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BORN TO BE

"You've got real breasts," Ted gasped upon entering my bedroom. "What the heck is happening to us?".

A DAUGHTER

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and weightless, it almost melted in my quaking fingers. I carefully stepped into this delicate creation and lifted it over my quivering body. It hugged every curve and valley. I inserted my arms through the thin straps that held the dress up, and brought the top over my breasts and shoulders.

Reaching behind, I tried to raise the zipper, but it was almost impossible, so I asked Ted for help. He came into the room and nearly swooned when he saw my dress. "Oh, Mom! It's lovely. You'll to be the hit of the party!" I blushed and thanked him for his compliment. He quickly zipped me up and returned to his own room.

I stood in front of my vanity mirror and smoothed the lovely creation over my body to remove wrinkles and to make sure it fit correctly in all the strategic places. I knew this dress was gorgeous on me. It hugged my every curve and ended a few inches above my nylon encased knees. The only indication of breasts was the protrusions made in pushing the beading from my chest. I didn't mind because I wanted to present a modest image to Bob's boss.

Gravitating to my vanity, I brushed my long tresses until they gently cascaded onto my shoulders. For this evening, I chose to wear only one pair of earrings, and I knew just the pair! This was just the special occasion for wearing my stunning ruby ovals! Looking in the mirror, I loved the way they framed my face. Checking my 'look', I adored the way my red four inch pumps displayed my lovely legs. They were the perfect accent to my dress!

Glancing at my large zircon engagement ring twinkling from the light from the mirror, I had the strangest feeling that I wanted a real diamond. Oh, my ring was lovely, but it was fake, like my marriage to Bob. Did this mean I wanted a real marriage with Bob too? I shivered at the thought!

I glided into the living room to wait for Bob and Ted. A few minutes later, Ted made his 'grand entrance'. He was absolutely gorgeous in a shimmering, form fitting dress we had bought on our last shopping excursion. It hugged his body and highlighted his tiny waist and small but growing breasts. The tapered waist displayed his feminine hips and plump derriere to advantage. His skirt ended several inches above his lovely nylon encased knees.

His curly blond hair framed his head like a halo. Gold hoops and pearl studs graced his earlobes, and his makeup was light as befitting a teenage girl. A single line of light brown shadow and black eyeliner coated his eyelids and