“My password. I just made it up.”“No, deary me, Customer ... Mr Atkins ... please, you are really trying my blessed patience here. You have to p...e-arrange your password with your ‘Official Human Handler’, at the point of your demise. Your ‘Official Human Handler’ then enters your password into the system with a hand thingy he carries. Beats me why in this new PC world we have to replace a single blessed word like ‘angel’ with three blessed words for the same blessed thing. But then I was never. As you look around, you can see me, too, sitting in the corner. I do not acknowledge you.You are now fully aware of being covered only by a semi-transparent piece of cloth. You can feel your palms getting wet with sweat, and as you feel their eyes on you, you realize that you are getting wet elsewhere, too. The doctor points you to the door on his left. When you enter, you find yourself in a room almost identical to the one you got undressed in. The doctor starts with a regular check up. Then. I looked in the mirror, I couldn't believe how I had been transformed. "Now " she said " I have been invited to a party tonight and I want you to come with me, nobody will ever know and I think you are just my type". A smile spread across her face, "come on, we'll have fun and you never know, you just might enjoy yourself" . I stayed in the back of the shop until she had finished, when she had done she came and collected me. " I need to go home and get a change of clothes". When she came out of. ’ I looked over and words failed me. Now, I’ve seen a lot of beautiful women — hell, I’ve even dated a few — but Stella put them all in the shade. I mean, she was Playboy beautiful with a body to match. She was easily six feet tall, with huge eyes of a mysterious dark color, a flowing mane of wavy jet-black hair, dusky skin that was absolutely perfect, lips that looked like they could suck a lemon through a garden hose and more curves than a mountain highway. This woman had tits that hung just.