Then Tess told me about this trick she used on her own brothers and how well it worked for her.” she sobbed, “Oh, I never should have listened to ...er… but she talked me into it and I was so glad that it worked… It was as if my dreams had come true, but then you didn’t want to do it anymore and... and… now you hate me“ Anne kept rambling on, struggling against the tears.I lifted her chin with my fingers and looked her in the eyes. I felt the urge to kiss her. She looked so miserable and. As I had to keep flicking or swinging all that hair out of my way, I couldn't stop thinking about my secret plan for tomorrow. The new Tom fixed our drinks while I completed my cooking. As he passed behind me in the kitchen, he pinched my bum."Oi! What happened to all those feminist ideals?", I asked, having just been transformed from a cooking "new man" to a dutiful wife about to serve food to her husband.The meal was much more relaxed than the last body-swapped one in the restaurant. I found. So I boarded a passenger train from Bareilly junction. The train seemed to be negative choice as it was deserted inside, only a fistful passengers could be seen. But since there was no other option I sat in the most occupied compartment. Believe me even the most occupied wagon had about ten people. As the train drifted I grabbed my earphones and switched on the music, it was about 9:30 p.m. train stopped on its first station and to my surprise all my co-passengers descended from the train. Now. "I_can't_ have breasts."But as he sat up on the edge of the bed, he could feel the increased weightof his two new breasts. There could be no doubt they were there. In addition,he felt his newly lengthened hair swishing across his shoulders. Even hiswaist had become a lot thinner than he remembered it being just yesterday.And, if he hadn't known better, he would have sworn he was sitting on aninflatable raft.After rising shakily from his bed, Peter stumbled across the room. Not onlyhad his.