"No. Meg hid the box. She said she knewyou'd try to change back, so she hid it. I doubt it's even in thehouse."Leila sighed heavily. "Yeah, that's...what I figured." She shook herhead, and felt the warm wetness of tears rolling slowly from her eyes."So I'm stuck. No friends, no ID, no life, no money, no family. Stuckas a basement whore to amuse Meg and her twisted sense of revenge."Stacy put her hand on Leila's shoulder. "You're wrong." She saw thegirl look up into her eyes. "One. After talking we decided to meet the first time in a Hotel. She would bring all she could to transform me and I should bring what I had. After we met we started out by shaving my legs and arms completely, than she started to help me put on make up. After the hair and make up was done on both of us we had to get dressed. I put her clothes out in the living room what I wanted her to wear and she put mine out in the bedroom, to surprise each other (Bilder Galerie has a folder od what we wore).. "What are you doing here?"It was so freaky to be in a bed with her own male body just inches away. He never realized how big he used to be! The former Macho man felt her new breasts being fondled. Despite herself, she started to enjoy the alien sensations. The room was getting hot! Her former body was so strangely virile and attractive! The former Skipper was afraid for the first time in her life as feminine feelings washed through her body."Please don't..." Just let yourself go, my dear. Trust. I pulled the cork, passed it under my nose, and then took a tentative sip. I thought my brain was going to explode out of my head. It was like drinking liquid fire compared to the bourbon I usually drank. I almost spit it out in reaction, but managed to swallow it and it burned all the way down and took my breath away.Both girls fell over, laughing hysterically. I re-corked the jug and sat it down and took very shallow breaths, trying to keep from vomiting all over the blanket and stay upright.