Gerald used a towel to wipe himself and then he pulled on his pants,zipped his flies, buttoned his shirt and stepped into his shoes;obviously he had s...mewhere he needed to be. He playfully threw theanother towel at Michele."Here sweetie, clean yourself up," he laughed.Michele wiped at her semen soaked panties and looked up at Gerald andmade a quick study. He was a well-built handsome man in his lateforties; obviously a professional and she would bet he had something towith the hospital,. . no, he didn't use condoms either, why?" Well, did he pull out before he came?" She asked insistently.Jim thought back to the encounter. "No he didn't. Why are youasking?" Suddenly he realized why she was asking. He was a woman now,with all a woman's reproductive equipment."Oh my God, what have I done." Jim said in a horrified whisper. CHAPTER 9Jim ran his hand over his curving stomach and probed the strangefolds of his vagina, how in the name of God was a baby supposed to fitthrough that?. A lot bigger.“What!?” Becky pulled her arm back. “That’s a joke. I haven’t been that shhhkinny since I was ten!” Then her eyes fixed on my weight bench. “I’ll be right back,” she said.I watched in silence from my knees as Becky went over to the weight bench and climbed up onto it. She examined the bar. “What is that three hundred? That will work.”I told myself that this was a dream, and that this is where I would wake up. Muscles or not, that was too much mass for the tiny girl to move. There’s. ”Cut to Manchester, our studios ... At the moment the set is made up to look a little like a bedroom – double bed, with white sheets and dark blankets in place, carpet on the floor. We can see lights around the bed, obviously here to fully illuminate the scene. Whilst the set is ready for shootings – there’s no sign of any on-screen talent.We cut to the street outside and see a car pulling up and turning into our small six space car park. There aren’t any empty spaces, and the car simply parks.