More a woman?" Jennifer nodded again. "Then it is settled. I will go now and return after my shift. I want to feel like you feel. You will st...y here until I return, no? And then I will feel what your man can do." With that, Katrina pulled down Jennifer's soaked panties before reaching over to her cart and getting something out of the ice bucket. She held a gleaming ice cube before Jennifer's eyes before thrusting it against her swollen clit before pulling her panties back up. . She put the pasta in a bowl and sat it on the counter.Then she poured the hot marinara sauce and meatballs into another bowl, setting it beside the pasta on the counter. Jack placed the salad on the table, then he put the bowls of pasta and sauce on there too. Ariel took the bread from the oven, put the hot slices on a plate and put it on the table. "Jack, could you please get the grated cheese and salad dressing from the fridge and the wine from the freezer for me?" she asked him. He smiled. Definitely not a hallucination, I told myself,giving myself a little slap to make sure I was awake. I took off the pantiesand again they became my underwear. I tried an older pair of underpants andsure enough they remained as they were. Breathing a sigh of relief, Ipromised myself I would find out just what happened as soon as I got achance.So I took my shorts and put them on. Then a second later I realised thatmaybe because they were also new, like my underwear, they would change too,and sure. The same applies for the skirts and dresses in mywardrobes, and definitely applies to the bras and ballet leotards in mydrawers. It's been so long since I last wore any of these clothes thatI've forgotten what it's like to even put them on- and that's knowledgeI'll never have any need for ever again. To all intent and purposes, myname was NEVER Kayleigh-Ann, and I was NEVER a girl.I carefully put the tights away in my drawer and sit down on my bedwhen my bedroom door opens to reveal grandma.