Connor knew that if he took something from them, they'd blame other girls for it, if not each other. All he had to do was make sure he picked a time when they were sure to be gone, sneak in, grab something quickly, and get out without being detected.

Today, he had found a nice silky bra, with underwires to support Sophia's impressive bust. He also had a pair of pink thong panties, which he decided must have belonged to Madeline. But they were his now! He put them next to the skirt he had taken from them the week before, at the back of his dresser drawer. He's wear them that night, and pretend he was Madeline. Or Sophia. Or a mixture of both. It didn't matter, as long as he was dressed up like a girl.

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Connor praised himself at how smart he was. After borrowing the girl's clothes for a while, he would slyly return them, perhaps in their dirty clothes hampers. They'd do their wash, find their missing items, and forget that the whole thing had ever happened. He tried to be careful, and not stain their clothes when he made himself come in them. But it would come out in the wash anyway, he reasoned.

Connor was all excited today though. It was the weekend, and someone special was in town. Sophia and Madeline had a friend named Brianna, who was even hotter than them! Brianna was visiting for the weekend, bringing her suitcase with her.

Connor knew that this was the perfect setup. She'd be gone in a few days, so if something was missing, she'd think she forgot to pack it. He could get some really good stuff, and not have to worry about returning it. It would be so awesome to wear something that had been on Brianna's perfect body.

As he was sitting there plotting his strategy, he was shocked when there was a knock on his open door, and all three girls walked into his room!

"Hey Connor" said Madeline. "This is my friend Brianna, who is visiting for the weekend."

"Hi Brianna, I think I saw you here with the girls before, right?"

"Ooh, he's smart too. He remembers me!"

Brianna was dressed in cut off jeans, that were cut off very very high on her legs! In fact, they barely covered her panties. And they were tight too, leaving nothing to the imagination. She wore a plaid shirt up top, but it was short, leaving her bellybutton exposed, so you could see something golden dangling there, where she had it pierced. It also exposed part of the tattoo on her back. Every guy wanted to see the full tattoo, so they could tell what it was!

She was really stacked. Her tight shirt showed off her perfect bust, and the deep V cut in the neck exposed her cleavage. Her hair was long and golden, her face that of an angle. Her smile was electric. Connor, like very guy she ever met, was immediately entranced with her. But for him, there was something else, he felt a sudden overwhelming need to wear her clothes.

More than he ever felt before: something in his mind went crazy, and it was like the urge to breath. He had to be in her clothes. It felt more important than eating or sleeping to him. Nothing else mattered in fact. All he could think of was wearing her clothes!

"Connor, we're going down to the student union to listen to the band" said Sophia. "Do you want to come and hang out with us?"

What a quandary! The girls were asking him to hang out with them! He wanted to jump at the chance. But he couldn't. This was what he needed. An opening to get into their room, knowing that he would have hours to himself.

"No, I'm sorry. I'm not feeling up to it. Maybe we can go to dinner later tonight?"

"That would be wonderful" said Brianna. She giggled as she looked at Connor, and he shivered all over. The urge to wear her clothes continued to grow inside him. He couldn't wait until they left his room, so he could get right to it.

"See you later, hon" said Brianna.

"Good-bye Connor" said Madeline.

They took off. Connor didn't even wait a minute; as soon as he saw them get into the elevator, he made a beeline for their room. He had fashioned a special key, which could open any door in the dorm. His family had been locksmiths. It was a very easy thing to do, with the simple locks they used in his building.

He unlocked the girl's room, stepped in, and locked the door behind himself. He was in! He turned on the lights, and started to scope things out.

On the desk, where the schoolwork normally sat, there was a suitcase laying open. Connor's heartbeat increased dramatically. Brianna's clothes. He had to wear them.

The first thing he noticed was a pink bra. It was on top of the suitcase, laying across the open lid. He reached out and took it in his hand. He was going to put it into the little bag he carried, so he could transport it back to his room. But as he felt the soft material, something unusual happened.

He had an urge to wear the bra now. Not later, but now! This was the bra that she wore. It was the one that was cupping her perfect breasts.

The urge grew so strong within him, that the bra seemed to be talking to him now! It sounded like Brianna's voice, and he could hear it in his head.

