She blinked, trying to think about what he meant. "Why, what?" she asked, confused. "Try to kill yourself! Not tell me about your curse! Everything!"...ohan started to rant then, and pace around the room. "If there was one person I would have hoped that you would havetrusted about this whole thing, it was me, Mr. Piccolo. Why didn't youtell me? Why did you hurt yourself? Don't you have any idea what wouldhave happened if you had died? How much I- we would have missed you?How much loosing you. " She smiled a mysterious smile. "I've kicked around some other thoughts. How would you like to be picked up by a sailor?"Greg wasn't sure how serious she was. "Are you serious?" His eyebrows rose in question."Not really, but I was wondering what it would be like to see you kiss another man?" And I was wondering what it would be like to see you kiss another woman."Sarah offered, "Then instead of trolling bars, perhaps we go up to Sam and Chris's. They seemed opened to new ideas."Greg thought. " Very good girl Cindy, I am sure you will make a perfect girl but rememberthere are no second chances. From this moment on you better pretend youare a real girl and get rid of any disgusting male thinking or actions andI do mean any." Yes, Ma'am."Karen was continuing to caress Cindy into a sexual stupor when thedoorbell rang."Go answer the door Cindy and don't forget to curtsy!"Cindy straightened her skirt and still sexually groggy headed for the dooras Ms. Karen had instructed. Her mind was. “Yes!” she shouted, “it’s happening.”“I can’t wait to see what happens to Emily,” she said with nasty smile.Emily had woken that morning after Jack left and went to the bathroom to shower. Curiously, she felt unusually slow and heavy as she moved around the shower, as if she had gained weight. She went over to the scales to check, and gasped when she saw that she was twenty pounds heavier than she should be. She ran over to the full length mirror in her bedroom and looked in horror at her body..