"The thing I read,what was that again? Something about six?" I knew then, Ihad to return home as quickly as possible. Mentally, Ibegan to count the ti...es I had changed. "One, I became theman in the car. Two, I became a very pregnant Mrs.Peterson. Three, I was changed into the baby inside herstomach." I shuddered and sighed out slowly, sounding likean old steam locomotive. "But... but what if?" My mindreeled, again I recounted the changes. "One, I became theman in the vette. Two... I was changed. She stands up to expose her top. Her firm, succulent breasts are held back in her tight bikini top, which looks like it could break at any moment.“Come here,” she says playfully as she motions with her finger. I gulp and slowly swim over to her. I get within a foot of her and she’s still looking at me. “Do you want to touch them?” she asks in a serious, yet, affectionate tone.I can’t respond. My eyes can’t stop looking at them. “Go on,” she says. “it’s okay.”I slowly reach out and touch her. ‘Which means that except for people like you, Solcorp would be out of business.’ Ajax laughed. SOLCorp was the largest business entity in known space. The fuel stations they built across the human sphere made interstellar commerce possible. ‘I’m sure you’d be able to turn a few credits here and there.’ ‘I lost a few credits when you got caught, Mister Kinkaid,’ Weston said and opened a small locker beneath his desk, removing two bottles marked, ‘Triton Tank Swill,’ and passed one to Ajax, who. Maybe she didn't even go through it...well i'm about to find out, I told myself(yes I talk to myself). She was in the shower when I made it back inside. I went into my room and saw my phone on the charger. I checked to see if anything had been tampered with or if anything was out of the ordinary. Nothing was different and everything was the same. When she got out of the shower, I asked her how her night was and whatnot. "It was ok, long and boring" she said. It was as if she didn't wanna talk.