After a brief discussion, I pointed out the fact that we were all technically minded. The women then said, "Yes, I know this. I have been holding out ...n you a little, here is what we know." this peaked my interest. She continued, "Apparently, there is quite a large group of men being "Magically" transformed into women and vise versa, women into men." She continued to explain that this affected all of them after reading "Number 2000" or as they referred to it, "#2K". Her theory was that there. As if by instinct, or practice, her legs moved further apart, making room for him. He was lying between her spread legs now, the bulge of her mound beneath her panties directly in front of him. He could smell her pussy. It was faint, but his senses were heightened. Using a touch as light as a butterfly, he gently grabbed the hem of her panties and pulled one leg opening to the side to expose her lips. Her scent was a little stronger. She knew he was there, or she was dreaming, because she was. "What makes you so sure about that? He's hurt plenty of other people. Killed them, even." Oh, please, Ollie. He's only killed bad guys that were shooting at him and trying to kill him! He would never come after someone like me…besides, I think he's trying to protect me…" Protect you?" Ollie said with some mock anger. "What are you talking about?" Well, after I was caught with the drug Vertigo and put on trial…well, almost immediately after that, he went after the head guy dealing the drug and. Aswe were both doing our twenty-four/seven real life as women there was noneed for us to change. We registered for the convention and I decided tolook around the convention hall while Monica told me she was tired andwould go back to the room. Although I was suspicious, I didn't check upon her. I found out later that I should have.Walking the convention floor I met the Professor. He had a pretty younglady, dressed unusual, holding his arm. She told me her name wasPrincess Moonbeam. We talked and.