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The Senpai and the Kohai Chapter one I was spending the summer at my uncle's place in Tuscany. My parents didn't have time to take a holiday this summer, and they didn't want to have me lounging around the house. I was fine with it anyway, because lounging around in Italy wasn't that bad either. I flew over with my uncle, and drove to the hillside villa they owned. His new wife and her adopted son was already there. I had met Michael a few times before, and he was all right. A couple of years younger than me; Michael seemed to look up to me a bit. It was strange, especially since no one else did. My self-esteem was low, and I never mustered the courage to pick up girls. My physique was not impressive, although I was a little athletic, but there really wasn't any visible muscles. The worst thing was my tiny cock. Oh, how incredibly unfair that was! The feeling of apathy in social relations resulted in me not giving a damn about my appearance. I realized a few days ago, that by letting my hair grow I now looked even less attractive. I looked almost like something asexual. Not a man, that's for sure. My mother told me to cut it, but I never got round to it. I was an embarrassment, and I knew I had to get myself together. At least I was taller than Michael was. That's something, at least. The car turned into the driveway, and we sped along the cypresses up to the house. Four weeks off relaxing here. It would be great, I thought. My new aunt, Jess, waved from the veranda. She seemed nice, but I remember I overheard my mother telling my father that she was a gold- digger. Granted, she was younger than Uncle Felix, and she was beautiful, but I thought they seemed to be in love. Jess came out of the front door as we got out of the car. "How nice to see you!" Jess kissed Uncle Felix, and gave me a big hug. "It's good to be here!" Uncle Felix said. "It's been a long journey." I got up to my room, and started unpacking. I heard a knock on my door, and I saw Michael coming in. "Hey," he said a little hesitantly. "It's good to see you, I'm glad you came. I'm so bored." "Thanks. It's good to be here," I said, echoing my uncle. "So what are we going to do? There's no girls in the village. I've checked. Just old women. Crappy place, really. You'd think there would be a lot of nice Italian girls here, but no." "There ought to be a lot of things to do," I replied noncommittally. "Yeah, but I really want to find a sexy girl, you know. All of my buddies have already done it. It's embarrassing, you know." I was surprised at how frank Michael were. I knew how frustrating it was to be in his situation. I was in it as well, but I didn't want to discuss it. Not with Michael. Not with anyone, in fact. "You shouldn't worry that much." I turned and smiled to him. "Before you know it you'll find someone," I said, sounding worldly. "Yeah, yeah. Well, let's go and take a swim in the pool. I'm so warm!" He looked eager, and I was frankly hot and sweaty too. "Okay! I'll meet you there." "Nah, I can wait." "Okay... Let me just find my trunks," I said and looked through my suitcase. I couldn't find it. Damn it. I couldn't find anything else for that matter. What the hell? This wasn't my suitcase! "Shit!" "What is it?" Michael said. "Motherfucker! This is someone else's suitcase!" I said, and looked for a nametag or something. Nothing. I took a garment, a shirt and held it up. It was huge. I had someone's, someone very big, suitcase. Jess and Uncle Felix came into the room. "We're going to have a bath. Will you join us?" Jess said. "Alex has picked up the wrong suitcase!" Michael declared loudly. "Really? Well, that must have been my fault. I took it off the belt," Uncle Felix admitted. "I'll call the airline. Yours must still be at the airport." Uncle Felix left the room to make the call. I was gobsmacked. I didn't have anything. Just my laptop, and the clothes I was wearing. And they, to be honest, were in a dire need to be washed. I had been wearing them since I left home this morning. Jess must have noticed my distress. "We'll sort this out, Alex. Why don't you borrow some clothes from Michael in the meantime?" She smiled. "Michael? Why don't you get Alex a pair of swim trunks, and we'll take it from there?" Michael ran out of the room, and came back with a pair of trunks for me. Jess and Michael left me to change. I undressed, and pulled the trunks up. They were too small. I couldn't get them