We spent the afternoon at Farmstead hitting balls and practicing our putting. Andrea did quite well, especially considering that they didn’t have th...ir own clubs and hadn’t practiced since their last visit. Allison, however, smoked the ball. ‘Gee Allison,’ her sister commented, ‘watching you makes me wonder if Daddy is really your father.’ Allison howled in laughter then she went to the putting green and smoked everything under eight feet. Jennie and I must have given her a dozen high fives and. .changing me. It wasthe same thing that had happened to me the first time I'd awoken thestaff. I'd been turned into a chick again."I'll never get used to this," I muttered, noticing that my voice hadchanged into a woman's voice.I looked down at myself and saw the nice round bulges pushing out of mychest again. The sight of tits on my own chest was damn surreal, evenif I was only seeing them through my clothes. I quickly reachedbetween my legs though already knew what I'd find. I really. .." Yeah..." I said encouraging but non-committed. I didn't have a clue what he was talking about but being a pure male I didn't want to let on."The lab is looking for couples to volunteers for the trial of "Bliss", the new sexual d**g for women." He managed, half embarrassed.My ears pricked up."And?" I said."I was ..uh... wondering whether you meant what you said the other day. I mean about you and Alice being interested in trying it out." He said."Maybe, what's the catch?" I replied."The d**g. She fed a chocolate to both of use. My wife and I were surprised. She said her husband agreed to work. After couple of days my wife referred her in her company. Pinky and her husband are from North India and though she did her MBA, her accent had northindian influence. It was her first interview and she made a mess of it. She was so upset.My wife asked me to educate her to get her prepared for interviews. I said I can’t.. after couple of days, I referred her in my company. I asked her to.