Jazzy jerked violently at the sudden sensation, his back arching off the bed as a sharp spark shot through him.
"Sensitive? Don’t worry. Soon you won’t be able to keep your hands off them. Paige says that sissy girls like you love playing with their new titties."
"I think the hormones are starting to set in. She’s so emotional."
"What… what have thou done to me?"
Mommy gasped dramatically, placing a hand over her chest like he had said something deeply offensive. "Sweetheart! Nothing! This is all to improve you."
"Improve me? I—I am a fweak!"
Enjoy! Xoxo^^
Lara Lynn