The area of strangeness was still spreading. He felt the feeling of alteration enter his left shoulder and start spreading across his upper body. Jeff...was near to total panic. Was he dying?Then he felt his neck being rearranged. It, too, was becoming slender and losing most of the muscles around it. "What have you done to me?" cried Jeff, but his voice was no longer his own. Instead of the bass rumble he had been used to since adolescence, he now had a high, feminine pitched voice. He looked. Her black hair was short now, and it made her face sensual. He didn't think he could resist her, and it seemed she would be after him.He showered and walked down to the kitchen. He had some fruit, and coffee, but there was no one around. He found some leftovers, and ate a lot. When he poked his head in his dad's study, Bob was concentrating on his computer. He mumbled "Morning, Dad." and backed out. He walked out the living room doors toward the beach. As he did, Elizabeth and Dee were wading. She needs an attitude adjustment though."We cuddled together while discussing a plan. Some of it was pretty silly, which sent us into gales of laughter. We both felt that the "Chinese water torture" was out as being too radical. Hanging her by her thumbs was turned down also. Then we came up with some really nasty things, but didn't see anyway to implement them.We came to the conclusion that it had to be something that was pleasant to start with, but would be something that she had to control. ‘I guess my only option, then, is to leave… sort of like Carlos?’ I saw my comment struck its mark. My uncharacteristic aggressiveness had Anita shocked and silent. ‘It always surprised me you’d wasted all that time and effort planning, scheming, to trap a feral piece of shit like Carlos. Everyone knew he had the morals of an alley cat. Why you thought getting pregnant and forcing him to marry you would change him is beyond me!’ ‘Momma!’ Toni gasped. ‘But, you’re right, Anita,’ I continued..