to that stupid house, committed a crime by going in and stealing, and all I got was a stupid bra! Dissappointed, I undressed down to my underwear and pulled my blankets down. I had to put the box somewhere so shoved the lace into it and scooted it under my bed. I picked up the bra and looked around, trying to fathom where to put it so Dad wouldn't find it right away. Well, the trash can was as good a place as any. I would just have to remember to throw the trash out myself so he wouldn't see it. I started to throw it in the trash then hesitated, caught by something intriguing. The blue satin of the cups shimmered eerily, as if the thing was magical! I looked at it closer, feeling the smooth material between my fingers and brushing the lace trim on the cups. Then I realized something that was going to change my mind about throwing it away! It was huge! I held the bra up by the wide lace straps and gazed upon two of the biggest satin cups I'd ever seen in my life! I didn't know what size it was, only what I learned in catalogs and what my friends had always bragged about, but was sure this was the biggest bra in town! I checked the tag to see what size it was. What I read made my head spin with images of huge bouncing breasts! The tag read 36 KK and had the name Tina scribbled on it with a pen! This colossal bra belonged to a girl named Tina! "Man, what I wouldn't give to see Tina in this thing!" I whispered. I gazed upon it, imagining beautiful women dancing around, their huge breasts bouncing and shaking, jiggling and swaying almost to an uncontrollable state. Then Lisa came to my mind. I began to wonder if Lisa would be able to wear such a bra as this. Lisa was huge alright, but was she this huge? A 36 KK cup satin bra? I began to wonder just how big Lisa's breasts were! What would she think if I gave her this bra? Better yet, what would she think if I gave it to her and it didn't fit? But what if it was too small? I began sweating imagining Lisa's big breasts bulging over the satin cups of the bra, threatening to burst the straps and bend the five eye hooks in back! My cock was so hard I was about to burst through my underwear! I had to masturbate right then and quickly pulled my briefs down to relieve my aching cock! It felt like I was about to shoot a huge load without even touching it! I mashed the bra to my face inhalingTina's scent, imagining the ginormous breasts were smothering my face as I jerked myself off! It didn't take long. I lay on my bed sexually satisfied for the moment, an icky mess across my belly and hand, and idly wondered what would happen if Dad had walked in on me. But didn't all kids do this? I sat up to begin cleaning myself when I realized the bra was lying across my chest, as if I were wearing it. Smirking, I wondered what I would look like if I had huge boobs like that and slipped the straps over my shoulders. I reached behind me to try and hold the straps together when I heard the strangest thing. Click! Click! Click! Click! Click! I could feel the bra tighten around my chest suddenly and began to panic! What if Dad walked in right at this precise moment?! I tried to unsnap the eyehooks but couldn't get my arms to bend that way! It seemed the bra was really snug against my skin leaving me little to no room to work the snaps. I twisted this way and that but couldn't manage it. I stood in front of the mirror and looked at the most ridiculous sight ever! Here I was a 17 year old boy wearing a sexy satin bra with oversized cups hanging off my chest like deflated balloons! "You still awake?" My Dad called from behind the door! I didn't have time to do anything and just grabbed a flannel pajama shirt laying on the ground and slipped it on, quickly buttoning the buttons before he turned the doorknob! "Uh, yeah ... Dad. Just give me a moment here." I finished buttoning the shirt feeling the grasp of the bra around my chest and wondered if he'd be able to see anything. I quickly slipped the pajama pants on not wanting my Dad to see me in my underwear. At that instant my Dad opened the door and poked his head in. "Hey, son. I was going down to the pub tonight and meet Jack for a couple beers. Are you going to be okay by yourself for a while?" I brushed the shirt down making sure it was okay, feeling the bra beneath, and quickly nodded feeling nervous and embarrassed. "Of course I'll be okay. Geez, how old do you think I am, anyway?" I tried to look bored and turned toward my desk where my school books were. "I know you're old enough, son. I just wanted to make sure. Okay?" He smiled then, that same old smile that seemed to disarm a temper. It didn't seem like he noticed anything odd so I relaxed a little. "Yeah, okay. I think I'm just going to bed anyway." He was a cool Dad and it made me feel bad when I was a smart ass. If Mom hadn't left us we'd be a whole family, instead of just Dad and me. In a way I stopped caring about that a while back. Dad was fun and made sure I did my chores and homework, so I couldn't complain. I had some friends that wished my Dad was theirs, too, so I must have a cool Dad. I knew he loved me. I needed to go easy and appreciate him more. "Hey, Dad. I'm sorry if I snapped at you." He smiled even broader letting me know without saying a word that he loved me. "No prob, kiddo. Hey, do you want me to bring you back anything?" I laughed, feeling a little more comfortable and momentarily forgetting the bra I had strapped around my chest. "Ha! Yeah like what? You gonna bring me back a beer or something?" I laughed then. "Yeah, right. No, I was thinking that cute waitress that started last week. You know, the one with the ample bottom and the cute eyes that you seemed to like a lot last time you were there helping out Sam?" How could I forget? But one look in my Dad's eyes revealed he was making a joke. Well of course he was. What would a woman like that have anything to do with a highschooler? "Heh, nice one. Maybe when I graduate I'll ask her out." "You do that. You never know what you can do until you try." I nodded in agreement. Dad was always saying things like that. "Thanks, Dad. Have a good time and don't worry about me. I can take care of myself." He nodded once and smiled. "Alright then. Good night, Tina." A shudder ran thru me when he said that name, making me almost gasp from the sensation of it! "Uh... what did you call me?" He couldn't know, could he? "Tina?" Another shudder ran thru me, this time I could feel a difference in everything, as if I Had changed somewhat! But in what way?! "M,my name's not Tina." Yet another shudder ran thru me, this time a lock of hair fell into my eyes causing me to brush it back girlishly! The bra suddenly didn't feel so tight anymore! "If not Tina," Another shudder! "Then what would you like me to call you?" He grinned impishly, showing every inch a Father's patience. "Uh, I really like... Tim?" I didn't know what had come over my Dad calling me Tina, but I was beginning to suspect something really weird, and it wasn't because of my Dad! "Tim?" He genuinely looked confused for a second before looking