From California.” He said the word California like it was a prized jewel he just got his hands on. “Yeah, my dad’s in the military. We... move a...lot.” Jake said with regret. Military dad. Ouch. I would hate to have one of those. “Ben was just showing me around.” “The bell is about to ring.” A teacher announced as she walked by. This was our cue to stop the tea party and get to class. “See you around... Damien, right?” Jake questioned, his totally hot face twisted up in his confusion.“Yeah.. ?" Her fear built as she backed away. Peter could guess what was going on. She thought she was going to be raped. Not far off. "All I'm going to do is transform you to a new life." Then he used his mind control powers to rewrite her previous personal information. Her mind was putty in his hands. But first the transformation. He first decided to increase her intelligence to her maximum level. Then he started on reforming her body. Her face was o.k, but with his powers he made it like a models.. He was in a tightsix strap garter belt that held the beige welts of the sheer nylonstockings tight and taut high on his smooth hairless thighs, the tightsheer fabric wrinkle free zipping with each mincing step as thestockings shined in the light and he felt the cool fall breeze whistlearound his legs and up and under his dress and slips.He was wearing lace trimmed ladies nylon briefs and over that a tight,vintage, white, heavily satin paneled panty girdle that was cinchedhigh and tight on his. Lästiges Anhängsel waren sie für ihre Typen bereit zum Ficken und hart von Ihren Machos behandelt zu werden. Giggelnd und zugedröhnt warteten diese Tussen auf den nächsten Drink oder den nächsten Schwanz.Den letzten freien Barhocker hatte sie erwischt, Wodka bestellt und natürlich eine braune Zigarette im Mund.„Ich bin Dan“ sagte der Typ, der ihr die entgegenstreckte. „Natascha“ antwortete sie kurz beim lapidaren Händedruck. „Siehst ausgehungert aus“ begann er seine Konversation. „Wollen wir.