Steve motioned for the pilot to continue before he turned to face the hysterical mother. ‘We searched the compound. We have everyone. There’s no o...e left. They must be on the other chopper,’ yelled Steve over the drone of the rotating blades. ‘No! We sent them with Maria when we heard that the cartel was preparing to attack the compound. She promised to hide them until it was safe. I was afraid they’d be taken captive, tortured, raped, and murdered.’ ‘Where were they being taken?’ demanded. I stepped into a pair of her pump heels and was thrilled they fit. Barly. As I was looking at my reflection...a boy totaly dressed in my beautiful neighbors women's clothes. I noticed a brush and some blush. Some pink lipstick and eyeliner. I must have stood in front of the full length mirror for hours masterbating. Before I knew it was getting dark and I had to go home. I put everything back just the was I found it, making sure to take care of everything and locking up behind me. The next. There was the usual compliment of new MORFS kids sat waiting. Some were examining themselves every now and again, obviously still a little freaked out by whatever changes they had gone through.Next to me sat a pretty young girl with bright blue hair and a long pointed blue tail that was moving about like it had a mind of its own. The girl kept touching her chest occasionally pulling out the neckline of her top for a better look, she was pretty upset though she tried to hide it. While she was. Only -- her beautiful blonde hair was now a medium-dark brown. It was shining and lustrous, and the coloring job had been professionally done. My gorgeous, overwhelmingly lovely blonde goddess was now a brownette.Still a goddess, though."What do you think?" she asked, searching my face for giveaway reactions."You're incredibly beautiful," I said."Thanks. I just thought -- it might help me avoid the old 'I saw you on the Internet' routine for a little while longer." It's a very different look,".