at me with some scrutiny. I knew that look from when I had got caught smoking some weed with my friends then stupidly lied about it. He began shaking his head then. "No. Sorry, son. Your Mother and I decided on Tina...' Another shudder ran thru me and I could feel the floor get closer as I shrunk!! '... and that's what we're gonna stick with for now." He began to close the door then paused, "You're not having someone over tonight, are you?" I shook my head vigorously causing a lock of long brown hair to fall into my eyes again! I quickly brushed it back behind my ear. "Good night." Did Dad notice the bra underneath my pajama shirt? And what was all the weird tingles and stuff I felt when I heard the name Tina? And why was my hair suddenly so long? I went into the bathroom to see if there was something really weird or different about me. I gasped at the sight of a full head of long brown wavy curls that flowed down just past my shouders! I had girl's hair!! And I was shorter! What else was different about me? I studied my face, detecting a finer jawline, a pair of lips that were just a bit too full and pouty, and eyes that seemed larger and more expressive, all in all making my face a bit more feminine looking than before! Was my body changing, too? I turned this way and that and could see my hips seemed just a bit wider than before while my waist was slightly thinner, which gave me a decidely more feminine look! What else was different? I cringed when my hands started to open my pajama bottoms, afraid I would find I was now a girl 'down there.' I sighed with relief, at least for now. I felt some weird shudder tingle thing everytime I heard the name Tina! Obviously I was changing more into a girl with every utterance of that name! But why? It had to be that bra! There was the name 'Tina' printed on the tag! Could it be people just magically saw me as Tina because I was wearing her bra, and when I heard the name I changed more and more into her? It had to be that! I couldn't think of anything else and had no one else to talk to, unless I called someone. But who could I call? Did I even want to let someone else know what was happening? No. I didn't. The embarrassment would be too great to endure. The town was way too small for something like this, and I'd have to leave. I would just take it off and hopefully I would revert back to normal. I shrugged off my pajama top but caught my reflection in my dresser mirror seeing a slim attractive if somewhat androgynous looking person wearing a very large sexy bra! My fingers lightly caressed the satin cups, grazing the larger more sensitive nipples beneath , making me moan with sudden arousal! It almost looked like there was a hot chick feeling herself up in my room! If only she had larger tits, she'd really be sexy! But I needed to take this damn bra off before it changed me too much! I reached behind me again and again but failed to undo the hooks. What was wrong with this thing? Why couldn't I just undo the hooks? I tried slipping the straps down off my shoulders and discovered I couldn't get them past my elbows! The band itself just would not come off my body which prevented the straps from coming down any further! I would just cut the thing off me! I walked over to my desk and pulled out a pair of scissors and proceeded to try and cut the straps. I wasn't surprised it wouldn't let me do that either. I tried various spots cutting here and there, just trying to demolish the thing enough that it would lose its magic, but to no avail. I was stuck wearing this oversized tit sling! So I would have to avoid people calling me Tina, since that's what changes me. Which means I'd have to stay here and not go to school, not see anyone, ever. No, that wasn't going to work either. Dad was already calling me Tina, seeing me as his daughter now I guess. I needed someone to help me, someone who could accept what was happening. I racked my brains trying to think of someone when the phone rang in the other room. Dad was gone so I could answer it without him saying my name! Wait, not my real name, but the magic name. I was starting to get confused now! I opened the door and made it to the telephone picking the the receiver with a little bit of trepidation. "Hello?" I said, wondering who would be calling at 11 oclock at night. "Hey, Tina! What are you doing?" I shuddered as I felt my ass swell just a little bit and saw my chest grow two small bumps! But I recognized who it was right away. "Ben. Hey, man. What's up?" I didn't think Ben was the right friend to help me as he was always hitting on every girl around him, earning him the nickname 'hard on.' "Me and a couple guys are going over to the lake tonight. There's supose to be a wild party there. Interested?" That's all I needed was to walk into a group of a hundred people who knew me as Tim and start calling me Tina! "No. I'm gonna pass tonight. I'm just not up to it." It even sounded lame to my ears! "Aww, c'mon Tina!" There was that feeling again and I watched as my bumps became more prominent and pushed out another inch! I needed to get rid of Ben and work on an idea of how to get out of from under this curse. "Nope, sorry. Can't tonight. I'm ... going over to the old mansion and looking around." Actually that's not a bad idea! I got this thing from there, so maybe I could just return it! Maybe that was the key! Just return the item back to where I found it! "Are you crazy? That place is haunted! Why would you do that?" "It's not haunted. Who told you that? I'm just gonna look around and see what might be left behind. Maybe there's still stuff inside?" In fact, I knew for a fact there was still stuff inside. "I don't know, man. You want me to come with you?" That was an interesting idea but the thought of Ben hitting on me just because he saw me as a girl wanted to make me puke. "No. I'm doing this by myself. In and out is my plan. In fact, I'd probably be done before you even got your fat ass out there." That should accomplish what I wanted. Ben hated being reminded of his weight issues. "Hey, stand back. Why are you being such an ass? I called you up to invite you to a party, remember?" "Yeah, thanks. I can't make that party, so go have a good time. I'll talk with you tomorrow and tell you what I find. Okay?" I heard him exhale in aggravation. "Fine. I want to know exactly what you find. You can buy me lunch tomorrow, too." "Okay. I'll do that. Bye Ben." As soon as I said that I realized I invited him to say goodbye using my name, but couldn't hang up the phone quick enough! "Bye Tina. OH Wait!" The bumps swelled out larger and rounder and gave me the unmistakable apperance of having breasts! My hair again flowed into my eyes even longer than before. I was getting angry with Ben! "What!" I snapped, brushing a thick lock of hair behind my ear. It didn't stay and fell into my eyes again. "Leonard found out there's a new girl going to school tomorrow, and she's hot!" "Okay." I didn't really care about a new girl. Right now I couldn't care less about anything but getting rid of this curse before I became Tina