It was a different kind of skin, a different kind of flesh, softer and springier, but Cat knew not to touch there. It was a bad place. You don't touch...there for fun. That place was for business, and Cat was not a businessman."You like touching me, don't you Kitty Cat?" Purred Trina, a mischievous look in her eyes.Cat smiled in response. "You're soft but hard, like an iced fruitcake. Icing all soft, but the cake is hard. Doesn't feel as nice though." She prodded Trina's ribs again, feeling the. The clothes seemed to ripple. The short sleeves disappeared from his kelly green shirt, as the cotton altered to a clingy light green lycra. He could see the faint outline of the bra he was now wearing through the fabric.His slacks ran up his legs to just past his knees. Then they seemed to grow together into a tube that changed into a matching skirt. The shirt fused with the blouse to become a single dress that hugged the curves of Harry's new body.He felt a coolness around his crotch, and. I sat down at the table and looked at what Lucy was coloring. It looked to be some kind of portrait of our family. It was me, my mom, Lucy, and…My dad. At the thought of my dad I started feeling angry. My dad had walked out on our family when I was 10. It was a few months after Lucy was born. He had visitation rights to us, not that he ever did except Christmas, but Id never gotten over how miserable he made my mom. Looking at her now, youd never tell. She was now a successful business woman.. They leap clear to surround him. Removing their hats, we see their faces. They have no names, so we will refer to them as Mustache, Earrings, Eyebrows and Headband.)Headband: Please excuse us, we're... Kenshin: I know you by your matched hats. You're members of Raijuuta's Shinko school.Headband: Then let's come straight to the point. Will you join us or not? Please consider your situation and give us your answer.Kenshin: Whether you're trying to persuade me or threaten me, I will not change my.