My Charm continued to work on her, and she dropped to the floor, with her hips raised up in the air. She let out a loud cry, like a house cat in heat....I didn't hesitate but moved up and over her. Immediately, I bit the back of her neck and held her there as I pressed myself into her. I wasn't turned on by any means. She was too far gone for this to be fun, but she needed it to be brought back. Apparently, my Charm could work on me as well: I felt the need to give in to the mating I had. I could hear the arrogance in his voice.I stepped out of the shadows. "You shouldn't be so over confident about your abilities Maelstrom."He turned to face me. He was a couple of inches taller than me with blond, windswept hair, cornflower blue eyes and an expression of confusion.The female looked at me as well. Her hair was dirty blonde. Her brown eyes took me in. She looked familiar but I couldn't place her.Taking advantage of their surprise, I put Maelstrom to sleep and forced the female to. My feet, which were always small, were now smaller, softer, and daintier. I hid myself for a week after I quit my job until I had enough of my sulking and self-pitying.I knew that what remained of my old clothes would not be very appropriate for who I was becoming. I could only wear some, sweats, T-shirts and maybe some shorts, but nothing else.I needed some shoes, more clothes (the couple of outfits I had were not going to be enough) even something to wear at night to sleep. Apart from my. "Monica, you know that this is all because of you. All of it." Out of analtruistic sense of duty to mankind or alleviation of guilt for being"cured," while so many other people remain sick, Monica had opened up mysolution to pretty much anyone. "You pushed this on me and no I am notdoing anything but administering help to those that need it." "Unless ofcourse, you consider what you and your friends did to me." Now Monicawas wishing she could take back what she had inferred. She knew that Iwould.