Pulling out his t-shirt, he shown the flashlight inside and gasped. He really had breasts. Small, just big enough to fill his hand, but bigger than so...e girls in his class, he thought. His chest had also reshaped, slimming into a more narrow waist. He could tell that his hips were also affected, bones more pronounced than before, protruding through the skin. He looked like a girl.“Nooooo,” he moaned. “This isn’t possible. How can this be possible? I’m not a girl!”The strangest part, what he. ''My name is Alexandra,'' she said. '' I didn't mean to come off so rude and forward.'' ''James,'' I replied giving her a reassuring smile. We sat silent for a few minutes sipping our drinks, and stealing glances at one another, both waiting for the other to speak first. ''Nicely played,'' she said breaking the silence. ''I have no idea what you mean,'' I shot back. ''No idea huh? So if I said your place or mine you wouldn't jump at the prospect?'' ''Maybe, then again maybe not,'' I. He was ailing.’ I drop my head. ‘And then when Sonny Bodkin was taken too. Well.’Jim puts his arm around me and squeezes; his look is impish. ‘Nora, my little man killer.’I shrug him off. ‘It isn’t funny, Jim. Dying is not one bit funny.’‘It’s not, Nora. Death descends so lightly but it’s the hardest thing of all.’Long gone Granny Healy floats across my vision like a blot in my eye but, as she does in my dreams, she merely smiles. Jim’s face slackens and I know he is remembering his dear mother. After much thinking about it, I was again close to another man in a very intimate situation: the more I thought about it, the faster the swelling was in my own shorts. I remained sitting on my bench, engrossed in sexy thoughts for some time, when Dave came back: he was now wearing his bathrobe, clearly headed for the showers, and I somehow knew he was naked underneath. “Are you still here?” he asked mockingly, as he got closer. “Yes,” I said. “Cannot will myself to start working out.” I gave a.