Kelly gave me the black pair of padded panties I had bought from Frederick's and the bra to hold the inserts. I pulled on the panties over my others without talking and them put the bra about my chest. I reached for the box with the breast forms in them and took them out.
"Aren't they hard?" asked Kelly, touching them. I blushed as she inspected my female attributes. She watched fascinated as I inserted them into the lace-edged bra.
"The do look real." said Ginny in wonderment as I adjusted the bra straps. I glanced at Karen's mirror and I had to admit, that in the light, the transparent pockets of the Fredericks' bra, they did look alright. It was the removal of any hair on my body, I realized, as excitement rose up in me as I looked at my body. It was a little girlish, wasn't it?
"Too hard," said Kelly. "They need to jiggle as we dance. But we'll fix that later".
Later? Was she suggesting that there would be more wonderful dressing up sessions as girls after this one? MY heart leaped with joy.