all the way. "He thinks she'll be in our class and, get this. Her name is Tina, too!" I looked down and saw my breasts protrude out another inch and could feel tightness in my underwear as my ass swelled bigger! "I really don't care right now. I've got things to do." "Okay, okay. It's just funny both your names are Tina. We've got three Tina's in school now, counting the Tina in Robert's class." Arrrrgh! I slammed the phone down feeling my swelling breasts jiggle when I did! I could feel the changes as they came over my entire body, some swelling here, shrinking there, shifting and rearranging my whole identidy! Soon I wouldn't even be able to recognize myself! The hair swung down in front of me, full and chocolate, temparily blocking my sight. With both hands I swept it back behind my ears only to have it fall forward again. Surely I could come up with a quick fix here? Searching the kitchen 'junk' drawer, I found a rubber band and quickly snagged as much of my hair as possible into a ponytail behind me, leaving only a wisp or two to bother me. That was better, although it did strengthen my girl image. One quick look at my reflection in the kitchen window confirmed it. I was definitely now a girl to anyone looking at me! I went back to my room feeling myself walking slightly different, as if I were swinging my hips a little too much, and got my backpack. I put a flashlight in it, a water bottle and a screwdriver and hammer. Next I went into the bathroom to see what I now looked like. Sighing with defeat, I studied my face noticing quite a bit of difference. I turned this way and that seeing the dimples I had on either side of full, pink lips. My pert nose and large expressive eyes screamed girl as my lashes seemed full and long, almost too long. In fact, my eyes looked like they had makeup on! I studied my look and decided I was bordering on looking very pretty, and didn't like it. I didn't want to be pretty! I shrugged my pajama top off seeing for the first time a pair of breasts on my chest! They were small and conical, sensitive as hell, and promised greatness unless I go this curse removed! The satin bra still seemed quite snugly attached to me, which meant trying to remove it was a waste of time. Instead I tried to find out just how changed I now was. They jutted out a good two inches and were heavier than before. The nipples were quite a bit bigger and a lot more sensitive to the touch! Since the cups were so huge it meant my jiggly tits were now free to bounce around inside the cups, grazing the nipples against the cool slick material every time, which made them hard and erect and distracting. Even now I was gently cupping my breasts to keep them still as I was starting to become distracted too easily by their sensitivity! My shoulders didn't have the breadth and muscle I once had and seemed girlishly small and fragile now. Even my neck was thinner. My waist was definitely different having caved in a bit which emphasized my growing problems above it. My pajama bottoms were clinging to a very womanly set of hips, and as I turned slightly, a very round ass that was noticably bigger than my own male ass had been! I gasped at the changes already wrought upon me feeling flushed and anxious at the same time! I shouldn't feel this way about what was happening to me! It was almost like I was getting aroused at my own image! I was a little confused until I noticed I had been unconsciously rolling my sensitive nipples through the satin cups with my fingers and thumbs causing a growing heat to permeate my body! "AH! Stop it!" I shrieked, flinging my hands down, which made my pointy tits bounce and scrape against the satin cups even more. I blushed and panted feeling embarrassed and disgusted with myself, yet seeing a girl in the mirror projecting an entirely different emotion! I gently slid my pajama bottoms down to see a wider set of hips than before. Compared to the smaller waist they definitely screamed girl to anyone seeing me! I couldn't help notice my smoother legs, too. Everything seemed peaches and cream which drove me crazy. Gone was my tan and all the muscles I'd worked so hard for last summer, wasted away in an instant to be replaced by softness and curves! I was very alarmed at how small my genitals had become, shrinking to the point where I barely made a bulge now! I slipped my fingers into my underwear band to take a look but decided against it. I didn't want to see them right then, especially after they had already shrank. I knew I would just get angry and depressed. I was turning into a woman, which meant the eventual loss of my cock and balls unless I fixed it. Seeing them looking so small and ridiculous wouldn't help me at the moment. But maybe going to the house tonight was a bad idea? Even if everything turned out alright and I made it back as myself, I would be coming home to a Dad who would no doubt wonder where in the hell I'd gone to! Especially after I told him I was going to bed! It would be like I had lied to him just to go somewhere. He'd want to know why I went, where and why I didn't want to tell him. It would be a big hassle. Better just to go tomorrow morning when I'd have the light of day. Even that sounded better to me. Besides, there'd be no one calling me Tina if I was asleep, which meant I wasn't going to change anymore. And there was no school tomorrow! I felt a little better making the 'right' decision and slipped back into my pajamas for bed. Sleeping probably wouldn't come easily, concerning how my body was entirely too sensitive and felt completely wrong! It took a while to find a comfortable position where my growing breasts didn't always get in the way. I woke up rather quickly, remembering I didn't have school today, and slipped out of bed eager to accomplish my task. The first thing I noticed in the morning light was the room seemed just a little bit bigger. The second thing I noticed was the cascade of hair that fell about me! I moved to the bathroom to begin my mission, feeling myself moving just a little bit different than before, though I couldn't put a finger on just what it was! In the mirror I saw a pretty face with full lips and a full head of brown curls falling about my soft shoulders! "I hope in hell I can fix this?" Even my voice didn't sound like my own anymore. I wasn't mad, or upset, or anything really. I was just curious as to why something weird like this was happening to me. In fact, I could feel a certain amount of calm about the whole thing. I chocked it up to being positive I was going to break this. Or maybe I wasn't dealing with it at all and was just numb? I took my brush and went to work making my hair look as presentable as possible, unsure if I was going to be able to do a good enough job. I must have spent twenty minutes brushing my growing curls as I couldn't seem to make them do anything but hang about me in a decidedly feminine way. One part of my plan was to look 'normal' so people wouldn't be coming up to me. I scowled at the super cute looking girl in the mirror! I was a little dismayed at how plump and sexy my