“So, little girly boi, have you chosen a name?” the slow steady probe of the velvet covered steel prong in Calvin’s butt had not ceased for a ti...e that felt nearly endless. Yet the question was important, for just as he knew he had chosen, not been forced by hunger to be here, to start to grow a set of breasts, and to have the hair permanently removed from his face, so too he could chose his own name.He, not Hammer had made the appointment, He, not Gina had decided on the hair removal, and. "Oh shit..."Ken clutched at his chest. "Oh no..."A wave of vertigo and nausea overwhelmed him. Ken stumbled, and then collapsed to the floor, gasping, frantic, his heart racing."What is wrong with me???" he cried out, as the dizziness threatened to overwhelm him. "Stop it, stop it, stopitstopitstopit!" he stamped his foot in frustration, trying to get control of his body back. What am I going to do about the children? What if I collapse and there's no one to take care of them??For the first. " Agent Wilkes turned and headedout her office. Dmitry sized up the man's arse as he departed buteventually decided that he preferred Sarah's husband's derriere to thisman's.With Catherine's boss gone, Dmitry settled back in her chair and began toread all about the people who made up this Axis of Evil team.***Adam was in his room playing with his boobs when Agent Wilkes knocked onthe door. He was feeling horny and with the full feedback from his suithe was able to tease and pleasure himself. She nodded. "Just concentrate on having a winning ticket while you draw the symbol. That's the Magic, your force of will."I shook my head, thinking we had just wasted my last ten dollars, but I closed my eyes and with my fingertip drew a dollar sign on the back of the ticket. Under my breath, I repeated, "Winning ticket," over and over.I didn't feel anything happen, so I opened my eyes and looked at Jordan. She handed me a nickel. I took it and played the game on the face.At first, I wasn't.