Life with Brian - Sex Stories

Life with Brian

... fuller. Perhaps I was just imagining it. I’d have to try to find a photo from a while ago to make a comparison. I turned with my back to the mirror and tried to look over my shoulder to see how I looked from behind. I noticed my back looked very much like a girl’s, too. Strangely, I felt more surprised than upset. I got into the shower and washed my hair. On the spur of the moment I decided to reach for the razor and shaving foam on the vanity and began to shave my legs while I was in the shower. I nicked myself once, but mostly it was surprisingly easy. Then, for good measure, I shaved my armpits too. I got out of the shower and dried myself off. "And the colored girls go doop, she-doop, doop-doop, she-doop" I sang under my breath. How did the rest of it go? "Plucked her eyebrows on the way, shaved her legs..." Well, I wasn’t quite ready to pluck my eyebrows. But my legs felt great. I idly thought I must have been losing my marbles to shave them, but they looked pretty good as well. No regrets, I decided. I stayed in the bathroom a while, looking myself over. Eventually I guess I came to my senses. I realised I was gonna have to start covering myself up a little more unless I wanted Brian to notice what was happening to me. I guessed I should also work out a way to get to a doctor pretty soon. Idly I wondered why I wasn’t really upset about all of this. I got out some surgical bandage from the bathroom cupboard and wound it around my chest in an attempt to flatten out my - ...

... well, my breasts, that was what they were now, there was no question about that. When I was reasonably satisfied I wrapped a towel around myself, including my chest this time instead of letting it hang around my waist. I wondered how come Brian hadn’t said anything to me yet. Surely he must have noticed this before, considering I hung around the house in t-shirts most of the time. I stopped worrying about that and got dressed. My legs felt amazing as I pulled my jeans over them, so smooth and, I had to admit, kind of sexy. Then I combed my still damp hair out. It was well and truly down between my shoulder blades by now. I had gotten used to it being so long, in fact I kind of liked it. During the next week I explored a couple of aspects of my body I hadn’t known about before. My nipples were no longer sore, but they felt great when I touched them. I played with them idly one morning, and although I didn’t get an erection I got the most wonderful feelings from them. One morning in the bathroom after our run when Brian had gone off to college I experimented a little to see how much like a girl I was becoming. I tied my hair up and tried to thin my eyebrows out a little. I remembered reading years ago in one of my Mom’s magazines that you had to do that from underneath the brows rather than on top. I only took a little off, it hardly seemed noticeable. Brian didn’t notice it when he came home Next day I went a little bit further. I had been tidying Brian’s room the day before ...