over my hips - not without tearing them. I peered out of the door. "Eh, Michael? Do you have some other I could borrow? These won't fit!" Michael came out of his room. He had changed already. "Nope, these are the biggest I have. Sorry," he said as he came into the room. I managed to put a towel around me in time. There was a knock on the door, and Jess joined us. "The trunks were too small," I said sheepishly. "Okay..." Jess said thoughtfully. "Obviously Felix clothes won't fit you." Michael suppressed a laughter. Not very successfully, though, but a stern look from his mother stopped him cold. Uncle Felix was also a big man. Well, fat describes him better. "Well, then you have no choice but to borrow something from me," Jess concluded. "Give me a minute," she said and went out the door. I looked over at Michael, expecting him to laugh his ass off, but he seemed not to care. We stood there in silence, waiting for Jess. "I'm going to the pool," he said suddenly and left. "Okay, see you soon." A few minutes later, Jess was back. She brought with her some items - I didn't want to speculate too much, but was afraid it was bikinis. And I was half right. "Okay, let's see. You and I have similar figures. Well, sort of. I have picked something that have some coverage. Most of my swimwear have little of that. It doesn't go well with tanning, you see. This is what I use for training." She handed me a navy blue one-piece swimsuit, and asked me to put it on. I did. "Just pull it over your hips," she said. It was hard to put it on with the towel around me, but I managed. "Let's see," she said and pointed at my towel. I took it off, and stood in front of her. She looked at me without any signs of disapproval. She asked me to turn around. Finally she said: "That will work just fine. How does it feel? Okay?" "I guess," I replied a little shyly. "No need to feel embarrassed. In fact, I would kill for a bottom like yours. Mine was as firm and lovely rounded as yours 20 years ago." I think I blushed quite a lot. My face was certainly a lot warmer than usual. Jess went over to me, and tucked in the top, so the swimsuit became something like briefs. "Let's have that swim, shall we?" I nodded, and followed her downstairs. The sun was about to set, but it was still amazingly warm. Michael was in the pool with Felix. They played volleyball over a net, which was stretched across the pool. "Glad you found something to wear!" Uncle Felix said, "The airline is on it, by the way, and I'm sure they will bring your suitcase in a few days." I thanked him and jumped into the water. The water was pleasant, and I was glad I chose to wear the swimsuit after all. No one seemed to mind, and I was glad for it. "Let's have a match, shall we?" Michael was excited, "Felix and me against you and mom?" "You're on!" Jess said and dived into the water, "The girls against the boys!" She looked playfully over at me. I wasn't amused, and smiled half-heartedly. "Just kidding, Alex!" It was fun, and I did okay. Felix was impressed, and at one point we were leading with quite a bit. The only problem was that I had to pull the swimsuit up every time I jumped. It started to affect the game, and Jess seemed to be very competitive. We lost three consecutive points, and we were one point under. It was my fault. "Alex? What's wrong? We're losing." "Sorry, Jess. It's just that the swimsuit keeps falling off." "Put on the shoulder straps, then! We can't let these guys win!" The swimsuit was skintight, and I felt encapsulated when I pulled the straps over my shoulders. It was much more comfortable now, but way more embarrassing. The game went on, but I had no more issues with the suit. In fact, it was much better to wear than trunks. No excess material, no pockets filled with water and air. Jess and I won by a large margin, and the boys were visibly disappointed. We celebrated loudly, and Uncle Felix demanded a rematch the next day. We accepted the challenge confidently. We got out of the water, and I adjusted the swimsuit a little as it had come wedged between my buttocks. I looked over at noticed a strange look from Michael, but I shrugged it off. Jess and I walked over to the seating area with the guys coming up behind. "I've put your clothes to wash, and if you come with me I'll find something dry for you to wear," she said. "Okay," I agreed, and followed her towards the house, as Michael and Uncle Felix sat down. We went upstairs, and into her room. It was huge, and it