I went to a bookstore in east Portland. As I got out of my car feeling the breeze up under my very short silky skirt, trying to pull it down as cars w...re whizzing by. I walked or should I say wobbled the half block to the door. I opened the door and walked towards an older man behind the counter who had put down his book and was smiling at me. What can I get you beautiful" He asked? I blushed at the compliment and his smile got wider. I pulled a five dollar bill from my purse and asked for. I am beginning to panic. All I can dois watch,It feels like it takes ages, but eventually I see myself sit upright andbegin to experiment with flexing fingers and muscles, moaning andlurching from side side. Eventually the moaning coalesces into coherentspeech. I see my body move and hear my voice speak. "OK, it worked babe.I'm in here, and holy crap is it weird." What the fuck?" is pretty much all I can say, but I'm pretty sure nobodycan hear me.I watch as my body carefully stands up, leans. {{What is the bitch yapping about?}} Damien asked.{{I think she wants us to stay inside her, }} Goliath said.{{Who cares what she wants, }} Damien retorted. {{I did my job, so I'm done.}}{{You dumb yuppies, }} Hotdog blasted at them. {{Human bitches aren't like your regular bitches. They're not used to our tie.}}{{What do you mean?}} Goliath was confused.{{I mean, }} Hotdog prepared to explain. {{Human bitches are more fragile. They can't handle it so well if you try pulling your knot out too. He even picks her a rose from a communal garden as they walk closer to home. When they slip down an alleyway, his kiss is passionate, tongues playing and teeth nibbling. He's pressing her body against the wall with his. Excitement builds up inside them, their kissing becoming more passionate, more intense.They make it to their front door, almost falling through it as they touch each other. One by one, their clothes are discarded as they walk up the stairs, careful not to fall yet determined to.