We haven’t spoken in, oh, at least ten years, and although he was my best friend during high school, I’d sort of left all that behind when I went ...way to college, then come to New York to sell stocks, which I’m very good at. Still, for some reason, perhaps to escape the crush of loneliness, or maybe just a wistfulness for those bygone days, I’m curious what this letter might contain. I open the flap and pull out a rather formal invitation to my tenth highschool reunion. It shocks me for some. ’ said Carson quickly as to make her laugh. It did. * * * * * The two sat at a quiet table in a small coffee shop about a block and a half from the attempted rape. They talked and giggled like they had known each other for years. To each it felt as though they had. ‘So you made a wrong turn into a dark ally?’ asked James ‘I told you I am a half wit.’ said the woman giggling. As she moved her vibrant red hair bounced off of her shoulders. He moved also caused her tits to bounce. This is what. My mother shook her head. As she shook her head, I saw piss go into her right eye, they eye closest to me."God what a fucking whore" his pissing came to a stop"Oh please give me more. Please, spray me with more of your golden liquid!" Calm down you filthy slut," as he said this he slapping my mothers face with his big, meaty, cock. "You'll get more of this cock next time." I assumed he had already ejaculated as he started picking up his clothes. I started going downstairs, wanting to get away. The boysclothes changed, from trousers or jeans, to plaited skirts. Their t-shirts and tops turned into tight shirts or feminine tops. Their bodiesbecame smooth as their body hair vanished. Their underwear turned fromboxers, to thongs and g-strings with padded bra wraped around their flatchest. The boys faces had heavy make up appear on them, as their hairlengthen and arranged itself into feminine styles and colours. Earingsappeared in their ears. Their height shrank, to the tallest being.