I feel as if my height had gone down by a few inches, and I lost a little weight, but my body was primarily male, just a little effeminate now."With t...me, enough life energy, and cunning, you will become what you seek. So long as my name becomes the one spread across the land once you gain the power you desire, you will wield this power. I am bound to this tomb of a chamber, until people can grow to worship me once more, so with that I grant you a blessing to begin your journey."In front of me. He was sweating despite the cool morning temperature, fat beads rolling down his wide forehead and glinting in the thin ruins of hair on his largely balding pate. The tunic and breeches he wore were brightly colored silk in shades of burgundy and dark crimsons edged in thread-of-gold, and more costly by far than anything Silmaria had ever seen Master Edwin wear. Rings glinted on every one of the Steward’s thick, blunt fingers. A pair of soft soled slippers fit his feet in colors matching his. “Then for safety’s sake, we’d better get you tested in case you’ve picked up something nasty.”She began to object.“Sweetheart it’s only common sense, and you can do it anonymously.” I named a clinic I knew through work. It was in a different town so no-one would recognise either of us. “We could go on Saturday morning before you catch the train.”Izzy nodded her acquiescence.My God! Life was getting complicated!*Unsurprisingly there was a strained atmosphere over dinner; Izzy had pleaded for me. "No." Replied Cindy, "But I did have to eat her pussy, quite a bit."Betty looked a little shocked when she said that, which Cindy picked up on."You don't eat pussy?" Said Cindy with a look of shock of her own. "You look delicious yourself. I wouldn't mind munching your carpet!" Freshly trimmed carpet too." Chimed in mother.Betty blushed. "I could never do anything like that." "Never say never." Said Cindy winking at her. "Let's open the boxes and I'll show you the goodies."The first box.