lips looked. They were so full and plump there was a small gap in the middle! I unbuttoned my pajama top, slipping it off my soft shoulders to see the sexy satin underwire bra I had on. It was so comfortable I had momentarily forgotten I was wearing it! The cups were so big and empty I was nervous I might end up filling them all the way if I couldn't fix it. I was already poking out enough I couldn't hide them. It made me feel a little kinky wearing a satin bra, so I picked out a soft white pullover with a 'v' neck and slipped it on, fluffing my hair out behind me. It was a golf polo with the emblem over my left breast. I liked it a lot and thought it made me feel more normal, however looking in the mirror it seemed to only make me look sexy. What was with women wearing golf polos that looked so good? I changed underwear and slipped into my jeans discovering another problem. They were too big now except around my hips and ass, but I could still snap them closed. I attempted to roll the cuffs up but decided that looked weird, making it appear I was wearing someone else's pants, so decided on a pair of kaki shorts that fit but was still snug across my butt. My shoes was still another problem, thankfully I still had an old pair of sneakers from years ago I'd never thrown out and slipped into them. They seemed to fit just fine! I grabbed my backpack and headed out, trying to avoid Dad. I was pretty confident he'd still be sleeping so made a beeline for the back door. Unfortunately Dad WAS up and already dressed at the table with his usual cup of coffee! I made sure I spoke first so he wouldn't say my name! "Hi Dad. I got a couple errands to run this morning so don't have a whole lot of time to speak. I'll see you later, okay?" I slammed through the door, my hair trailing behind me like a cloak, refusing to turn around. I was at the end of our yard and almost gone when I heard the door open. He was going to say my name! "I want you back at lunch time, okay?" Inwardly I sighed with relief! "You got it!" I called over my shoulder. "Okay, have fun and stay out of trouble, Tina!" Damn! I felt the shudder run through me and could almost feel my breasts gain weight and mass! I stumbled as I felt my hips twitch a little, but regained my step and flew down the back path away from the house! I didn't know bra sizes competently enough to judge how big I was now, but estimated I was probably at or nearing a B cup, based on how much bouncing and jiggling I was feeling under my polo! I also didn't account for how distracting my breasts would appear wearing a white top! I kept seeing them moving about below me, the white catching my eye every time I took a step and bounced! I tightened my grip on my backpack strap and pressed on, determined to find my maleness. I was about half mile from the mansion when I spied a group of kids ahead. There were six of them all standing around talking, probably deciding what to do today. I squinted trying to see if I knew them or not. As I got closer I realized that I knew every one of them! And they saw me approaching, too, so taking a path around to avoid them was too late! They started to raise their hands in greeting as I got nearer, and I knew they'd be calling my name as soon as they recognized me, so I decided to do the same thing I did with my Dad. I'd speak first and fast! "Hey, guys! I can't really talk right now. My Dad's got me doing something for him and I gotta hurry. Maybe we'll get together later." I walked as fast as I could past them, hoping they wouldn't say too much! "I think we're playing some ball later. You want to play?" I only turned my head slightly to answer in order to emphasize my haste. "Yeah. Probably. I'll come and find you." I kept walking feeling confident I handled this encounter as best I could! "Okay. See ya, Tina!" Oh shit. "Hey Tina! You're on my team! Okay?" "No way. I want Tina." "You already called Rich for your team. If we're playing I get Tina on my team." I took off running as fast as I could! Maybe if I didn't hear my name it wouldn't affect me? As it was I could feel the differences already! My breasts surged larger and rounder eating up more of the space inside the cups of the bra, while my shorts became so tight around my hips and ass that running became difficult! I thought I could feel the beginnings of a tear starting on the seams at my hips, too! I unzipped the shorts all the way down, which was the only way to alleviate the tight fit, and pressed on. I could tell my poor dick was so small now that I wasn't even making a bulge anymore! I felt I was a walking advertisement for sex with my shorts open in front like that, too. Walking was not something to brag about. Each step made my prominent boobs bounce around inside the bra cups, which made my nipples constantly hard and obvious. I was starting to squirm from something other than discomfort and wished my nipples weren't so sensitive! By the time I got to the mansion I had my arms crossed over my breasts to alleviate the bouncing and jiggling, which worked to some extent. My nipples were still erect and constantly called for attention, but at least I could ignore them. I was flushed and panting from the ceasless attention though. I stood in front of the mansion now and it was about 10:00 in the morning. Now that I knew magic and curses were real, deciding to come here in the light of day turned out to be a good idea! I felt extremely brave with the sun up, reasoning ghosts only liked to come out at night. I decided to go around to the same door I'd found before and put the bra back in the box, when I suddenly realized my mistake. "I forgot the damn box!" I yelled at my self! Maybe I didn't need the box? But shaking my head in defeat, I guessed nothing was going to happen unless I put back everything I took, which meant going all the way back and getting the box along with the lace material the bra was wrapped up in. I looked around dejectedly for a couple minutes, mentally kicking myself for an idiot, before deciding to at least try. I was already here, anyway! I tried to door I had been in last night, remembering it to be unlocked, and pushed, watching as it silently opened. There was the same room just as I'd left it, except it didn't have the same feelings of eerie silence as it did last night. Now it was just an ordinary room! I didn't want to waste any time and, dropping my backpack, I took off my shirt and proceeded to unsnap the bra like I tried before, and just as before it was impossible and I suspected why, too. I didn't have the box. "C'mon!" I yelled out to anyone listening. "I came all this way. Can't you give me a break?" I listened for a span but nothing. I looked down at my jutting bosom, noticing for the first time just how big I now was! Althought the cups were far from filled, I still had an impressive rack I would have loved to see on any girl other than myself. I could tell if I had the right size bra I would have some nice cleavage to show as they were roughly the size of grapefruit with nipples the size of grapes! I still didn't know what size I