.down my curves...I dried myself off...went to the room from my right...I walked into a small room...with a bed and a closet with a mirror...and a dre...ser...with clothes...I close the door. and see my bag on the bed...barely wet...I pulled out my iPhone and earphones listening to music while I change...I didn't even hear the knock as he entered my room..he. saw me slipping on his under armor....and sweat pants...no panty or bra on...he walks a still thinking...closing the door...I walk out. " A person might suddenly find himself locked into thesame sex on both worlds. His shape might be either the right one or thewrong one, but he would keep it permanently. If the unlucky travelerdidn't like it, his only viable recourse was surgery and hormone therapy.But there was another hazard that trippers had to deal with, one that wasmore common and more threatening than change-fatigue.This was "personality-drift."Soul-Searchers -- Vedaran psychologists -- described a condition similarto. Uther felt that tingle run through him as the magic began to work. Hecursed and pulled at the stockings even as he began to grow smaller,younger, and more feminine. He looked down and saw his skin grow lighterand his body hair disappear. His prick shrank down, disappearing into athatch of what was now blond hair. In time, it sank down into the cunnythat formed around it.Uther was small enough now, that the stockings no longer held him... her.She pulled first one hand free, then the other. She. Jaaaaaaaaaa......!" Jeanie, ist es nicht etwas zu fr?h mit sich selber zu spielen?", fragtgrinsend ihre Mutter. Jeanie muss sicht festhalten, weil ihre Beinedurch die Nachwehen ihres Orgasmus noch etwas zittern."Nein Mam! Guck mal, mein Slip hat einen Fleck. Ich habe ein kleinesProblem. Hilf mir bitte, ich kriege den verdammten St?psel nicht rein,stattdessen werde ich immer erregter und kriege auch noch einen Abgang.Was ist denn das nur f?r ein bl?der Fummelkram." Ach Jeanie, Jeanie, musst du.