"You want to wear me, don't you" said Brianna's lilting voice, almost singing to him. "You want to feel my soft silky cups touching your sensitive nipples. Imagine how wonderful you'll feel with my straps over your shoulders! My band will constrict around you, and I can embrace you."

Connor's eyes were bugging out of his head. He couldn't believe what was happening. He couldn't wait any longer, he had to wear that bra, now!!!

"Yes hon, take your shirt off" said the voice. "Once your shirt is off, you can wear me. I'll make you feel so much like a girl. You'll feel so feminine and so pretty when you're wearing me. You long to feel me covering your chest, softly cupping your breasts, supporting them and pulling them up. Ooh, you want me so bad you can't stand it! Yes hon, put me no now. Nobody will see me under your clothes. You can wear me around as you go back to your room. I want you to wear me so badly! Don't you want me too?"

If Connor had any doubts in his mind, they were gone. It was like the bra itself was seducing him. He couldn't take it anymore. He had his shirt off. Now he put his arms under the straps, and pulled the bra against his chest. He reached behind, and fastened the clasps with the expert hand of someone who had done it many times before, as he had.

But this time, it was different. First of all, the sounds coming from the bra sounded like a woman having an orgasm. The more of the bra he had on, the more aroused the voice got. As he fastened the straps, she sounded like she was screaming in the throes of a massive orgasm.

"Oh, I just love the feel of your breasts" said the voice in Connor's head "They're so big and so full! They're stretching me out as far as I can go! And oh those big nipples you have, they're poking into me, and arousing me so much! Oh I can't stand it!"

All this made Connor feel so aroused! He was hard as a rock. Harder in fact. He was completely turned on.

"Don't you feel feminine now?" said the voice. "Doesn't it feel good to have me on? Doesn't it make you feel like a girl? Isn't it wonderful to have big breasts?"

Connor did feel feminine. More so than he ever had in all his life! He had been fully dressed in female attire before, even with a wig on, and makeup. But nothing had ever made him feel so much like a girl before! He turned to the mirror on the opposite wall, so he could see how wonderful he looked in the bra.

Something was wrong. When he turned, he felt something jiggling on his chest. He looked in the mirror, then he looked down, and he wanted to scream! There on his chest was the bra, as he expected. But it wasn't hanging empty; it was filled with the most perfect pair of boobs that he had ever seen in his life. Even bigger, fuller, and better looking than Briana's pair!

"Oh my god" he said out loud.

He had breasts! He cupped his hands over them, and they were so sensitive! They were real. And they were on his chest. It was impossible! How could he have boobs? He suddenly started to panic. He had to get the bra off. He couldn't let someone see him with boobs! Then they'd know he was wearing a bra. He had to get out of it!

But before he could do anything, Connor heard a voice in his head calling to him. A voice that froze him, and made him unable to act.

"Over here, hon" said the voice.

Connor turned to look at Brianna's suitcase. There on the top was a a fuzzy white sweater. It was the sweater calling out to him.

"You want do wear me, don't you?" said the voice.

"I, um...." started Connor.

The voice cut him off, and continued to talk.

"Don't you want to wear the same sweater that has been wrapped around Brianna's perfect arms? I want to caress you with my softness. I want to hold you in me so tight! I'll make your boobs look even more exciting, when they are enveloped in me. My U neck will show them off to everyone. I'll make you look prettier. Don't you want to be pretty? Don't you want to feel like a girl?"

Connor was conflicted. Putting on the bra had altered his body, and made him have boobs. What would it do to him to put on the sweater? But it seemed so soft, so harmless. His breasts would look really good inside a nice tight sweater.

"Yes hon, pick me up. Ooh, that feels good" said the voice. "Oh yes! I want to be worn by you so much! Please, let me wrap myself around you! Ooh, you're getting me all excited! Put me on! It turns me on so much to think of being worn by you! I'll make you feel so feminine. You'll feel just like a girl, if you put me on!"

Connor's hands were trembling. He couldn't help it. He had to put the sweater on. It just sounded like such a good idea. The thought of being able to feel like a girl was so arousing to him! Even though there might be consequences, as there were for the bra, he couldn't help it. He just had to put the sweater on!

He put his head into it, and the voice in his head moaned, like a girl does when a guy puts himself up into her special place between her legs. He put his left arm into the hole, and then his right. He pulled the sweater down over his head, then pulled it on all the way.

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