was, and really didn't care. I didn't want tits at all! Click. I heard something over my shoulder and turned, expecting to see someone or something, but all I saw was the panel I'd gotten the box from. Stepping over, I slid the panel open further and saw the small table the box sat on, except now there was another box! "What the hell?" I muttered. Immediately I knew someone had been here and replaced the box with another. If I wasn't so smart I would've been freaked out, thinking another magic box had appeared. I stood and looked at it for several heartbeats contemplating the meaning of another box. Was I supposed to take this box, or was it put here to replace the one I took? I couldn't take the bra off which suggested the latter. If I'd brought the box and wrap with me, would this box had appeared at all? "I don't understand." I muttered aloud. There was no one around to answer me or give me a clue so I would have to figure this out by myself. I got the distinct feeling no matter what I chose to do, it was going to be wrong. And my voice sounded too high and soft. I was sure I had a girl's voice now but was afraid to speak again. I didn't want to hear it. Maybe not taking this box was the smart move? After all, I took the first box and got cursed! But the thought of coming all the way out here only to go back seemed a colossol waste of time and effort! I pushed an insistant lock of hair out of my eyes and sighed in aggrevation. My breasts were much larger and couldn't seem to stop jiggling and bouncing around which made the sensations coming from my nipples hard to ignore! My hips were wide and fleshy and my butt was much bigger than last night, so much that I was practically indecent in those kaki shorts that were so snug I doubted I could get them off without ripping them. My dick was practically nonexistant, making me wonder if I was going to be a girl all the way soon, which presented another question to my shaky thoughts. If I changed into a girl all the way, would I then be stuck? I thought that was a good question and really wished I could get an answer. That could really help me out now. If I just went back now to get that box still looking like a girl, I'm sure I'd run into a lot of people who'd probably want to talk to me and call me Tina, which would probably change me the rest of the way! Because in their eyes, I was Tina. I sighed, undecided with what to do. I picked up my polo and slipped it on, seeing how my breasts really became obvious under the white material. I'm sure my waist was smaller, too, since the kakis had so much space I could snap them closed easily if it weren't for my outrageous hips and big ass! I slipped the backpack over my shoulder and turned towards the door, having decided to go all the way back just to get the box, when I realized someone was standing there! "AAAH!" I screamed! I couldn't help myself, either! It just came out and I would be the first to say it sounded like a girl's scream! "Easy!" Ben stepped in, looking around. "BEN!" I snapped. "What the hell are you doing here?" I was more than pissed that someone had followed me! "I could ask you the same thing, Tina. What are you doing here?" I could feel my breasts swell just a bit bigger and heard a telltale creak from my kakis. My hair also seemed to come alive and drape a huge curl in front of my face, blocking one eye. I quickly stuffed the thick lock of hair behind me. "I, uh... was just looking around." I lied. Well, not really. In fact, that's exactly what I was doing. Actually, I didn't have to give a reason if I didn't want to. It's not like Ben owns this place. If he was here then he was in the wrong just as much as I was! Except he wasn't the one wearing a magic bra and had a curse changing him into a sexy girl! "Uh, huh. " He looked me up and down with something in his eyes I'd seen more than once before everytime he'd see a girl he liked! He was checking me out! Uncomfortable with a another boy looking at me like I was a piece of meat, I crossed my arms over my breasts to cover them, only then realizing I'd gotten big enough that I merely pushed them up creating quite a bit of cleavage to look upon! His eyes didn't miss anything! "Wow, Tina. You're looking kind of hot today!" I closed my eyes as I felt another surge of swelling knowing that my cleavage only deepened further! There was also a slight ripping sound coming from my shorts and I knew I was going to lose them any second! My hair tumbled into my face blocking my view again, and I noticed just how long it had become just since Ben arrived! I had thick beautiful waves of brunette hair hanging to almost my waist now! How was I gonna get rid of Ben? "I didn't find anyting so I'm leaving." I walked past Ben out the door, hoping he wouldn't follow me. The shorts were incredibly tight and seemed to be digging into my crotch something fierce, making my walking more of a bump and grind now! And something told me I was now all girl judging from the sensations coming from the seam rubbing into my crotch! Either that or my cock had suddenly become much more sensitive in the last minute! "Tina. Before you go I wanted to know if you'd go out with me?" My breasts swelled even more and for the first time I could feel the weight of them starting to pull me forward, and they still weren't filling up the cups of that bra! There was an audible ripping sound as my shorts ripped down the back of me, exposing my underwear! I turned quickly, not wanting Ben to see it while simutaneously crossing my arms across my bulging breasts! There was quite a bit of cleavage now and I was starting to panic! That's when I spied the other box sitting on that table in that little room and got an idea! "Did you just rip your pants?" He tried to sound sympathetic, but I could see him holding back a laugh! I decided to ignore the question and redirect the conversation. "The only thing I found was that secret door there." I pointed with my hand while still covering my breasts. "I pulled open that drawer and it clicked open. There's that box there, but I decided I wasn't going to take anything. Knowing my luck I'd get in trouble somehow." I tried to laugh it off but it came out as a giggle. He turned around to look at it, giving me a moment to uncross my arms long enough to look at my huge boobs pushing out my polo! They were easily as big as cantelopes and my huge nipples could be seen poking out even further! I could see the wrinkles of the satin material underneath my polo which told me I still had growing room! I covered my chest again, grimacing at the arousing sensations of mashing my nipples just as he turned back to me. I could tell he wanted to take the box and was wondering how he could get me to keep my mouth shut about it. I made it easy for him. "Well, I'm going, since I ripped my shorts on a nail getting in here. So whatever you want to do, do it. I'm not telling." I backed out through the door into the sun and started to walk away. I unslung my backpack and held it behind me, covering my round exposed ass as I made a straight line for my house. "Hey, Tina! Tina! You