As he ate it he was still puzzling over the naggingthough that he had unfinished business. Then he recalled somethingabout going to a club. Maybe it...involved a girl. After everything he'dbeen through he wouldn't mind getting laid, feeling normal again sex-wise. He grinned to himself, washed his hands, and went to his bedroomto get changed for an evening out. That was when he got a disturbingshock.In his closet, along with his usual clothes, were several feminineitems. Had his alternate. I awoke the following morning feeling wonderful and practically purred with the warmth and softness of the bed. I cleaned my teeth and showered, then went downstairs to the restaurant. It had only just opened and apart from one man sitting at a table by the windows, the restaurant was empty ... I was ravenous and ordered “a full English”, a cooked breakfast with lots of sins!As I ate my internet partners returned. They were very apologetic about absenting themselves but could not pass up the. I don't want to... Can I ask... I don't know how to ask this." I smiled, letting her know she could say whatever. "If you were my husband, what would..." She stopped. "Are you asking theoretically? Or are you asking me to be your husband tonight?" I could feel the adrenaline pumping as I asked that. I was pretty sure she wanted me, but this was a friend of my wife's. So much could go wrong. She bit her bottom lip, but said nothing. I scooted over and put my hand on her waist. She kissed me. I. " He patted his shorts andfound the apartment keys in his hip pocket. "Seeya, and thanks." Heheaded for the door."Bob?" He stopped and turned. Charlie pointed at the floor beside thebench seat. "Your sneakers."* * * * * * * *Doctor Farnsworth steepled his fingers and stared at Bob. "So that wasthe extent of your first transformation, yes?"Bob nodded. "Yeah. I sorta assumed it was over and done with once I hadtaken off all the stuff I had been wearing when I woke up. As long as Ididn't put any.