This isn’t a free ride.”His dream of the perfect job faded away. In its place grew an overwhelming sense of despair. “What’s the job?”“Dis...washer at the Italian restaurant on the square. It’ll pay enough for you to make ends meet. The pizza shop owner said he’d even train you to as a chef if you work out.”“Ah, come on! You guys owe me. I put my ass on the line for you.”“Mr. Thomas, if you want out of the program, I’ll take you as far as Harrisburg. You’ll have to provide your own transportation. "It'll be a trip!" Bob said, flashing a smile at Kathy as he started to unbutton his shirt."Hey! Did anybody ever think about asking me?" she said."Oh, come on, Kathy. Look at you. You can hardly wait to strap us on," Bob said as he pulled off his clothes quickly."Well, I think I want her pussy," Pete said as he staggered to his feet and turned Kathy around to face him. "Ummm, I love big tits," he added, kneading the soft, hot spongy flesh. Kathy felt her nipples ache and itch as he continued. His every move plotted out for him, only being a means to an end…it was maddening. Nearly ironic, considering the devilish spirit of Wrath that raged within his body. But there was one solace in his grim life… Not that he would admit it, of course. That solace came in the form of his sister, the vassal of Envy. Another of the Order of Sins. A slight smirk played upon his lips at the thought of her muscular form. The relationship they shared was…scandalous at best, even by Hells standards. Not. Also, his mouth felt strange and when he inspected his teethhe found they were improbably white and suddenly. realised they weredentures! He reached up to check his wig and discovered it was no longera wig but his own hair. These revelations did not have the devastatingimpact on John one would expect, oddly he took them in with insoucianceand revelled in the other changes he discovered, his breasts were realand fortunately well supported by the bra, he was much smaller andfrailer, his voice.