sported a full- length mirror. As Jess looked for clothes for me, I went over to it. I was a little shocked by what I saw. The reflection was a little surreal. I looked like a girl. Perhaps not that strange, as I was in fact wearing a swimsuit, but my long wet hair, seemingly broad hips, narrow shoulders and slim waist didn't yield a masculine impression. A small bulge between my legs, and lack of breasts, of course, revealed that I wasn't a girl. Well, my chest was a little flabby, although I was rather slim. My chest could be misinterpreted as an athletic girls bosom. But they look like boys anyway. "Yes, let's see. Here's something for this evening, and I'll put something for you to sleep in on your bed later. Tomorrow we'll go into town and get you some clothes. Now, if you will undress" I paused, but complied. She looked at me while I undressed, and handed me a pair of red cotton panties. I looked at it, and then up at Jess. "It's either that, or something in lace or silk. I only wear thongs, Alex," she said, "but I think you'll like it. It's much more pleasant to wear than boxers. You'll see." I put it on, and then she handed me a tank top, which I also donned. "I hope you don't get this the wrong way, but you look very good in a thong, Alex. How is it?" "A bit strange," I admitted. It certainly exposed my bum more than anything I ever wore. "You'll come around. More and more guys wear it. Several guys in my yoga class wear it," Jess stated. "How do you know?" I blurted out. I regretted being so blunt. I didn't want to know the answer. "Easy. It's visible through their yoga pants. That is, it's visible that they don't wear briefs or boxers. It's elementary, my dear Alex," she said smugly. I was relieved. "Speaking of yoga pants. Here's a pair. I think they'll fit," she said. I pulled them up. "They feel very comfortable," I said, "but you don't have any trousers?" "Trousers? No, I have leggings and dresses. Do you rather wear a dress?" she said matter-of-factly. "N-No, er, these will work fine," I replied quickly. "I will make a quick salad and serve some charcouterie. It'll be ready in ten minutes. You can go down and join Felix and Michael." I went down again, and over to Uncle Felix and Michael. I didn't feel too embarrassed now. They had seen me in a swimsuit, after all. The rest of the evening was good. I drank two glasses of wine, something I rarely do at home. I felt a little tipsy by the end, and went straight up to my room after saying good night. I planned to see some episodes on Netflix before I went to bed, and I looked forward to that. On my bed lay a nightgown. In silk or something like silk. I chose to sleep in my thong only. A nightgown was perhaps a little too much, I reasoned. Chapter two I had just got under the sheets, when I heard a knock on my door. It was Michael. I felt a little exposed, even though I had crept under the covers. "What are you doing?" he asked, and closed the door behind him. "I was about to watch something on Netflix," I replied. "Ok if I join you?" he said and got up in the bed next to me. "Well, sure," I said. We saw a stupid romantic comedy. His choice, not mine. Nearly halfway the main characters of the movie embraced in a deep passionate kiss. I paused it. I really needed to go to the bathroom. I hesitated a moment before getting out, but saw the nightgown at the end of the bed. It was light blue with white lace trimming. It was almost see-through. I reached for it, and pulled it over my head. I got up, unaware that the gown really was a short night shirt or something. It didn't cover my bum at all. "You're unbelievably cute, Alex!" I pretended to not hear, nor care, and went to the bathroom. It was very embarrassing, really. The reflection in the mirror was still disturbing. I tried to rationalize, and that my girlish appearance would fade as I grew older. It was just a phase. I went back, and closed the door. "Eh, Alex? You know..." Michael trailed off. "What?" I asked. "The truth is, there's a person I like... But I can't tell them how I feel, even though I really want to.? Michael looked very uncomfortable. ?O-oh, this is a love problem? Hmm. I?m sorry, I?m not very experienced when it comes to that department either. However, when it comes to making someone understand your feelings, I think self-confidence is necessary. If you?re clouded with doubt, you?ll never be able to understand each other,? I tried as I got back into bed. Michael looked distraught. ?I