"Another client?" Beth asked with a nasty snarl."I'm not sure who it is."It was Sharon Peterson, the manager."I've been getting some serious complaint.... If you are going to keep up your activities, you have to dress a little less provocatively in the halls. I can't cover you any longer." She wants to stop and give back all the money." What? Is she nuts?" No, she's serious." Sharon looked at me and I nodded."You two better quit talking about me like I'm not here." Well you can return your share,. .." I meekly protest."Seriously! What the fuck are you doing? What the hell do you want Jay?"Dave rips into me."I want to change," I say, but it's hollow.I want to lose the plastic pants because I can't get them off withouthelp. I want to wear them too, I think. Maybe wear a diaper too. My penisstiffens at the thought of wearing a diaper again."Katie," I mouth silently."You want to change?" he repeats. "Change what?" he asks. "To a girl?" heprompts. "Are you one of those trans-people?" He calms. A low, purring moan, a feminine sound of release echoed through the room. My sweaty palms gripped my thighs as I watched my succubus burst through the veil from the Lilith Qlipha and manifest in my bedroom.A burst of distorted space exploded from her. The universe tore. Ripples washed away from her. Waves of that splashed over me. I felt my body bending and twisting for a moment, reality warping before the tsunami of spiritual force.Then it passed and the succubus stood in my room.“Oh, my god,”. That’s how she got when she talked to him, Susan knew. ‘Yeah, I know, geez. Alright, I’ll see you later. Yes. Yes I said that already. Twenty minutes? I don’t know. Yep. Alright. Yep bye. Hang up now. Say bye…’ Sighing she clicked the phone off and dropped it back onto her work jeans. ‘Fuck,’ she muttered, climbing back into bed. She laid next to Susan, staring into the other woman’s very light blue eyes as she tucked her arm under Susan’s head. ‘I have to go…’ Susan nodded, trying to push her.