Anything more looked out of proportion. I ended up moving some fat from her butt, tits, and stomach to where it would come out the next time she got o... the throne. I had to leave some to keep her clothes from falling off when she stood up, but I did rupture the cell walls so those fat cells would permanently disappear. I made the changes needed for her DNA and tweaked her metabolism to ensure she kept her new petite body. As an afterthought, I regrew her cherry and tightened her over-fucked. He lunged backwards from his crouch, swinging the gun up and firing blindly in my direction, the bullet whined past my ear and I ducked out of instinct&hellip, but that instinct also made me realize instantly that my gun was no longer aimed at him, so instead of firing, I swung the butt of the rifle around as hard as I could and connected with his chin just as his free hand got a grip on my shirt. He went down, and I kicked his pistol away, suddenly aware that I was hearing more gunfire from. I did put my clip-on belt holster and gun in my travel bag and headed to the patio.Mercy came out and asked me if I had brought some nice clothes. When I said, "Sure, some almost new jeans," that didn't cut it. She said, "Get some of those dressier western cut pants you have, and bring a sport coat. We need you to look sharp, you know, sharp Steve Sharp."I pulled a couple of pair of the pants she talked about off hangers and brought the sport coat that went with everything and took them with. I jerked off twice a day thinking about her. I thought I was going to burn in hell for my impure thoughts. Well I finished high school and I was very patriotic so at age s*******n I joined the Army and went to Vietnam. Combat made me very mature and wiser real quickly. After that experience I sometimes had a hard time coping with life. Well after I got out of the Army I wanted to study to be a NASA Engineer. I went to college where there were a lot of peace love dope types and I felt totally.