My name is Warfal. I am the high priest of the Ancients. What is your name, if you please?" My name is Jasmine. I am very pleased to meet you, Warfal....And I am very glad that I was able to help in straightening out this misunderstanding. I wish good fortune to both sides. Goodbye for now. My time is over."When Doug heard Jasmin's description of their adventure on Jasong, he decided to make it a matter of policy to insure that the people they were protecting had tried talking to the natives. ”“Angel?” Imogene asked, her voice creaking. “What’s going on, Mr. Davies?” Then she squeaked in shock, “Where did your clothes go?”“I’ve won,” I told my wife.Her green eyes widened. She shuddered as her hands swayed before her. “Really?”I nodded. I felt so different. Six edits a day. I could override any edits I’d done. I could fix any mistakes I’d made.“You’ve truly won?” my wife asked. “We’re getting—”My phone rang. I knew it would. Seth would be watching me on his app. I swiped the screen. Sure enough, they showed the robber walking into the building and heading straight for one of the clerks, with a jet-black figure following along. Adele hadn’t seen one up close before, but she’d seen the ads on late-night TV. The form was unmistakable-it had the lines and figure of a woman, but the fluorescent lights gleamed off the plastic in a way that made it clear she was looking at a Girl(tm). The robber talked to the clerk for a moment, Girl at his side-there wasn’t sound, but the clerk. Little did I know, at that time I would soon become a total slut more so then my X wife! For some reason acting out how I thought my wife was being eased the pain of our separation. I decided I wanted to be a way better slut that her and that's what I did. I had some fun but mostly did a lot of fantasizing... after some years of just fantasizing and crossdressing in private. I finally started to my build my wardrobe and develop ideas about how i was going to make fantasies into reality. I.