promise you won't tell anyone?" I could feel my breasts surge forward even more pulling me forward, bouncing and jiggling erotically, while my hips and ass spread the rip in my kakis even wider with their own growth! "YES! I PROMISE!" I yelled again, wishing he'd shut up! There was an arousing sensation that was disturbing coming from my crotch from the seam digging into it so unmercifully that it made walking even more difficult. I had a long way to go and doubted I would ever be the same again after this! Then from far behind me I heard Ben yelling again! "Tina! I'll call you later! Okay? Tina" I scowled, pissed at Ben for all the wrong reasons! But how could he know? I uncrossed my arms to see my breasts swell further outward, the nipples throbbingly erect! The rip in my kakis opened up further as my hips spread wider while my ass rounded out with even more feminine mass! My only chance was to get the box and material the bra was wrapped in and come back again. Once I made it back all the way to the mansion with the box, I would hopefully be able to take the bra off, wrap it in the lace, shove it in the box and put the box onto that little table. At that time I hoped like hell I would transform back into my male self where I would leave that mansion and never come back! Walking was difficult, not because I was hurt or lame or anything like that, but because my shorts were digging into my crotch in such a way I was getting turned on, and that was only because my hips, thighs and ass had gained so much feminine mass, compared to my own male parts, that the shorts were ridiculously tight right at the crotch! I could feel wetness and throbbing and an unrecognizable 'need' that, all in all, told me I was now all female! It didn't help to feel my jutting breasts bounce and jiggle so much either as my overexcited nipples could not calm down, and keeping my arm across them only helped a little! I was so big now that my whole front jiggled and swayed no matter what I did! I could feel waves of stimulation building higher and stronger with each step I took! I was sweating, panting, and could feel every breeze across my jutting nipples making them throb as I made it past houses and down streets. Vaguely I knew I was rubbing my arm across my nipples to further excite them, mashing them from time to time, but I couldn't help myself, it felt so good! I was even whimpering and moaning from time to time from the declicious torture I was going through! Every time I became concious of these acts I stopped immediately, but then I would start again seconds later! I had to make it to my house again, if just to calm down and find another pair of shorts. Maybe Dad had a pair of shorts that would do? I definitely didn't want to stop right now, considering what I was already feeling from this girl's body, but someone else calling my name would only make matters worse! I needed to get home and get out of these shorts before I ... "AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!" I collapsed to my knees as the dam suddenly broke! I lost all function as my body writhed and spasmed wildly, my hair wipping all around to finally cover me completely! Some part of me knew I had one hand rubbing my crotch trying to extend the wonderful tidal wave, while the other was grasping and squeezing a breast! Some part of me knew I would be a sight if someone were looking my way. They'd see a very curvy girl on her knees, mashing her breasts against the ground as her big round ass wiggled in the air behind her! The orgasm lasted a lot longer than anything I've ever felt and left me feeling weak and a little overwhelmed. I looked around but saw only brunette curls blocking my eyes. It took both hands to grasp enough hair to get it behind me, and when I did I looked around to see if I had been watched. I didn't see anyone, but then there wasn't that many houses here to begin with. I was sort of lucky it happened on this street where hardly anyone was around. I stood up, feeling wobly, and picked up my backpack. I held the pack against the breezy rip across my ass and held the straps to my hips. I swallowed, feeling thirsty, ashamed and depressed all at the same time, and headed down the street to my house. I was only a couple blocks away now. In the time walking the remaining distance, I reflected over the power and length of a female orgasm. It was overpowering and consuming at the same time, and enticed further exploration in private, but I knew that was a dangerous road to take. This body was trying to enslave me and I knew I was at war! Already I could feel the stirrings building, yet couldn't help but marvel at the rebound of the female body! I made it to my house without running into a single person who knew me! Dad wasn't home either so things were starting to look up. I was a panting mess and was glad Dad wasn't here to see me like this. Looking into the mirror, I saw a girl who appeared to have enjoyed a sexual bout lasting hours! I freshened up as best I could feeling the press of time. I didn't like going through Dad's things but I desperately needed a pair of shorts that worked a lot better then mine did, and since Dad was larger then me, I felt confident I could find something. Except looking through his dresser hadn't turned up any shorts at all! Come to think of it, I've never seen Dad wear shorts! I didn't find anything in his closet that would work, either, but did run across a box of Mom's things. I didn't like the idea of getting into her things but I needed something if only for a short while. I opened the box and found a couple shorts that would work, though the colors weren't ones I liked. I had my choice of pink, light blue or blue and white vertical stripes. I chose the blue and white pair considering them the least feminine looking of the three. I spied a pair of white panties and, without thinking too much about wearing women's clothes, I snagged them up, too. I went into my room and tried to take off my kakis. They were tight and didn't want to slip off my wide hips or full thighs! My movements made my large breasts bounce around which aroused my already sensitive nipples, yet I couldn't get the shorts off with one hand if I had an arm over my tits! And my mass of curls always seemed to be in my face or getting caught in my clothes or something. Several times I already squeaked in pain at my hair being pulled suddenly! I struggled to get the waist band over my overly swollen butt but it seemed hopeless, until I saw my scissors on my desk. In a matter of moments I was free from them and peeling off my soaked underwear, throwing both into the corner. They were already ruined anyway! I would throw them both away in the trash outside. I stripped off my socks and polo making this the first time being completely nude as a girl, except for the cursed bra! I hestantly looked in the mirror knowing I wouldn't recognize myself, yet gasping in shock when I saw how much I had changed! As I slowly brushed the hair away from my face, feeling the length of it tickle my swollen ass cheeks, I realized