"What the fuck is happening to me?" I said in distress. I looked at my reflection again in the mirror. There was something noticeably wrong this time,...my eyes were bigger, and shaped more like cats eyes now, how the end of the eye facing my nose was now curled down a tiny bit and the other end seemed almost to curl up. I still looked like myself though, just with bigger and more defined eyes. Then I realized that my eyes had not only defined, but they had become extremely feminine looking. It. I was almost home when I saw the teenage girl. She was damp from the fog and shivering in a doorway. From the look she was homeless and if she had not started she would be another street walker within a week. I stopped and she looked up frightened until she saw my uniform. I sighed, "where is your family?"She bit her lip, "dead sir."I thought of the dead girl laying in the alley and held out my hand, "come with me."She hesitated before stepping out of the doorway and taking my hand. I continued. Ashleigh moved across the room to Sharon and interrupted her. She looked into Sharon’s eyes for a long moment then finally whispered. ‘Kiss me, please, really kiss me.’ And Sharon complied. The two women were about the same height and when their lips met, they quickly adjusted their body positions to be in as much contact with each other as possible. Ashleigh opened her mouth slightly in an invitation to Sharon, one that was immediately accepted by her probing tongue. As their tongues met and. The door was slightly open so I walked in saying hello; to see if anyone was home. I heard some noise in the kitchen so I walked over to check it out. It was Shawna cooking. She was actually a pretty cute girl. She was wearing a white tee shirt that just about covered her ass and some grey leggings. I put my hand on her shoulder saying hello. I guess she didn’t hear me come in so she was kind of startled and jumped when I touched her. But she knew who I was because we met once before in.