He had larger hands and feet thanmine, but that was to be expected as he was much taller than I was. Ilooked at the little dusting of hair across his...chest, it was sparse butnoticeable. I looked at his arms, also dusted with the brown hair likehis chest. I looked at my own, I could see a few light hairs butnothing like he had. My eyes traveled to his legs, strong andmuscular... here the hair was prevalent. I glanced at my own andfrowned, I had a light dusting almost unnoticeable without a. ." and Diane whispered into Erica's ear."She does that too!" Erica said.While reaching for that cabinet door over my head, Erica said to me, "Mistress Diane needs to take a shit. Do you have any objections, Jenny?" No, Mistress Erica," I answered. "I like to try new flavors."Did you really say that? Julie asked.Yeah! It just came out! I can't believe I really said that!Erica started her shower and Diane stepped into my alcove and closed the curtain. She was completely naked after she hung her. ‘No, but you’re right, I have no choice.’ Sam squared her shoulders, and walked with her friend back to the dining room where the men were all assembled. Bob Daniels approached them immediately. ‘Are you all right, Samantha?’ His eyes held concern and curiosity, and Sam could just imagine what he was thinking. She would have laughed had it not been such a serious moment. The only man she would ever want to be pregnant for was also the only man she had deliberately hurt, and he was standing at. His shoes had become high heels and he had lost his balance. As he tried to stand up, strands of long blonde hair fell into his face. As he brushed them away, he looked down to see that he was now wearing the same clothing as the two women he had seen earlier and he fit it just as well. As his mind was soon relegated to bimbo status, he got out one last question. "What is going on?" "Well I told you that was no typo, but you wouldn't believe me. Now you have tits, a very nice pair I.