with some dread I was beautiful! My fingers touched the reflection as I took in the full, pouty lips that were begging to be kissed! My nose was small with a slight upturn at the end while my eyes were very large, expressive and had a slight cant to them. The lashes seemed very long and thick and made me look like a model! My overall face had changed shape, too, no longer being square. Now it had more of a heartshape which only emphasized further the beauty I saw! My body was an entirely different story, and one I didn't want to face judging by the amount of sensitivity coming from it. The first thing I noticed right away were the enormous breasts which almost defied gravity with their perkiness. I knew they were perky even inside the bras satin cups because I couldn't feel their entire weight on the straps over my shoulders yet, and the fact there was still space inside the cups. They were about the size of my head and couldn't seem to stop shaking and jiggling, always distracting me despite being gently held in the bras satin cups. There was still room left, judging by the satins wrinkles and gapping, making me cringe at the thought of these monsters getting any larger. Although I couldn't see the areolas or nipples through the satin, and pulling the cups away just to see wasn't happening either, I could tell by the bumps in the satin that my nipples were huge and throbbing and almost demanded I touch them! I couldn't fathom how much my breasts weighed, only that they were constantly pulling me forward. I must have really strong back muscles as they hadn't bothered me yet. Even walking around right now didn't bother me, except for the bouncing and distraction! They were always in my peripheral causing me to look down at the immense projections on my chest. My waist was trim and toned but nipped in a bit too much, which only emphasized the rather huge overhanging breasts jutting forward. My hips were wide and round, wider than my small shoulders, and flowed into a pair of full thighs and shapely legs, ending in small ankles and small feet. I turned slightly to gaze upon a huge, round ass that, but for it's size, was absolutely fantastic to look upon and made me wish I had a girlfriend with one just like it! Except I didn't have a girlfriend and if I didn't change back, would never have a girlfriend! Unless she was a lesbian, because my crotch no longer had any sign of maleness to it, instead having a slight patch of hair that was cute and curly and, somehow, only seemed to emphasize the fact I now had a pussy! "I hope this is all reversible." I growled at my reflection, cringing at the little girl sound coming form my overly cute mouth! "Testing. Testing. This is Tim looking and sounding like a girl." I couldn't stop the breathy quality that seemed to ooze out, nor the slight lisp that seemed to accommodate my L's and R's, making me sound like some brainless bimbo. "Yay, something else to deal with." I muttered sarcastically. I tried again to get the bra off, but it was useless. Whatever magic was keeping it on and transforming me was powerful stuff. I couldn't help notice the smell coming from me. I didn't really have that much experience with a woman but could still tell I smelled like sex! Maybe a quick shower would do wonders for the smell and my excited state? The first thing I did was grab a rubber band and tie the mass of curls into a huge, hanging ponytail that trailed down my back instead of having the mass of curls flowing around me and getting into my face. Then, grinning with evil glee, I stepped into the shower and turned the water on as hot as I could take it, hoping the damn bra would explode or something. I needed to freshen up and get this sex smell off me before Dad got home and thought I was a hooker or something. The hot water felt wonderful but I learned something real quick. The water striking my breasts and nipples stimulated me almost as much as the shorts did, so I had to stand with my breasts away from the water cascading down. Toweling off, I sighed with defeat when the bra didn't come off or fall apart. I wasn't surprised. I used the blow dryer to quickly dry off the bra. I didn't want the wet material to soak through my shirt and attract unwanted attention. I slipped the panties up my legs and settled them around my hips. I was surprised to find they fit rather well, too! A little tight maybe, but they would certainly do the trick for what I needed them for. Next came my Mom's shorts. If they didn't fit me I'd have to try the other pairs. After slipping them up my legs I found out I needed every bit of space they had, and then some. They weren't tight but certainly conformed to my new shape. I even made them look good. I slipped another pair of socks on and put the same tennis shoes I had on earlier. They seemed just a bit on the loose side but it wouldn't bother me that much. It's not like my feet were going to shrink a whole lot more. I was about to slip into the polo again when I had a thought. This was a boys shirt and I was obviously wearing women's shorts. Maybe I should just use one of my Mom's blouses for today, thus eliminating the possibility of someone nothing the difference in clothing and asking unwanted questions? The logic seemed sound so I jiggled and bounced back into my Dad's room where I'd found that box of clothing and searched for a suitable blouse. I didn't have any experience with women's clothing so simply looked for an appropriate color. I found a white one that buttoned up and thought it might be okay when I heard the front door shut! I quickly grabbed the blouse and shoved the box back, escaping into my room with seconds to spare, shutting the door and putting my back against it! Instantly I knew the mistake I'd just made by letting my Dad know I was home! "Tina? Is that you?" I looked down at my expanding breasts, watching as the space in the bra was slowly being taken up with more bouncy tit flesh! I could also feel my ass swelling larger and rounder until I began to feel the cheeks of my ass slowly pressing into the door! I knew my hips probably gained a bit more width, too, as well as countless other details about my body which only made me even more girly, yet couldn't care to think about them at the moment! I had to get out of here past Dad somehow and back to that stupid mansion to return that box! I heard his steps come up to my door and pause. I just didn't know what to do then, feeling panicked and cornered. I couldn't let him see me like this! "Tina? Are you in there, Tina? Tina?" I panted as my breasts seemed to animate and expand to completely fill the satin cups of the bra! I gasped as the flesh quivered and jiggled as my cleavage deepened even more, climbing up my chest as my breasts still grew yet having no where to go but up! My ass swelled and pressed against the door even more as it gained more and more mass, while my hips spread out further and rounder, stretching the shorts! I could feel my hair tingle as it curled and writhed about me, wondering what in the world it could do. "Yes, Dad! I'm here!" I