Too many! I was trying to wedge myself, and my hardon, into my desk."Don't bother to sit down, Mr. Walker. In view of your - uhm - state, I suspect it...will be hard to keep anyone's attention on the whiteboard this morning. Why don't you come up here and we'll do a little applied calculus." I beg your pardon?" Come come, Mr. Walker, you are supposed to comply with any reasonable requests, are you not?" Uh, yes'm," I agreed. I mumbled a word best left unsaid. Miss Gallison, it was well known, was. His clothes now far too large began to change also, embracing his newfigure.The legs of his pants melted into one, pleats formed as it begun toclimb up his body forming a skirt. As it raised it revealed a pair ofdainty white stockings climbing up his hairless legs.His trainers had thinned and moulded themselves into low, shiny heels. Asingle wide strap bearing a bow finished off his new foot ware.His shirt tightened, it shrunk around his new figure forming a blouse, apretty bow begun to tie. She said I look like her husband with a beard. I smiled and asked if he was there in my place what you people would do.She just smiled and I took it as a signal and adjusted myself closer to her. She was holding my phone. And I sat with my hands tied. And my left hand could almost touch her hip. We both were feeling the heat between us. I slightly brushed her hip and boobs over her blouse. This made her shiver.I could sense my dick getting hard in the shorts. She moved a bit with my act. There. It's as if the drive to succeed is simply absent in the males of our people. I wish it were otherwise, believe me. We've tried everything imaginable, but it just doesn't work."She described things in more detail. It almost sounded like Earth before the nineteen-sixties, in reverse. Men were the homemakers, and most of the child rearing was done by them. Few of them worked outside the home, and the majority who did, were usually in the fields the women of old Earth had filled. Even in their.