She's a good kisser.Mom happily took my arm and we went to a nice restaurant for dinner. We went to a nightclub after.The club was an upscale one. The... played "American standards" music, like Sinatra, and it was all slow-dancing. Brad and Jessica went right on the floor to dance, but I wasn't confident in my ability so I didn't ask Mom. She kept looking at me, expecting me to ask her, but I just watched the others.A big heavy guy who looked like an offensive lineman came right up to Mom and. I mean, you don't have a... a cock. Do you?"Becky was amused at DJ's confusion."She reached back in her nightstand and pulled out a strange looking contraption. The one thing that DJ noticed was that it had a dildo attached to it.Becky got up to her feet and slipped the straps through her legs, with her back to DJ. When she turned around DJ burst out laughing. There in front of her, her Aunt had grown a cock. It was about the same size as her dildo that she had earlier, about eight inches long. This state of existence was wrong. The mirror kept revealing a foreign being as if he wore an ill fittingskin over his own. Eventually the defenses and will of his mind prevailedto some degree. Also necessity arose since he was out of food, clothing,and basic necessities he had to venture outside.The first thing to overcome was the concern about whether could go outand not be recognized as some sort of freak. Then again, he was no freakjust a typical asian girl. The only abnormal part of it all. His previous scout had retired about a month before I showed up, and the major was worried that he had not been able to obtain any fresh information about the local Indians. This was such a small fort that he did not have enough money to hire an assistant for me, so I was on my own when I took the job. I confess that I was happy with that because I did work better alone, or, at least, I thought I did.Sally was a bit concerned when I told her that I had taken the job of scout, but she calmed.