"For now, I thought, but I didn't speak."And transformation curses are rare. They're very difficult to do. Theyrequire a significant understanding of ...natomy." Yes," Helen agreed, "but even those are more common than they used tobe. Some spells have been standardized. And there's that radicalfeminist group, the Women's Liberation Army." Aren't they the ones who made men think they were women a couple ofyears ago?" I asked."That's right," Sarah replied slowly. I had a hunch she wasn't tellingthe. Whatever Dave might have wanted to be before he took this job, I couldn't think of anything he was more suited to than teaching. Perhaps it was his age, or more likely the patience he showed with anyone in the class who really wanted to learn the material but was struggling.The SciFi club would continue over the full year, so Dave and I could get together weekly. We spent a lot of time discussing philosophy mixed with physics. I hadn't really associated the two subjects; one a "hard science,". The night was dark; cold with the wind sweeping in from the coast. She'd be wearing her long black coat, he thought. Rain began to spit down as he sat in the van waiting; street lamps reflection in the puddles of rain from earlier in the day split by each new drop. He looked up. The street lamp where he had parked the van had failed, how convenient, he thought. He saw her enter the street, head down against the weather, hunched against the cold, hurrying towards the hospital. The blue flash of. I am also wearing apair of high heels instead of trainers. I then find my voice has changedas well."What the hell have you done to me?" I scream at the black guy, in a highpitched feminine voice, as I look down at my new sexy body, but all theblack man does is smile at me.His smile is really starting to upset me but at the same time he lookssexy as well. What the hell has this guy done to me?I notice that my voice is now very sexy and dripping with sex, very muchlike the rest of me."I think.