can?t be confident at all... I?ve never even had a girlfriend before.? ?But that doesn?t mean you can simply give up without even making an attempt. You can just build your self-confidence a little at a time.? ?Impossible! There?s no way I can do that!? Michael burst out. ?Don?t convince yourself from the very beginning that you can?t do it. If you face this person with your true heart and soul, she will definitely respond,? I said a little annoyed by the apathy demonstrated by Michael. ?Can you help me? Please?? Michael begged. ?Sure, anything,? I said kindly. ?What do you have in mind?? ?You know, I haven?t even kissed. I?m sure I will blow it on my first try,? Michael said. ?Nonsense. Kissing isn?t that hard,? I replied gently. ?Then show me how to do it!? ?H-Hold on just a moment. I?m a guy. I?d like to help you as much as I can, but...? I was stunned. Michael shifted a little, and then continued. ?Why can?t you do it? Please help me build up my self-confidence!? I didn?t reply. ?Didn?t you just say that you would do anything to help me?? ?Well...? I guess I looked as uncomfortable as Michael did just moments ago. ?Ok, I?ll teach you how to kiss,? I said. Damn it. How did I get into this? I felt sorry for Michael, and I thought a kiss wouldn?t be such a big deal. ?Thank you, Alex!? Michael was elated. He sat up and faced me in anticipation. I sighed silently, sat up and faced him. Michael?s eyes wandered from my face, and down my babydoll. ?If you keep staring at me like that, I?ll...? I didn?t have time to finish my threat as Michael moved against me, and planted his lips on mine. It was strange to feel a boy?s lips against mine. He was obviously incompetent, but he was very enthusiastic. I balked when I felt his tongue slide between my lips, but yielded to his advances. I had told him I?d teach him how to kiss, and this was unfortunately a part of it, I thought. His tongue snaked its way around mine, and I felt I had to lower the pace of his kissing. I withdrew, and I saw his disappointed and flushed face. ?Relax, Michael. Do it more slowly. Girls don?t like guys who can?t pace themselves. Let me show you,? I said and placed my lips on his. He got it, and kissed me more slowly. The tongue was back, but he used it more gently. He even put his arms around me. It was still a mess, but it was much better. He was improving. Awkward as it were to be kissing a boy, I was still glad I could help him out. It wasn?t that big of a deal, really. His hands were soon all over me, and I felt that he pushed it too far. I pushed him gently away. ?Okay,? I said, catching my breath, ?You are much better at this already. Perhaps this is enough for today?? I smiled at him, as to emphasize his effort. I noticed in corner of my eye a big bulge in his shorts. ?Oh...? I said a little shocked. I was surprised, but perhaps I shouldn?t been, that Michael had found the kissing sexual. ?You?re so cute, Alex. I can?t help myself.? Michael said unabashed. ?Ha.. Haha... T-Thanks... I should be glad about that, right...?? I said, unsure on how to deal with this. He was obviously turned on, and it was my fault. ?Alex, uhm, can you take care of this? Please?? Michael said na?vely, and took off his shorts. His cock sprang out. It was quite big. Much bigger than mine. ?Wait, you mean me!?? I was stunned by his request. I felt very confused. ?B-But there?s nothing I can do once it reaches this point...? Staggering between what to do, I reached over and took his cock in my hand. I was both horror-stricken and fascinated. I don?t know why I felt obliged to do this. His cock was surprisingly warm and the skin was soft and velvety. ?O..Okay... I guess I can do this. I think... Maybe...? I said. My mind was a mess. Something told me to just get over with it. I started to stroke it. ?Y-You mean like this?? I asked. Michael breathed heavily, and replied ?Yes, just like that!? ?D-Does it feel good?? I asked ?I?m not sure how much force I should be using?? ?I think you can just do it like you usually do!? ?How I usually do it?? Was he implying something? His breathing and noises increased. ?Uuu... I-I?m cumming!? It took me by surprise, but it really shouldn?t have. It was not something I had planned to do, and something I?ve never done, so when he came I was left speechless. The first two jets of cum flew up in the air, and landed on his thighs. The rest oozed down and seeped over my fist. ?Haaa... Ha... That felt extremely refreshing. Thank you very