Dark, heavy eye shadow, red cheeks and blood red lips gave her a seductive look that was at once startling to her but also extremely arousing. 'I am ...ot a whore but I damned sure look like one now', she mused to herself. That thought disturbed her until she realized that she was making herself up in a way she never had to encounter a man she had never met in a place she had never been. 'If I'm not a whore then what in the hell am I doing?' She asked the mirror. She steeled her nerves and. Even I wasn't ready forwhat I saw. Mom and I both gasped as the first picture was seen. It was ashot from my waist to my head; I'm looking toward the sky and am slightlybacklit, creating a halo around my head. It was the most beautifulpicture I had ever seen and it would have been so with any other model.Mom's eyes had filled with tears."You're so beautiful," was all she could say.Mom spent more than two minutes staring at the photo, and dabbing at hereyes with a tissue. As she slowly turned. He offered his hand to Sofia, who stood up, and followed him. As they walked the corridors of the ship, Sofia looked around in amazement as she saw men, women, and creatures of unidentifiable gender, who all came from so many different species that Sofia did not recognise. And every single one of them bowed to Kramus as he walked.“Notice the respect they give me,” Kramus said. “I demand it of all my subjects. I take it you receive similar treatment on your planet?”“Similar, yes.”“The respect is. But after a little thought, it made sense. For starters, girls tended to have larger wardrobes than guys. And then there was the simple fact that people with changes similar to hers could use more of their old wardrobes - especially t-shirts and sometimes shorts - than the female to male transformees, and the more fitted female garments were less likely to fit after significant body changes than their male equivalents.This worked to her advantage. She got more credits for her relatively.