”“Helen are you still with me?”“ ... fuzzy.”Sydney signaled to Boris for him to open the chest.“That means the medicine is working. Can yo... lift your left leg for me, please? Thanks ... Point your toes, better ... Now push, a little more. Good girl.” zip. “Now the other leg ... Point your toes, good girl. Push, a bit more. Good girl.” zip.“Sit back on your ankles and hand me your left hand. Good girl. Keep your fingers pointed. Like that. Thumb too. Good girl. Now your other hand... Good. With a wiggle of my finger, I drew Dave across the room. He came willingly, after-all, it was his idea, right?I remember mumbling something about just sucking him, seeing if I could take it. I know for damned sure I looked up and told him there was no way, absolutely no way, I could have sex. He asked me if "Aunt Mary" was in town. I hadn't heard that in years, but I just told him it was the absolute worst wrong time for sex with a stranger.But I love to give head and I figured that would be. I knew that with any bending I would be exposed unless I moved very primly.My transformation was nearly complete now, so I stepped into my high heeled shoes. They had 4” heels and had taken me some time to learn to walk in. Chris had me wearing them every Fantasy Weekend though, and now I could manage quite well in them. A quick spray of cheap perfume and I was ready for the final step. I always waited until last to glue on the fake fingernails. Their length made the other transformation steps. As she poured herself a drink, the cool air made her nipples stiffen. Trying to control her breathing Ann stared in awe. As they sat drinking and watching TV Mary felt herself starting to get comfortable. As she poured herself and Ann a drink she asked, is your offer of a massage still good. Taking a big gulp of her drink Ann said sure. Reaching her hand out, she took Mary's hand and lead her to the bedroom. As Mary sat down on the bed, Ann opened a drawer in the bedside table. Looking over her.