answered, cursing myself for not having the quickness of mind to avoid this incident. I could have done almost anything if I hadn't panicked! "Well, what are you doing in there?" He asked with some concern. I sighed, thinking quickly. "I'm getting dwessed. I'm going out for about an hour or two. Okay?" I really didn't know what else wouldhappen if I heard my name again but didn't want to chance it. "I suppose that would be okay. Are you going to be home for dinner? I got us a pizza. Your favorite." That would be pepperoni and sausage with extra cheese, and the thought of eating some pizza sounded heavenly. "Uhh, yes, I'll be home for pizza. You know I wuv peppewoni and sausage. So I'll see you in a bit. Okay?" Damn, my lisp had become much more pronounced! "Okay, baby. I'll wait for you. Be careful, okay?" Thank God the conversation was coming to an end! "Oh, I will Dad." I heard him walking away and relaxed against the door, feeling like I was nothing but tits and ass! It certainly felt like I was all tits and ass now! I looked at myself in the mirror again and wondered if getting my own body back was even possible now! My hair had changed into a huge volume of curls and waves that somehow highlighted the already 'over the top' beauty that was being forced upon me! The overall effect seemed to make me appear as the main lead in some porno movie, eager to jump the first person coming through my door! As I moved my head back and forth, watching the curls bounce and sway much like my breasts were doing, I noticed that instead of falling into my eyes and covering my face, it 'framed' my face, always laying perfectly! There were even sexy little curls that lay about my chest, inticing the eye down to my heaving cleavage! Geez! Where was this going to end? I had to be finished now, right? My breasts were noticebly larger and rounder, filling the bra to capacity and even bulging over the cups to quiver enticingly with every breath! My hips stretched the shorts until they appeared painted on yet stayed together, so I was thankful for that at least. I doubted the blouse would fit but I slipped it on anyway and began buttoning it up. The material was stretched tight across my boobs which made them look bigger somehow, but I wasn't going to bother with anything else. Hopefully wearing women's clothing was just for tonight. One look in the mirror made me think of a woman trying to show the world her gargantuan breasts and sexy booty, while at the same time atempt to fit in by wearing 'normal' clothing. The blouse just wouldn't button across my boobs and gaped open showing everything! I took it off, throwing it in the corner and thought about what to wear. I couldn't go out in just the bra, but I was now to the point I doubted there was anything in the house that would go over such huge jutting tits as mine! There was one shirt I knew would fit but it'd make me look like a hooker. But my options were limited severly so I pulled open the bottom drawer of my dresser and pulled out a white tank top I hadn't worn for a while. I knew it would fit as it stretched pretty good, but I also knew that I would be sporting some major cleavage. I slipped into it pulling and adjusting it to cover as well as possible, until I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed with resignation, watching as my breasts jiggling and bouncing come to a stop. The tank fit like a second skin conforming to every little curve and swell I now possessed, showing the world just how well-endowed I truly was. There was no hiding anything in this shirt. The neckline came all the way down to the top of the bra showing the entire tops of my breasts which bulged out of the bra embarrassingly, which if I was honest, looked really hot! I frowned even deeper, something I think I've been doing a lot of, and resigned myself to looking like a wet dream until I got the box back. I shook my head, wondering why a nice guy like me would have to put up with something so bizarre like this? "Weady or not, it's time to go." Hmmm, my voice sounded just a bit higher and softer than before, that 'breathy' quality I noticed earlier a little more noticable. Well, there wasn't much I could do about that. I didn't want to run into anybody, yet wondered if I was 'done' as far as transforming. Would anything else happen if someone called my name? COULD anything else happen? I just didn't want to chance it and, after collecting the lace material and the box, silently opened the door and crept out the back door again. As I was leaving the yard, I looked around for any of my friends, already thinking of taking the most direct route to the mansion. I didn't see anyone and took off at a jog hoping to get there as quick as possible. Right away I knew I could no longer jog as my humongous breasts bounced and shook so much it was almost painful. The tank top revealed everything jiggling and shaking with every movement I took, which was so distracting I couldn't concentrate on where my foot was falling, which I needed to do as I could no longer see the ground in front of me because of my huge tits! So walking was my speed now. Even at the slow pace of a casual stroll I was bouncing, jiggling and shaking so much I couldn't concentrate on anything else, the bulging slopes of my tits quivering so much that I kept glancing down at them. Another detail I discovered about my new, voluptuous body was the way I now walked. I felt my hips undulate like a pendulum with every step, and knew my big, round butt was making an advertisement to anyone looking! I tried to adjust my step to minimize these sensations, but nothing I did seemed to stop my undulating walk. I frowned again as my body kept moving side to side and back and forth along with the bouncing and swaying up top. At least my hair was staying out of my face now. It seemed to flow behind me, keeping itself in a 'formed' kiind of style which I knew only added to my physical attraction to others. One thing popped into my mind then and kept repeating itself over and over, like a sick mantra I couldn't stop. I'm a hottie. I'm a hottie. I'm a hottie. I knew I was a hottie whether I wanted to be or not, so I guess I was mentally torturing myself with the fact. I couldn't believe I'd made it almost all the way to the mansion without running into a single person! I spied the mansion from about a hundred yards, seeing absolutely no one around, and thanked my lucky starts for the good luck. I walked around to the door I'd been in, thankful it opened to my push, and walked into the same eerie room. It was exactly the same as earlier, except the secret door was open showing the little table with nothing on it. I didn't see how that mattered and put the box I had upon the little table and opened it. I looked around making sure I was alone then stipped off my tank top and setting it on the chair at the desk. Taking a deep breath, I reached behind me and tried to unfasten the hooks holding the bra, hoping like hell this would work. I tried and tried to get those eyehooks to come apart from each other, getting more and more panicked wi