"I can, and I am!" Maria snapped, "Just be glad I'm not turning you into your idea of the perfect woman, you'd probably end up with the I.Q. of a spro...t and an insatiable desire to suck cock!" she continued, "But you will be stuck on the inside, helpless to prevent what was once your body from doing but feeling everything your new self feels!" With the press of a button the pink chemical began to flow into Barry's body. Before long his mind was fogging over.Swinging the head set down, Maria. Anyway, my stomach is knotting as I write these words down. I don't know what to do? Paul is so cute; I want to take care of him and love him like a newborn baby. When we watch television together, I like to sneak peeks at him. I don't think he's caught on. Wow! That would be so embarrassing. I have seen him check out my ass on more than one occasion. It makes me feel good when he does that. At least he likes a "part" of me, and it is my nicest feature. I don't have much in the tits department,. The sight Sheila in her dress has never faded. How to describe a vision? Sheila compared the dress to something for an elf queen. She has the magic part right. My mind goes more to Titania in A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Whether Tolkien’s queen or Shakespeare’s, Sheila was ethereal. In that dress her uncanny grace seemed inevitable, necessary. The vision lasted only a moment before Sheila embraced me. I always said I would have married her myself. We spent several minutes posing for pictures, as. "Pretty well actually", I wasn't lying. I felt very refreshed. "Where did you find those clothes?” I asked quickly."Downstairs. In that food store room at the back there's a case with lots of old looking clothes", Janet replied. I nodded and my attention turned to the deck of the boat. "What are they doing?" I asked as I spotted Kathy, accompanied by Sarah, both of them leaning over the rail with what looked like makeshift fishing rods in their hands."Sarah looked miserable this morning", Chris.