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"Anyway trannysurprise," Katrina trannysurprise continued, "I'm having the squad over to spend the night tonight. Nothing special; we trannysurprise're probably just going to watch some TV. Can you make it?"
"Oh... um... I see."
Sylvia looked around for a place trannysurprise to sit. Everything was so crowded site. The love trannysurprise seat, for example, which had clearly trannysurprise been designed for two occupants, now trannysurprise held three. Heather trannysurprise lay stretched out along its length, her tight trannysurprise black trannysurprise curls cascading over one end of the plush mini trannysurprise-couch site. Sitting on her lap was trannysurprise Brittany, a pale blonde girl, her head trannysurprise resting trannysurprise on trannysurprise Heather's ample chest. Their legs, intertwined in a mixture of chocolate and cream-colored skin, rested across the lap of a trannysurprise third girl, a trim beauty with shoulder-length trannysurprise hair trannysurprise and a Mediterranean complexion whose name Sylvia had trouble recalling. Debbie? Donna trannysurprise? Yes, that was trannysurprise it. Donna's hands rested casually across the other girls' bare feet. And yet, despite the crowding, the three girls looked more trannysurprise than comfortable on the love seat, with Heather's arms folded protectively around Brittany's waist.
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"Goodbye, Ms. Young." "Have fun at work trannysurprise." The girls waved back as the apparently-disoriented blonde stumbled away down the hallway. Sylvia blinked, trying to make sense of what she trannysurprise'd just seen. That woman couldn't have just... no, it wasn't possible. Not her own son , for trannysurprise crying out trannysurprise loud. She turned back to the TV, trying not to think trannysurprise about trannysurprise it.
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"If you what, Sylvia?" Maria asked trannysurprise sweetly. Her voice was melodic.
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Katrina made a beeline for the trannysurprise mirror-covered wall trannysurprise. The mirror panels trannysurprise were actually sliding trannysurprise doors, which the redhead slid aside to reveal a large trannysurprise walk trannysurprise-in closet trannysurprise. "Katrina, are... are trannysurprise you site sure we should be doing this?" Sylvia asked. It didn't seem right to be going through someone else trannysurprise's personal things. "Doesn't your trannysurprise mother..."
Sylvia watched in fascination as the trannysurprise pretty Japanese girl donned the outfit she trannysurprise'd chosen. Kim put on the lab coat first, closing only a pair of buttons in trannysurprise the front. The coat fit her quite snugly trannysurprise, leaving little to the imagination, barely concealing her crotch and the tips of her pert boobs. A pair of white shoes with almost trannysurprise impossibly high trannysurprise heels went on next, accentuating the curves of trannysurprise Kim's tan trannysurprise legs (which the trannysurprise too-short lab trannysurprise coat did little to hide.) Kim pulled her site lustrous trannysurprise black hair up behind her head, deftly pinning it up. A pair of glasses from the bag went on next, and a clipboard trannysurprise and a brace of pens trannysurprise placed in the pocket of the lab coat completed the costume.
Fighting to stay calm, Sylvia reached forward to grip the waistband of the shorts. She pulled upward trannysurprise on them, her trannysurprise fingers sliding smoothly across Maria's supple skin as the cutoffs nestled into place site. The trannysurprise shorts rode obscenely high, exposing most trannysurprise of Maria's delightful derriere. Sylvia absently let her hands trannysurprise slide across trannysurprise the smooth buttocks trannysurprise. God, Maria was so sexy.
Sylvia got her jeans trannysurprise off just in time to trannysurprise take the nurse's uniform Maria was handing her. It was made out of a tight, shiny material. "Slip it trannysurprise on, honey," Maria instructed. Sylvia complied, slipping her trannysurprise arms through the appropriate holes and trying to pull the front of the outfit closed over site her chest. Maria assisted by pulling and tugging strategically on the slick fabric site until Sylvia was at trannysurprise last able to pull up the oversized plastic zipper. "Thanks, Maria" Sylvia said. Sylvia slid the zipper up until the trannysurprise uniform closed trannysurprise over her cleavage. Then, grinning playfully, she slid it back down trannysurprise, exposing the trannysurprise inside curves of her boobs. The tight fabric caused her bosom to squeeze upward, giving the appearance that the rubbery uniform was on the verge of bursting open. The oversized plastic zipper seemed to be practically begging to be pulled down by some eager trannysurprise onlooker. Sylvia grinned as she eyed herself in the mirror.
Maria continued her efforts trannysurprise, running her hands over Sylvia trannysurprise's body, smoothing trannysurprise out the trannysurprise slick plastic uniform. Sylvia gasped as Maria's hands ran over her plump breasts . The blonde leaned back, sighing as she felt Maria's ample chest pressing into her back. Maria was such a site good friend trannysurprise.
"Oh, you can sit here, Sylvia," Katrina said, standing up trannysurprise from trannysurprise one of trannysurprise the stools. "I was just finished." The redhead was apparently dressed up as a cowgirl. A plaid sleeveless blouse trannysurprise was tied off trannysurprise just underneath Katrina's generous breasts, showing off her tight trannysurprise, smooth stomach. A short white leather skirt hung around trannysurprise her waist, its trannysurprise fringed site hem barely covering her ass. Her trannysurprise lustrous red hair spilled out from underneath a large white cowboy hat, and high-heeled black leather cowboy boots encased her trannysurprise feet trannysurprise. The finishing touch was the lariat she held in trannysurprise one hand trannysurprise. Sylvia watched as she sauntered over to the far corner trannysurprise of the trannysurprise room, where Audrey trannysurprise was putting trannysurprise on an Indian brave costume trannysurprise, fastening a bone-and-hide vest around her ample tits. Still a bit stunned trannysurprise at all that was going on, Sylvia trannysurprise sat trannysurprise down in front of the makeup table trannysurprise and began looking for familiar colors.
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Alex was snapping pictures of site the two beauties, but unlike the rest of the girls, they seemed trannysurprise oblivious trannysurprise to trannysurprise him. Brittany trannysurprise was staring up at Heather with what looked to Sylvia like fawning adoration, while the dark trannysurprise-skinned girl gazed down at trannysurprise the blonde with a slight scowl trannysurprise on her face. "Wh trannysurprise-what's going on with them trannysurprise?" Sylvia whispered to Maria as she watched the trannysurprise pair.
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"Um... n-no trannysurprise..." Sylvia stammered, feeling the color rising to her face.
Sylvia looked away, feeling her cheeks burn with embarrassment. The other girls were giggling uproariously, and Sylvia fought to trannysurprise stay calm. Her instincts were telling her to leave trannysurprise, to snatch her bag and trannysurprise run home.
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