Brett was gay, or at least I thought he was, I never really gave him a sexual thought none the less, after about a month of living together, I walked ...ome from this party, and I was trashed, this girl walked me home, and we hung out in the living room with Brett, me and her made out a little bit, and I felt like Brett was watching us, but I wasn't sure, either way the girl rubbed on my cock through my pants for a bit, but soon left, I started to pass out so I got up to go to bed, and fell on. But then Charles looked down at himself and gulped. His whole body had transformed into one that was obviously female, the same one that he'd seen in the sphere. And at the same time, even his clothing had changed. He was wearing a professional looking white blouse with dark blue skirt, even having a purse slung over his shoulder. "Do you like it?" Bob asked, sounding almost curious. "I must admit, you are even better looking than I would have suspected. No super-model of course, but still very. Lawyer, right?”“Huh?”“She says you’re a lawyer. I hope you’re a good one, because this little shit storm I got her into is gonna get kinda ugly.”By now I’m totally confused. “Aunt Margie, what the heck is going on with you? Why are you acting like this?”“Oh, honey,” she says with a chuckle, “I’m afraid you’ve made a mistake. I’m not your Aunt Margie. I’m Dagmar.”Okay, this was totally out of left field. It had to be some kind of reaction to all the stress she was under, a temporary brain fart. Daymon had a clear view to Oleria’s pained face. It made him wish he could just get up and leave, go far, far away from here. Two more women? Why did He need two more women? And couldn’t He do that with someone who liked it? It was clear to Daymon, by now, that a number of His women did.His Supremacy grabbed firmly onto Oleria’s ass, and thrust, slow but hard. A look of exultation was on His face.It was obvious to everyone that Oleria hated every second of this. And it was equally obvious that.