"He saw Trevor sit down on the couch. He did as he was told with the tearsof humiliation going down his cheeks. Sure he wanted out of the dress butnot...with a pervert looking at him. Still he did it. The zipper went down."Slowly."He then pull one arm out then the other. With his arm out the materialfell away exposing his breasts. The false bosom was still holding."Very nice."Jamie now pulled the skirt part of the costume down and it dropped to thefloor. With it off, the corset type wrap and. One key difference between our species and yours is that we are active telepaths. There are other differences, which we will share with you in a day or so."Our Command Staff has just advised me that the poison gas levels are increasing. We need to leave before it reaches us. Our question is: Where do you want to go? We think the best choice would be an island called Comrie in the Western Atlantic." Her mention of the island elicited several puzzled looks. "It has the advantage of being very. . do anything, just stay... Please don't leave... it was horrible..." She clenched ever tighter, her cries deepening as she bared her very soul to one of the men who had shown such malice before, "...J-just don't let... that thing... c-come back...!" Her fingers dug into the knobbly flesh of a lesser evil's thigh, her tears forming into a small puddle at his foot. Grunting with indifference, the great ogre of a man gripped the girl's ebony hair firmly and in a single motion threw her into the. You flex your wings in thought as you smell the air. You sense the presence of a few potential human females in your proximity, but first you must reform your image. You concentrate and your wings slowly retreat into your shoulder blades. You squeeze your eyes closed as your tail curls back into your body. Next, you flex your hands and your claws withdraw inside. You smile as you look down at yourself. You stand at an imposing height of six feet and two inches. Your body is lithe, glamoured to.