much.? Michael said between his gritted teeth. His body was still convulsing after his orgasm. ?D-Did it? That?s good then...? I replied, unsure how to respond. I released my grip, and got up to find something to clean my hand with. ?T-thank you very much,? Michael sighed and sank back into the bed. ?N-No problem..? I said as I wiped his sticky stuff off on a towel. After a little while, Michael got up. ?Good night, I guess. See you tomorrow,? he said with a huge smile, and closed the door behind him. ?Good night,? I said, still in a state of shock over what had transpired. Chapter three The next morning I woke up quite early. Jess had tip-toed into my room with some clothes for me. ?Oh, did I wake you?? ?No, worries,? I said groggily. ?Sorry about that. Just popping in with some clothes for you. Go back to sleep, dear,? she said and left quietly. I tried to, but I didn?t manage to get back to sleep. The previous night?s experience with Michael kept coming back to me. We had gone too far, obviously, but it seemed he had improved his confidence. I chose to view it as me lending a hand, no pun intended. I didn?t get any satisfaction, so it was just a part of his confidence building, and I was actually happy that I could help. I got out of bed, and walked over to the dresser. I found the clothes Jess had put out for me. It wasn?t my own clothes. They were probably not dry yet. Instead I found a new panty. A thong, of course. I sighed. This was made of white nylon and lace. The other item was a flowery coloured summer dress with thin shoulder straps. I sighed again, but took with me clothes to the bathroom. I showered, and then dressed. The feeling of the thong wedged between my cheeks was still strange. I was basically hairless, so at least I didn?t look too awful in a thong. The dress fitted me actually very well. It was a little snug around the waist, and the chest area had space to fill, but other than that it was nearly perfect. I went quietly down the stairs, as it was still early, and I didn?t want to take anyone. I found Jess in the kitchen. She was wearing a sarong over a white bikini. She had a very nice body, I noticed. ?You look lovely, honey. That dress looks good on you,? she said as she saw me. ?Have you slept good?? ?Yes, thank you? I said. ?It is surprisingly pleasant to wear a dress,? I confided. ?Isn?t it? Jess beamed. ?Do you want some fruit? The boys won?t be up for a couple of hours, so breakfast will have to wait.? She pointed a platter of different sliced bits of fruit. We sat down, and had an espresso and ate. I didn?t know Jess that well, but she was very friendly and interesting. She even sounded interested in me. ?Wouldn?t it be nice with a morning bath?? Jess declared, more than asked. ?Sure,? I said dutifully. I would rather have another espresso. I was still quite tired. ?I?ll find something for you to wear,? she said and walked upstairs. It was a warm day. Actually it was a very hot day, and even this early. Jess came back, and handed me a dark blue bikini bottom. ?Thanks,? I said, ?Jess, will my clothes be dry soon?? ?They already are, but you can?t wear chinos and a heavy shirt in this heat. It would be torture. Now, put on the bikini, and let?s take a dip? ?Yes, I guess you?re right,? I conceded, and pulled down my knickers and pulled on the bikini. It wasn?t exactly a thong, but it wedged itself well in between my butt cheeks. I then pulled off the dress, and laid it gently on one of the chairs. I followed her outside to the pool. The heat was quite strong, but the water was cool and refreshing as I dived in. Afterwards, Jess told me to apply sun lotion. She was quite strict about it, she told me. She then asked to do her back, before she proceeded to do mine. We lay there in the sun, talking for quite a while, until Uncle Felix came out. ?What a day,? he announced when he saw us. ?Have you two already been in the water?? ?Yes, but I can have another dip,? Jess said and followed Uncle Felix out in the water. I was warm as well, and decided to jump in too. Michael came shortly after and jumped in, making a big splash. There was nothing to in his face to reveal any remorse. He just smiled, perhaps even more than before. After breakfast, Jess said she wanted to go to the village to find some clothes if I wanted to. ?Okay, but don?t stress too much on my account,? I said, mostly to be polite. ?Okay? You?re more than welcome to use my clothes while you?re here,? she replied ? missing the