.. he said to swing my legs round... so I did... shuffling my bum forward so I was right on the edge of the seat. doing this, my dress had ridden righ... up, revealing my underwear. He looked at me, dissapointed that I was wearing hose... and not stockings. I explained that it was comfier and helps to hide everything... but he was not impressed. he told me to take them off.... so I did, fumbling my hands around the tops... pulling them down. slipping off shoes, pulling the hose over my feet and. "Oh, I think you do. I've made a new friend these past few weeks. We went over to his place today and I eventually got the feeling that he was hiding something from me at a certain point...and...well...I wouldn't let him finish unless he started talking, and so he told me about how you set this whole thing up; the seduction, what you wanted him to do to me, what you expected out of this, everything..."I stood there stunned for a moment. I didn't know how to respond at first after having my plan. Not so much the ceremony itself, interesting though as that had been, but of the reception afterwards.Specifically, the large number of women at the party who had shown an interest in her. A good percentage of which had given her their numbers and told her to give them a call.She hadn’t called any of them, but sometimes, late at night when she was alone, wondered what it might’ve been like if she had. Not really knowing why, she had saved those numbers in one of her little keepsake boxes.“Well,. "Oh man," I groaned, staring at my hands. My fingers didn't end withnormal fingernails, but with thick, sharp claws instead.On a sudden impulse, I scraped my fingernails... my claws against atree that was next to me and easily cut through the bark and wood."Wow," I whispered, shaking my head in disbelief.After this, I quickly finished up my self-examination, finding that Ihad sharp bone spikes sticking out of my shoulders and elbows, and thatmy hair had grown down to about my lower shoulder.