. other things seemed to behappening. I fell to the ground... I managed to stop myself fallingbut... I felt different. I didn't need to be told I was ...ow younger. Ifelt it. I felt so light. But dangling there... I felt... Getting on myknees... my upper body felt weaker now. I touched my chest... yes. Ifelt breasts, small but pert... and as my legs came together... I feltnothing between my legs. I saw I was now wearing a bright unisexsweater, and unisex trousers and trainers. My hands as I. I was beginning to relax, all thoughts of the cold fleeting, when the doorbell rang twice and I heard the door open. I sat up and re-crossed my legs. His footsteps were a soft staccato on the carpeted stairs. When he saw me sitting on the couch, I smiled at him invitingly, and he returned it full force. He strode across the room and cupped my face bending to kiss me. His tongue tangled with mine as he sat on the couch, bringing me closer to him. His right arm came around my back while his. One day, the shaman asked me to stop by his ceremonial hut—he had something to discuss with me.I showed up at the appointed time, and he invited me into the hut. He said, "I am getting old; I must be close to 40 years old, and I feel every day of it whenever it rains. I asked you here, Vilkatas, because I expect you to live for a very long time, if not forever. During that time, I am sure that you will want a female companion; therefore, I have made another amulet just like the one I made for. She arched her back and cradled her head with her hands while the vibrations spread through her pelvic area. After a long time she opened her legs wider and arched more. Noticing her movement, he moved to the faster speed and she had a quick intake of breath as he left it at that speed for a short breathtaking time. He dropped back to the lower speed and let her slow down before stopping again. But he knew she was beyond stopping and only left it off for a short time.He attacked her with these.