As I left her place I saw a familiar car across the street. It was an old friend and his wife. I had been caught. I sweated it out for a month, then d...cided that they hadn’t realized who it was they saw coming out of Gwen’s place. Boy was I wrong about that. They had not only seen it was me, they had put two and two together. His wife called Sharon, who knew about it for six months before dropping the bomb on me one night. I sat in my house, feeling the hurt and pain I had caused my loving wife. I planned to wear that vibrator quite a lot over the next few days, and the engineer in me needed me to see what batteries I needed before they ran flat. When I looked at the packaging and the leaflet, I at first cursed because it was all in Chinese, but then looking at it some more I decided that I didn’t need new batteries, the ones in both the vibe, and the control were induction charging on a little pad that at first I thought was just part of the packaging. It had a USB port on it but no. ...I woke from my daze a few hours later. Chanade was sat opposite me smiling and with a cup of hot chocolate in her hand."How do you feel darling?"The horror flooded back to me, what the hell had she done. I looked down and my body not only felt different, I looked different. I was completely devoid of body hair below my eyebrows!Not only that but I was wearing heels, big pink heels. I was about to protest, but Chanade came up beside me, I tried to recoil from her but her smell, there was. She always had struck me as a 'by the book' personality and that explained it.I decided that I wasn't going for full test drives. I had planned to take five women and a guy. There was no way in hell ... until I got both younger and enhanced ... that I would last more than two or three shots. Testing blow jobs would give me some control and let me see how committed the ladies were. I could probably stop a blow job. I didn't think I could stop fucking. I'd rely on the libido sub-scores.I looked.