Yes, that Bradley.“Hey, Beth,” he said, “how are you?”I was a bit flabbergasted that he’d talk to me and completely ignore my friends, but a...swered, somewhat curtly, “Ok.”“Do you want to check out the new iPhones? I hear that they’ve got some fancy new features and a better camera.”“Uh, no, thanks. I’m good. Liya and Gracey and I were gonna do, you know, girl things.”“Yeah. You know, you should hang out more with your kind.”I don’t know if it was just me, but it seemed like the world went. "Dean, you have to help me!" said Katie, whispering into the phone."Nice to finally talk to you Ms. Holmes. What's wrong?" I said, feigning interest. Probably dented her car or something."It's this guy I'm with. I met him last night at a club and got a ride back to his house. I fucked him, but then afterwards he started doing some strange shit that I wasn't into. When I told him I wanted to go home, he slammed me against a wall. I finally got him calmed down by getting him drunk and he passed. The tiny tits on my chest mademe want to scream. My hair was a mess. I'd never had long hair before.Taking care of it was a pain. When I came out of the shower, I wrappedmyself in the towel, from the chest down. Like a woman would I thought.I couldn't dare look at myself anymore. I was half woman, with a roundass, small tits. Not a pound of fat on me. I dried and pulled my hairback into a pony tail.Then the clothing part hit me. None of my clothes would fit me. I put onthe underwear they gave. "But baby, it's cold outside!" I tell him. It's November and the only light source is the moon, radiant in the clear winter sky. The temperature is just above freezing and thankfully there is no breeze. "Lets just get in the back tonight baby," I tell him. He agrees but, knowing him as I do, he won't have given up just yet. On the back seat we each undress quickly, the moonlight picks out my man's strong shape - God he's so damned sexy. He pulls down his trousers and pants and his huge thick.