"Fuck me," he muttered. "You look ... amazing." Andee had hoped for this reaction. She had been very careful to select a sexy black wrap-around dress... The hem hung just below the lace top of her sheer black stockings so not to give it away on first look. The front revealed a bit more cleavage than she was used to showing with her nice 36B breasts, but the intent was really for the dress to be coming off soon. She added a pair of sky-high stilettos to the outfit, the kind she would get way more. Several sculptures adorned the walls. I entered the kitchen and, “Good morning Lucy” both Ken and Mistress Virginia said. “Did you sleep well”, said Ken?“Yes Sir”, I replied! “Please call me Ken” he said.Mistress Virginia said, “Oh good, then you’re ready for day two”? I replied, “Day two Mistress”?“Yes Lucy, you’re only part way through your training my pet”!“Training Mistress”, I replied with a shaky voice?Mistress Virginia then stood up, walked over to me and put her hands on my shoulders. One of the jocks, also tall, but still shorter than Lenard, this crew cut, brace face fuck, named Allen, didn’t appreciate being shown up, didn’t like being dunked on by a ponytailed sasquatch of a fag. Especially one wearing eye liner... Following Lenard’s second effortless dunk over Allen, and the ball inadvertently hitting Allen upside the corner of his head, Allen barked curses and shoved Lenard and challenged him to a fight, not there, on the court, but said how Lenard had to meet him. He consulted a magician,seeking the ultimate bit of knowledge. Through the course of his affairs,he had aquired a keen insight into women. However, in order tounderstand a woman completely, how the felt, how they loved, he wouldhave to become one.The magician granted his wish, transfering Trystyn's consiousness into awomanchild named Daphne. As Daphne, he felt all there was to feel asa woman. He loved as they loved. He understood through Daphne'smemories what it was to grow up as a.