Once inside she would not have even the occasional Absolute to look at for as a companion nudity. She would be at the mercy of the Sisters of Mercy, w...o set standards for the women on campus so high that no girl ever saw another girl nude in the dorms, gym, showers or locker rooms. Her only comfort was that the few males on campus were tenured professors and not frat boys or jocks her own age.Modesty was a virtue and virtue was an even higher value than education at St. Martin's. That the judge. Finally the fourth guy Looked more like a guitarist for Marilyn Manson. He was white as a sheet and had on all goth clothes with tattoos all over his body. This was quite the motley crue. I don't think I would see a single one of these guys on the street and think they would be into boys.They walked circles around me surveying the merchandise. The big guy was first to act with a hard slap to my ass. I jumped and felt the stinging reverberate through my body. "Nice ass you got there you little. Everything went black and then I woke up, my clothes couldn't have hopedto have fit me, I was not more than 4 feet tall, and I must have been muchyounger too as my fingers and hands were as tiny as the rest of me. Then Inoticed it, it was like a cool draft against my crotch only a completelynew sensation - I felt down and realized I was now a girl, a little girlno where older than 8."Change me back," I demanded in my tiny voice, but he only laughed."Soon you wont want to be changed back my. The suntan hose and black boots simply madethe costume a stand out, and the phaser, communicator and tricorderprops were fun, too. The phaser was actually a combination mace and stungun, communicator a cell phone and tricorder, a purse with everythingthat a girl would need.At the party, I was given my favorite smoothie, not knowing that thefootball team intended to score on me. Oh, Les was there, but kept busyby a well meaning, but clueless coach with complaints against him. Itwas when the team.