By the time the day came I new how to be a woman. It took several hours but when they were done with me, I was hot. I mean hot. I had a page boy wig a...d false tits. They were so realistic they bounced when I went down the stairs. I wore a short skirt that didn't completely hide my garter straps. I was told that's OK because "it's a costume." "It's supposed to be exaggerated." I accepted that. (besides, it turned me on) I wore a waist cincher that tied in the back to help with my figure. Not to. Each of her other sisters had at least three kids, and Mona, her oldest sister had five, by four different men.She was good looking too, with a nicely curved body, and a face that attracted many second and third glances wherever she went. To me, Bridget was the best looking of the four sisters, and that was really saying something. I'd always thought Kaitlyn was the least attractive sister, but knew my opinion might have been distorted by my animosity towards her. In any case, Bridget was a. Then I remembered mum said something about the guy across the street being a bit of a computer geek, so I picked up my laptop and went across to see if he could help. I was wearing some old jeans and a t-shirt.I knocked on the door, and after a few seconds, it opened. Carlton stood there in just a pair of boxers. He must have only just got out of bed. “Hey, Matt. Wossup?” he asked. It took me a few moments to compose myself, staring at this gorgeous body.“Hey…um…yeah…um….there’s something wrong. "No Randyman, I have not gone 'fucking mental'. I can control everyone. It's not even hard, I'm not sure how I can do it but I can. I'm waiting for a few more to show then I'll prove it, if you don't believe me then stick around for the show. Speaking of which, Shotels here! Hey Shotel, I'm glad you could make it buddy. You thought I was dead? Well that's not to far off, it's been a crazy two weeks, let me fucking tell you. Yeah, Google glasses. Neat huh? Well anyway I can control minds. Yep..