Her long legs were bare until they disappeared into what appeared to be short shorts barely covering the swell of her buttocks. Then an expanse of bar... belly and finally a crop top that hung from her breasts. Her long brown hair was pulled back. I couldn't determine if this was a sleep set or an exercise set, not that it mattered as it showed her body to perfection. She was standing as if in the process of leaving the living room and entering the hallway in which I had seen her before. I was. Gone was my strong masculine nose, replaced with a stubby little nose that would have looked more at home on on teenage girl. My lips were thicker, and no matter how hard I tried I could not stop them pouting as if I was about to kiss someone. Even my voice was now in high girlish tones. My blond hair hung down, parted in the middle and was pushed behind my ears to keep it out of my face.Now she towered over me, her 5?6? frame bigger and physically stronger than me. She decided that my name. First her arms, then her shoulders. I started on her upper body, when I got to her breasts, she let out a moan, right then and there, I knew where this was gonna go. I started to rub and massage her breasts a little harder, taking her nipples and gently pinching then, I loved when her nipples got hard. About the size of dimes and always brought a moan when I played with them. I didn’t spend a whole lot of time on them, because I had more lotion to rub into the rest of her. I got some more. "She's been drinking hard and fast since she came in here about an hourago," he told us."What's the tab?" I asked."One hundred," he replied.Still holding Monica, I opened my pocketbook and took out two hundredsand told him, "Here are two postmen. If you see her here again, nodrinks. And I do mean none!" Yes, ah, mam."We dragged Monica out of the bar and over to the elevators that broughtus to the top floor and the presidential suit."You're the ones that have this baby," the princess said to me.