As her fat lumpy ass became much smaller and smoother, her skirt and bloomers fell down around her ankles. She squealed in a new voice, high and lilti...g rather than the gravelly rumble of Ms. Moran. She stood amazed, looking at her new body. Chelsea was dumbfounded as well. Erika and Christine, however, took everything in stride, just as Kyle had wished them to."Chelsea, you don't mind letting Hillary wear your clothes, do you?" Kyle said and wished. "Her old clothes just don't fit." Sure,. . had other things not transpired ....had timing been different .... had circumstances been different .... it would have been Eddie and I today.Don't get me wrong! Tom is my man and I love him so much and he returns his love to me abundantly. Tom is probably one of very few men who could tolerate me long term. I can't even imagine my life without Tom.Jill and Eddie? Same thing .... they love each other, they are so compatible together, and they love life together so much.The four of us have. After the ID band had given its three short pips and one long pip Susan looked up again.Susan looked up and was expecting to see Jack coming back towards her from the end of the alleyway. Instead she looked up into the skeletal faces of two of the boys that had stalked them the other night. One of them was fingering a very sharp looking knife. Susan heard a thud and turned to see the third one plopping down over the fence into the alleyway. She was hemmed in on both sides by these three weedy. We did what we had to do, preventing his army from leaving the swamps. The fact that most of us were killed, and our fort destroyed, simply doesn't matter to them. We are the heroes. Their storytellers are chanting our praises from one end of the swamp to the other." All right, then." Amy leaned forward intently, and Pete had to smile at the contrast between her slender beauty and Dron's reptilian bulk. "We don't have much time, since we have to strike before Pleorran is ready for us. Here's.