"Well, some of you already know what it's about, and the other two are going to learn. Remember, you can either enjoy it or blow it. I'd advise you to...play your cards right and make them happy, male and female; you might even do yourselves some good. I understand there's going to be some state big-wheels there, and they'll expect the right kind of "entertainment," eh? I've got your regular quota of "trip-tonic" here... that is if you want it. It helps... if you know what I mean..." We've. Looking more carefully at one of the pictures, it appeared to be a couple shagging doggy-style, but she was too far away to be sure, and it couldn't be that, could it?Another of the Africans, not quite so fat this time, waddled up and gave her a bolero top and a pair of pastel pink transparent trousers. The top fitted her quite well but did not seem to have any way of buttoning up. The trousers were obviously torn. The material of the left leg had come completely away from the right and they. Her arms were around him and holding his shoulders. His hands were holding her ass. It looked as though he was holding her close to him.That picture made me smile and I felt a slight movement in the trouser department. I decided to 'Like' this picture but say nothing when she came home.As the evening went on I kept popping back to see if any more pictures had been posted to Facebook. There weren't any of note just the usual drunkenness that goes on at Christmas parties, people dancing, blurred. I glanceddown at my legs, my hands, and arms. I was stunned at how smooth, andsoft, and wonderfully feminine I had become."I know what you're going through, Ani," Suzi said, comforting me. "It'sa powerful thing, to be a woman. Most of us have a lifetime to adapt andadjust to the multitude of sensations, but you are being hit by it all ofin a remarkably short time."I nodded, knowing what was happening to me, and how powerful andoverwhelming it was. I couldn't even express how I felt and was.