While drinking,he heard the sound of feminine laughter: high-pitched, tinkling, very pretty,but with a note of malice. He looked up, and there, sittin... on a nearby hillock,were three extraordinarily beautiful women. They were all dressed in bright,white, sleeveless shifts (ending just a little below their waists), spotlesslywhite panties, and white high heels. Each had two pairs of white wings, somethinglike the wings of a butterfly. One of the women sat in the center of the group,at the top of. He was surprised when Frank did his back and asked himto do his. "That was like nothing I've ever experienced." Gary declared once theywere back in their dorm room and back in their old bodies. "I don't haveany classes tomorrow, so how can I help out?" "I have been working on a dimensional portal." Frank said. "Don't know ifit's perfected yet." "After your gender changer," Gary smiled, "I doubt it." "Really." Frank said as he hit a pair of keys on the computer and a ray gunsuspended from the. "What are you?" Estelle snapped."I am someone who needs your agreement to what is planned for you. Without your active consent, there is little chance of the success that you are entitled to expect in exchange for what you would undergo." You make it sound like some sort of endurance test." Amanda leant forward, her embarrassment at my knowing of her interests now overcome by her curiosity as to where our conversation was leading."That is one way of thinking of it. Let me be blunt. I think you. We talked about how much she got off on everything, being tied up, the masks, the stockings and the lube so much to the point where I banged the shit out of her repeatedly telling her everything we did."How did it make you feel?" she asked. I thought for a minute about it, trying to figure out how to lie about it, and just gave up."It was awesome at first, but even better when I knew. When we woke up the next morning, I saw the hickey and teased her asking her if she had a good night. She tried.