" No..." Carl said, in a voice that was nearly a sob - not a denial, buta plea. "Oh, God - no..."The transforming person was backed up against a pump,...slowly alteringfacial features trapped in a single constant - a look of horror.Beneath a jacket now obviously denim, the new, single garment that waswell on the way to becoming a dress hung over a swollen belly thatalready looked a good nine months gone - and yet hadn't stopped yet."A real shame, a nice girl like you not havin' a husband to help. Aur kahnay laga kuch karna hai to kar lo.jaisay toilet mein baithay hain hum wasay baitahy thein.jahan hum rah rahay thay yeh village type jagah the,log kam thay.mein nay oper say us ke gand par han pheernay laga wo b must ho raha tha.phr mein nay us ke salwar mein hath dal diya aur pheernay laga,us ke gaand par bal nahi thay.mein nay us ke more par b hath pheera,to itnay mein bacho ke awaz aye aur hum chup chap baith gay aur unhoin nay hamain dhond liya.Ab to mein us ke gaand dekhna aur marna. And you don’t GET to do anything to me EVER again. And you better not ever think that I am just some nerd who can’t do SHIT about you and your little pinpricks. Now,” He looked at all of them, still not noticing Rose standing a little ways down the hall. “get THE FUCK out of my face, you CUNTS.” Brittany, Jenna and Alice all ran towards the lunch square, leaving Candy sitting on the ground rubbing at her wrists. Michael walked towards her and squatted in front of her. “And if you ever mess with. "I didn't believe what you used to tell me, you know, about how comfortable it felt to wear one. The only bra I had when I was in high school pinched rather badly." Is that why you wore camisoles so often?" When you were as flat as I was, you didn't need support." She glanced down at her chest. "These things stick straight out, and I didn't think I'd need one now, either." She laughed self-consciously. "The first time I went for a brisk walk I went right into town and bought a half-dozen." You.