A sexy, nasty GYRL.
GYRL THINKThroughout your day you think GYRL of yourself. You have always sensed being GYRL, a special GYRL, and an especially h...rny GYRL. GYRL FEELEvery time you meet someone you feel GYRL to yourself. You only know and recall that you are GYRL, a naughty, horny little GYRL.GYRL WILLDaily, nightly, you will GYRL. You are emotionally and physically capable of willing yourself into the naughty GYRL of your desires.
GYRL HORMONESNatural forces inside you activate the flow of. "Does he have to come withus?" Fiona moaned to Madeleine; "you know he will want to rush into thefirst shop he comes to, grab whatever is nearest, and rush out again!" "Ipromise I won't behave like that Fiona" I announced seriously. "I'vegrown up and changed quite a bit this last term, and I realise that, forgirls, "shopping" is much more than just "buying". I'm happy to wanderaround with you and let you take as much time as you like trying onthings." The two girls exchanged startled glances;. It was home. I locked the door behind meas I stepped inside, stripped off the filthy dress and boots, andcollapsed on my bed. I felt safe for the first time since in almost aweek. I lay there for hours, coming to terms with everything that hadhappened.I'd been barely hanging on since my transformation, hiding behind thecalm, but now I could focus on where I would go from here. I was asurvivor. My body was still all but completely unfamiliar, and my wholelife was going to be different, but I'd. "I'm sure they'll let us in when they're ready. Maybe more guys arecoming." Nonsense." Jack knocked on the door. "Hello?"The door opened and a girl stepped out. She was tall and thin withglossy black hair that she was wearing up with an elaborate fastener.She wore a tight light gray business suit with a very short skirt. Shecarried a clipboard, which she consulted."Are all three of you here?" She looked up. "Chris? Todd? Jack?" Eachguy responded to his name. "Very good. Gentlemen, please come.