It was no use. With Joe's memory gone, she herself believed she was the queen as she sat on the throne next to a statue with her new feminine face. "S...e now the reincarnated queen... She's my Captain, Joe Mountford!" Aboard the Captain's boat, one couple who escaped the tribe was on their way to their own civilization. On deck, a gray hair woman in a green blouse and a green and white checkered skirt stepped out with a smile at her son and his girlfriend. "Well, Well." She smiled at his body in. With agreat whoosh, they were sucked inside the desert transport. The guys weretaken by a bunch of She-males and born girls to a large tube; where theywere stripped of their clothes. After a washing and being rubbed downwith a lotion removing any remaining body hair, they were each given newclothes. Lesley's pink semi-transparent Turkish trousers went over a pinkbikini and veil to cover her face, while Sandra was given a matchingbrown veil and bikini with maroon specks among the brown fabric,. Everyone had got over the effects of their physical enhancements and were not aching or bumping into things any more. Mark had increased his height to two metres to match the Marines he was going to have to persuade to help him. He had wound his effective age back to twenty five, but left his face looking about forty with a few lines and some touches of grey hair in his beard and at his temples. He wanted to appear senior, a bit of psychology that might help him. The medical enhancements had. "Oh, God!" Jake exclaimed. He grabbed for Béla and she put her arms around his neck as their bodies slammed together. They hugged each other tightly, each desperately needing the physical sensation of the other's body tightly against their own."Wouldn't you like to make love to me like that?" Béla whispered as she nibbled on his ear lobe. She heard and felt Jake sigh and knew that this was something that she could never have with a human. He'd 'made love' to Lisa like that, and the aftermath.