intention of what I just said. ?No, no. I like to wear your clothes, er, well, your clothes fit me well, er,? I stumbled on. ?Please, you don?t have to explain. I understand if some boys like to wear pretty things. Don?t worry about it,? she said. ?Er, I think you misunderstood me,? I tried. I looked over at Uncle Felix and Michael hoping for assistance, but I only saw a recognition that I didn?t need. ?Then it?s settled. You?ll wear my clothes until your suitcase comes back, or until the vacation is over,? she concluded. Somehow I managed to mess it up. She obviously thought I liked to wear this, this... dress and bikinis and swimsuits. My face reddened, but they just took it as a sign of relief in them understanding my, well, situation, proclivities, what say you. Damn it! My mind raced. How could I explain this. I was at a loss, so I reluctantly conceded defeat ?Thank you,? I said meekly. ?Come with me, and we?ll find something you can wear,? she said happily. I followed her obediently, fully aware that my ass was at full display. ?See here,? she said and opened her wardrobe. It was full of dresses and what have you. ?Is there anything you prefer?? I felt I had to play along, but I didn?t know diddly squat about women?s clothes. ?Everything seems great,? I lied. ?It?s best if you decide.? ?Of course. First, do you want to wear a bra? Of course you do, don?t you? Every girl should wear a bra,? she tweeted. I?m going to die, I thought, but it was too late to bicker. She handed me a white bra, and asked me to put it on. Since I never had worn a bra, I naturally struggled to do it. ?Let me help you,? she said and clasped it on. ?Now take off those damp bikini bottoms, please.? I did, and put on another thong. It matched the bra. She then proceeded to put in some silicone pads in my bra. ?A little secret to boost our self-esteem,? as she called it. I looked in the mirror. With the added pads, I had noticeable, but not exactly big breasts. ?I?ll give you some discreet make-up, and I?m happy to show you how to it yourself later,? Jess said. I think she loved this. Good grief! When I was finished, Jess told me to choose a dress. I hoped it wouldn?t come to that, it was better if she chose, but if she thought I was a crossdresser then I must have some preferences. I like blue, so I pointed at a blue dress. ?Oh, that?s a nice choice,? she said, and took it out. It was a thigh high shimmery blue silk dress. ?This will be great on you.? I put it on, and Jess helped into it. It did feel nice though, it didn?t weigh anything, and it was almost like wearing nothing. ?You look beautiful, Alex,? she paused, ?or should I say Alexis?? I decided to be more direct this time, to evade further misunderstandings. ?Alex is fine,? I said. We went down again, and met Michael and Uncle Felix in the kitchen. ?Look at Alex. Isn?t she beautiful?? Jess said triumphantly. God, how embarrassing. Everyone told me how beautiful I were, and how they supported me. All well and nice, but damn it, this is just wrong. We ate breakfast together, and afterwards Jess told us to get in the car for a drive into the nearby town. We had shopping to do, she said. ?I think I?ll stay here,? I tried. ?Nonsense,? she said. ?Being yourself in front of us is one thing, the next step is to be yourself in public.? I grew desperate. ?I don?t think I?m ready for this,? I said. ?Don?t worry. We will be there for you,? Uncle Felix said. Not long after we were sitting in the car on our way to Siena. Jess had given me a pair of rather big black sunglasses, and I felt somewhat secure behind them. Chapter four My annoyance over the situation deflated somewhat during the trip. All right, so I had to dress as a girl, but dresses really were damn very pleasant to wear. The more pressing issue was to change the perception of me being a transsexual. I decided to play along, until I came up with a good idea. I strolled along the streets of Siena with the others. The dress was an ideal choice considering the heat. I noticed how sweaty and uncomfortable Colin, and especially Uncle Felix, were in their clothing. No one looked at me strangely, so I decided to believe I was being perceived as a girl. Jess was so proud of me, which she told me constantly. I was still relieved when we got back into the privacy of our car. Jess and Uncle Felix talked nonstop, and Michael was playing on his phone. I just enjoyed the scenery. When we got back, I went up to my room. I needed some time for myself. I