When I told him the plans for today he just laughed and said "You bastard. Never tired of some freaking weird stuff, aren't you?" And no other word ab...ut it.They lived on a poor condo just outside downtown. It wasn't hard to find as Roy had friends on the surroundings. Forty minutes before the meeting Klavenko left and, as I was hoping, he left his daughter at home. If he hadn't we would have to deal with him before capturing her. Lucky bastard didn't have to meet Roy and his heavy weight. I put on my socks and shoes, which became girls' footwear. I couldn'tbear to steal a look at myself in a friend's mirror, but I did--why did Ihave to reach up to get it? I stared at my hand--it was small and delicate! Igot the mirror and looked at myself. I almost screamed in disbelief--my facehad changed into a little girl's! My features were feminine, and my hair hadchanged colour to blond and had lengthened to the middle of my now-metre anda half stature. Unwillingly but possessed by some. Now I'm hoping I can return part of the favor by helping you sort this mess out, or by helping you sort at it. I'm not sure it'll ever be completely sane around here," he said."Well why don't we head over to my bus, have a little coffee, and talk about a few things?" Sounds good to me Billy Joe," he said, and we headed that way since I thought our talk would be better if held privately.I made a pot when we were inside and then when it was ready we both poured a cup and sat at the kitchen. "Perhaps because we are unattractive to your kind." Hmm, yes, so I've heard." He smiles and begins to pace around you. "It is true that humans tend to... flock to their own kind." He stares at you, narrowing his eyes. "But that doesn't mean there aren't benefits to being fucked an ogre."You let out a surprised laugh. "Benefits?"He chuckles and nods. "Oh yes, there are many benefits." He circles around you again, and continues to speak. "For one, your ogre mates tend to be very aggressive in.