"What have you done to me!" Jim shouted in a little girl's voice as heswept the long hair aside. "Change me back right now!" He screamed ashe repeated...ly stamped his little foot on the pavement and struck hiships with closed fists making the small skirt he was wearing fly up abit."Can't do that. Once you get do-overs you gotta do it over. That's therules." The small girl answered him."But... but... but look at me! I'm small. I'm a kid! Shit! I'm a fuckinlittle girl!" Jim yelled."Oooooo. You. . would people think she’s having a rebound if they saw me go into her room? Wait! They don’t know she’s single ... will they think she’s cheating? What if she’s NOT single and the boyfriend is still in the picture?”A hopeful heart plummeted back into the depths from whence it came. Of course he wanted this beautiful stranger to be happy. But why did the thought of her still with her boyfriend make him so sad? He barely knew the chick so why was he so fucking attached already?The elevator doors. As the minutes ticked by, the small, colourful rings of sugar and wheat succumbed to the milk and became soggy mush, much like her spirits.She was doing a poor job convincing herself that she wasn’t bothered by some strange, disgustingly beautiful and height-privileged swimsuit model gaining entry into her neighbour’s apartment. There was no reason to be jealous. She had no claim or ownership on him. For her, Vasily was basically a stray dog she played with every so often when she remembered it. Through his nervousness, Andy thought back to the beginning of this incredible time.It was Sunday night after Andy and Gretchen had both been recruited for Transformations. Gretchen was to be the Food Service Director while Andy was to be one of the attendants. He had just given his mother a massage to put her to sleep after a day of euphoria and collapse. Carla (she insisted he drop the 'Aunt') had watched the massage and insisted on one of her own.Carla had undressed in front of him and.