He looked down at hishands, which had become dainty and small, and brought them to his face.It felt as if it had never grown hair there ever before.Bu... there was still more to come. His legs were growing svelte, like aballerina, his feet delicate. On his chest, his pectorals swelled out,soft and fleshy, nipples hardening. Just as that happened, his penisshriveled up and pulled itself into his body, reforming into a vagina.None of the changes were painful. They were unusual, they felt. He reached the table and collapsed heavily into the chair with his back to the wall. He placed the velvet box on the table, wondering why he hadn't thrown it in the trash already. For the barest fraction of a second, he felt a little safer now that he could see everyone in the room.The bartender came over and set the drink on the table. Hal reached for the drink, but the bartender grabbed his wrist with a strong grip before sitting down at the adjacent table. In a soft voice, the bartender. Wo mere pass pani mein apne hath saaf karne aaye or jab mere ko boli sardar ji aap meri taraf kya dekh rahe the main dar gya mgr wo sali ik sexy andaz mein puch rai the main bola kuch nai mgr us ne kaha plz batao na mere ko green signal mil gya main ne bol deya ki tum sundar ho or tere mumme bahut ache hain wo hasne lagi main ne time waste na karte us ka hath pakar leya or lips par kiss karne lag gya wo bolne lagi ki koi dekh lay ga pr door door tak koi v nahi tha main ne us ko pakar k apne. The lights automatically dimmed further at midnight, and sleep became the order of the night.Dave was serving omelets, as he liked to do on Sunday morning. He couldn’t believe that only twenty-four hours earlier he’d been in northern Maine getting in the left seat of a Cessna Citation – his own plane, and one that he still wasn’t quite rated to fly. He’d get there soon enough thanks to Alice and Adam Timms, the latter his official instructor for his jet rating.At one of the nearby tables Dave.