With my blonde long-haired wig on I didn't look so bad.The doctor returned. Derek was happy to explain why. "Your armsare too big, too masculine." Whe... I awoke I thought I could feelgolf balls in my biceps, triceps and wrists. "The doc hasinjected an enzyme solution into your muscles. The enzyme willlive for a couple of days digesting muscle fibre and thenutrients will be passed back into your body. You'll find thatyou'll feel a lot weaker, and soon your arms will have the rightlook." The doc. Everybody will be doing it ... male, female, young, old. I love watching people do that. It's like watching them show you who they really are, and showing them who you really are. That's the first lesson here. Being visibly aroused is natural, and being sociable is natural, and mixing the two together is natural, too."And sure enough, a man and a teen-aged boy passed us. Their cocks were hard and were bobbing as they walked, and the guys were giving them a squeeze once in a while, but they were. " "Of course," Stan replied in a musical voice, his heart sinking into the cellar. That night, he cried himself to sleep, wondering how did he end up in Lori's place - had the magic gone wrong? And what had happened to Lori? How was he going to get back? Had his parents notified the police? What was Gwen doing about him being missing? Lori woke up with a grin on HIS face. Today was the start of the first day of the rest HIS life. The silence was wonderful, with no screeching mother telling. He placed both his thumbs on the lines running vertically on both sides of the metal plate. The metal slab vibrated, Jack almost dropped it but held on. The centre part between the lines which was maybe the size of 7” square screen started to glow, that same eerie glow that was inside the box he took the slab from. “Hey guys shut the fuck up, something’s happening.” Jack commanded.The guys came closer again elbowing to get a view. The part that glowed suddenly turned completely black, a flat.