He’s at Addison’s party.”“Who’s Addison?”“She’s a cheerleader. The captain of the squad.”“Okay.”“Don’t you get it?”“No.�...�“It’s a cheerleader party.”“I’m sorry, dear. I was never a cheerleader.”“I forgot, you went to school in the dark ages.”“Susan! That’s not fair.”“I’m sorry, Mommy. I’m worried about Jay. Their parties are really wild. There’s booze and drugs and loose women there.”“Loose women. Oh dear.”“Don’t call his mother.”“Why not?”“He’ll get into trouble.”“I figured he was already in. ’ But she clutched her notebooks to her chest and marched off into the parking lot. She wasn’t in class the next day. For all the good it did, I emailed her just to ask if she was okay, and I got a response a day later (unusually long to wait, for her,) saying she was embarrassed, but fine, and could we just forget the whole thing. I still saw her in class, that semester, but she didn’t take the seat next to me any more. She had other friends, and I guess I did, too. I don’t think Dani and I. We must have looked quite strange; my fully-naked, somewhat shorter, older and rounder body hugging her fully-clothed, slender, younger, almost fragile frame. I sensed tension in her. Of course, what woman wouldn't be tense under these circumstances. So I did my best to make my hug convey warmth, security and acceptance and I felt her noticeably relax, although not completely. When we released each other, it was as trusted friends. She immediately went over to Charles and repeated the request.. I moaned as she started rubbing her fingers around the tendernubs. Now, my new pussy started to quiver as she started to pinch at myhardening peaks."Wonderful. Now, can you climb up into that chair and we can finishchecking you out." Louise pointed towards a gynecologist exam chair.I gulped, but did as she asked. I understood that this was all required,despite Louise's flippant attitude. Sometimes things could go wrong withthis kind of transformation. Given the extent of the changes it.