It neared the end of class and I stayed behind the group with my classmate Ichiro chan I sat on the desk beside him and asked what did you want Ichiro...I want you sayuriConfused and nervous with my heart racing i asked: Why!?!?!Because I want you Sayuri chan I need youBut what about kagami San your girlfriendI sat with my legs kinda open at the corner of the desk and he moves in betweenI love you sayuri He starts to kiss me and undress me I tried squirming away but his grasp was too strong at. " If you do, I want to see him before you throw him out," said Sam."There's no such thing as underwear gremlins," said Chip, stubbornly."What do you do with them when you catch them?" asked Sam, thoroughly willing to believe in such a sprite."You eat them!" I growled."Ewwww," she squealed."Finish your breakfast!" said Valerie stridently. "No more talk about underwear. If you miss the bus I'll have to take you, and I have work to do!"They did as they were told, but we'd cut it too thin. The bus. 'Yeah', he answered, and I noticed he had stopped peeing, but was still moving it about.'She is beautiful', he remarked, as a man coughed, turned and let me see him. 'How old jack', he asked, and dad said something I did not understand, 'Prime'.It would be years before I finally understood what this secretive language meant, between these men like my father, my very reason for being there was for men like daddy, to be given an opportunity to enjoy my presence.'Can we use her', he asked, and. . . and in no way, shape or form . . . did Iintend to spend the rest of my days wearing panties and a bra!!I grabbed a container of pink fluid . . . concentrated binding matrix.After drinking it and waiting about 30 minutes, I injected myself withanother dose of G.E.N.E.S.I.S. serum that I had prepared after hours lastnight.As I felt the cool fluid flow through my veins, my mind started tovisualize the new body that would be mine for the rest of my life.That of a 26 year old male. Incredibly.