I was a cowboy's dream. Four hours ago, I was a Wrangler guy, and now, I was a Wrangler girl, nearly a perfect Wrangler girl. The sight of myself in t...e mirror was turning me on. I had to get Karen to undo whatever she did before I lost my mind."Well, hello, Darla." was Karen's triumphant greeting."What did you do you bitch." I said not thinking or caring of the consequences."It's obvious, my pretty. I turned you into a woman, and very hot one at that. I see you still dress the same though.". Before he even reached out to grab some of the pile, Booster felt a sudden compulsion to take off his own costume. What was it with this room and the piles of costumes, he wondered. Nothing he thought or tried was able to stop himself, the first item coming off being the Legion flight ring. In no time, there was a pile of blue and gold next to the pile of green, and Booster stood there for a moment, a well built, short blonde haired man looking almost like a mannequin. More and more, the young. I did really think about it forthe rest of the week but come the Saturday morning I was nervous andhoped that the weather would be wet again so as to get a chance towear the rainwear again. Sure enough it was very dark and overcast asI arrived at Nicky's house. I rang the bell on the back door and Nickyappeared already dressed for the rain. "Hi there, as we are going tobe out all morning I thought I had better not take any chances it's nofun working when your clothes are wet through." I agreed. They had a lovely Christmas too, Things then settled, to what passes for normality in Wiltshire, January being grey and miserable. Sex had not reared its head for a while, oh Monty was tupping his mother still and the newly weds too, enjoying themselves immensely but nothing untowards had happened so far. It was in the drawing room in front of a good log fire that the two women, sat for their afternoon tea one dreary Tuesday, Bessy had baked some particularly succulent apple turnovers and they.