Five years ago, still in high school, she had met him online and fallen into a trance at the words he typed to her. Not like the boys she knew. He was...’t flirtatious. He was forceful. And she’d secretly wanted, for so long, to be forced… ‘I can still make you come harder than you thought possible,’ he told her from across the table now, and took a casual drag on his cigarette. She found her voice, and tried to put some irritation into it. ‘Don’t even start that, Mick,’ she said, shifting in her. That was why I had moved in next door to Allison. After my wife’s death I couldn’t stand to be around anything that reminded me of her, like our house, our friends, and our town. So I moved several states away.Fortunately what I do for a living does not require me to go into the office, as long as I have a high speed Internet connection and next day mail deliveries.When the snow melted I saw Allison outdoors more often. She was keeping herself busy working around in her flower garden as she had. As I turned into the kitchen I saw my lovely lady standing at the sink, wearing the top to her microscopic string bikini that showed the full swell of her round breasts covering only the nipples and the larger areolas. Below she had on a pair of extreme cut off shorts, the cheeks of her ass showed nicely below the frayed legs of the shorts. I laughed to myself, she wore this when she wanted to distract me, and it worked. Now I wondered if it worked as well on other men as well as it normally. It was light asa feather in his new arms, the magic of it's origins making it aformidable weapon. He knew some of the Rules now and was relieved to see that his body wasmagical abd ungoverned by a woman's Rules. He was now the dopplegangerbut retained his own mind and control. He knew enough of this new worldthat with his new breasts he should be stupid and sex-crazed...yet beinga doppleganger protected him from those Rules. He walked through the woods wearing strips he'd torn from his.