. hi." He looked down at my crotch. "Might wanna requisition somesanitary napkins, eh?" Huh?" I was confused."Yer, uhmm, what to the girls call it? Ah... Spotting."I looked down, which was hard to do over my breasts. "Shit! Shit, shit,shit!" He was right, there was a small spot of blood. Mom neglected totell me that this change would put me right in THAT part of a woman'scycle. "I gotta go!" I ran to Crystalline's office.I knocked on the door. She was there, all right. "Come in." I opened. Before I could stop it, before I could mutter the counterspell, I felt the changes begin to effect themselves. My body began to shift, distort. I knew no one else could see it. No one ever can. Well, that's not entirely accurate. They _do_ see it, but... well, let's just say they're encouraged to ignore it.I stopped walking, instead ducking into that narrow corridor between the shelves.I could feel the breasts beginning to push out of my shirt. They would be big, I knew that for sure. He always. Their weekday lunches with time enough for delightful coupling still wearing all their clothes was her special treat and she relished the view of them standing joined together in the full length mirrors of the locked bathroom at his club. She still called him “Mister” because he was a few levels above her in the organizational structure, but when he was inside her she insisted on calling him darling and he called her, “My dear”.The other man was her favorite.He had the biggest male equipment. " Then I'll just have to get some for you and send them to you." That's so sweet Matt, thank you, I think." My pleasure slut. It's the least I can do to help you to find the right surrogate. Now let me think, there's something I'm forgetting..." What? Is there something else you want me to do?" she asked sullenly."Now that you mention it, you never know where the right cock might be hiding." Meaning what?" If someone you haven't had sex with before asks you for sex, give it to them." Anybody?".