Digitalized factory designs coupled with material out-put 'printers' turned home shopping on-line into home-creation. Social media became news became ...ommercial sales became political engagement became an art unto itself. But although the new reality was decidedly novel, its reality was less certain.Everything at this dawn of the new millennium was blending in cyberspace and power was accumulating between the lines which bound everyone together. " We're all in this together!' was the latest. "Say thank you," said Steve."What," I said."Thank me for giving you a new life, or do you want some punishment?" stated Steve.I swallowed my pride and thanked them for what they had done to me. "By the way we allowed you to keep your balls and small dick for now," said Steve, "But you disobey us and we will come back to this clinic do you understand."I nodded with fear.My wife helped me out of the bed. I felt so weak. My new body was so strange. Sarah lead me to a bathroom in the clinic and. ..shit one of my concerts brings in that much in just one night." The werewolf was pinching the bridge of his nose. He had a headache, and usually, I would sing to soothe it, but I couldn't risk my voice being shot for some time. "You know we can only dip into a small amount of your concert funds", he told me flatly. I twiddled my thumbs, wondering when I would finally be able to go home and rest. My body ached, and I was bruised in places bruises had no business being. Despite being mixed with. I did not bother blending them in though. I'd tucked and used a little tape to hold myself in place downstairs. Because I couldn't shave my legs as I'm going away soon, I put on a pair of tights then my tiny thong panties and then another pair of tights just so you could not see any leg hairs,My clothes for the evening were. A black Lycra skirt that's let's just say figure hugging around my bum and just over knee height, I teamed that up with a black vest top that clung to my now ample breasts,.