You are five feet, five inches, fiveinches shorter than Mary. And your five feet, fiveinches, are composed of pure flab. Mary showed me apicture of ...ou in a bathing suit. What a shapeless messyou are!I am SIX feet, five inches, a full foot taller than you.Literally as well as figuratively, Mary looks up to meand down at you, wimp. At 190 pounds, I’m the same weightas you. But what a difference! You could look with amagnifying glass and you wouldn’t find a speck of flab onmy. ’ ‘Okay, mind if I tag along, I’d like to see the exhibition myself, am I too late to get an invite.’ ‘Harry you hate modern art, why would you want to come?’ ‘To support you and to understand where you’re coming from.’ ‘Are you serious, look if you’ve taken over Harry’s body, this is not how he operates, you’ve picked the wrong guy to lead your infiltration of earth.’ She grinned and raised an eyebrow at him. He giggled and raised his glass in salute. ‘Touche, no this is real old Harry. But. She was working in the kitchen doing something; I just didn't know what that was. I figured that there was always something to do on a farm; I just had no clue what to do."There is always wood to be chopped." Show me the axe and I'll be happy to" which she did.While I was chopping wood I thought about my quick healing and the amount of digging that I did yesterday. I knew that I was in excellent shape before, but now I seemed to have much greater powers of recovery. I really didn't think that I. I could feel myself getting smaller shrinking from my 6' height. The sensation of shrinking ended a few moments later as before my eyes I could see my hands and feet change to a very slender and delicate form. A sensation of swelling in my hips and a shift of weight to my chest brought my hands up I had breasts. With this change my sluggish brain realized what was happening, I was turning into a woman. That was how I would become pure. The memory flashing back to the fact that men were not.