I couldnĀ“t do anything of them, they were all embarrassing. I laid naked on the bad and started to massage my chest hoping they would grow. The sensation was amazing. My chest felt tender and the nipples hard. But as I looked I only saw and felt my boys-chest, it was my imagination. I continued to massage and fell asleep. I dreamed of having my own tits. I let them bounce, wore a bikini-top and a bra and I felt them up.
The next morning I had the same tender feeling on my chest as in the afternoon. I lifted my head to see if anything changed and saw ...
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