undid the dress, and let it slide off me. Standing in, well, lingerie, I peered out of the window. How did this happen? I wasn?t alone for long. I heard knocking, and turned around to see Michael coming in. ?Please, can?t you knock?? I said irritated. ?I did!? he said. ?But you didn?t wait for a reply,? I retorted angrily. ?Well, geez, excuse me, Lady Snobbingham,? Michael laughed. So annoying. I realized how I was dressed, or rather undressed, and quickly picked up the dress from the floor to cover myself. ?What is it?? I snapped. ?Oh, nothing, really. I was just bored. Do you want to go in the pool?? ?No,? I replied, even though I would like to. ?Oh, okay. See you,? he said and left. I felt a pang of guilt. There really was no need to snap at him like that. Shit. Perhaps I should go down and apologize, I thought. Then there was a second knock. ?Come in,? I said in a milder voice. I expected Michael, but it was Jess. ?Are you changing?? she asked. ?No, well, yes,? I said. ?Oh, how fun. I brought you something,? she said. ?Every girl should have their own clothes, so I took the liberty to get you something in Siena. It?s a surprise. This doesn?t mean you cannot borrow things from me, though.? Geez! Now she buying me things. Things I don?t want. There were even several bags. ?You shouldn?t have,? I said. ?Nonsense,? she replied. ?No, but you really shouldn?t.? ?Well, I did. I hope you like it,? she said with a hint of disappointment. Again. Somehow, I manage to offend everyone today. ?I?m sure it?s lovely,? I said, feigning interest in what she brought with her, putting down the dress as I walked over. ?Yes, it is,? she continued enthusiastically. She had bought a couple of dresses, bras, panties (only thongs...), a black teddy and some bikinis. She held them up, and I tried the best I could to match her enthusiasm. I even had to try several pieces on. Finally, it was over. Jess seemed happy with the impromptu fashion show, and left. I got into one of the tiny bikinis. I wavered a bit in putting on the top, but decided to in the end. I had to conceal my new breast... Jess had bought breast forms. They could be glued on, Jess had told me. I tried to dodge that by telling her I wasn?t quite ready for that yet, but she wouldn?t listen. I was now a 34B, Jess informed me. If I wanted bigger breasts, I could just tell her, apparently. Less is more, I thought. I looked at myself in the mirror. I couldn?t quite recognize myself anymore. It was a little distressing. I went downstairs to apologize to Michael. I found him in a lounge chair next to the pool. ?Hey,? I started. ?Sorry for before. I was just a little tired, you know.? ?No problem, Alex.? He said, and took a sip of a beer. ?That looks nice,? I said. ?Can I have one?? ?Sure,? he replied and fished a cold Peroni from the cooler. I sat down in the neighbouring chair, and took a deep sip. ?Ah, thanks. Just what I needed.? I heard Jess from an upstairs window yelling down to us to apply sun lotion. I dutifully picked up a bottle, and started to put it on. ?Do you want me to do your back?? Michael asked. ?Uhm, I guess. Yes, please,? I replied. Michael started on my back, as I laid down on a towel, and worked his way down. Memories of last night flashed before me, and I hoped this wouldn?t give him any ideas. He was very thorough, and when he massaged in the lotion on my butt, I felt I had to say something. ?Michael?? I said and looked over my shoulder at him. He looked a little funny. ?What?s wrong, Michael? If you keep staring at me like that I?ll...? ?S-Sorry... It?s just that you, er, look so cute in that bikini. I can?t help myself.? ?I can finish it myself,? I said. ?No, no. It?s really okay. I?m almost done anyway.? He said and continued a little faster. This was wrong. He is taking advantage of me, I thought. ?There!? he said happily. ?Now you should be safe from getting burnt.? We lay there in the sun, basking really. Having more beers, and the conversation flowed easily. After perhaps too many beers, Jess joined us. ?There?s a very nice pizzeria in the village here,? she said. ?Why don?t you go there tonight?? ?Uhm, well, sure,? Michael said. ?I guess,? I said. ?Felix and I are just eating something light, so I think you two will have a much better time eating pizza!? ?I?m quite hungry now,? Michael said. ?Wanna leave soon?? The time was a little over six, so I wasn?t too early. ?Sure,? I said. ?I just need to change.? I got up and walked back into the house.