His destruction of the machine had seen to that!He docked on the island the castaways had been stranded on. He located Ginger's hut and took her cloth...es and other personal items. Why not! After all, if he WAS to be Ginger Grant now and forever, then her clothes belonged to him now! She would never need them again even if she could get back to the island some day! She would never be able to fit her new seven foot tall body into a gown designed for a much shorter, female body! Acting on a hunch. ---------------------------------Michelle felt kind of silly getting ready for her trip to her friends house. After a long hot shower in which she shaved her legs (again) and most of her pubic hair, save the tiny landing strip her boyfriend liked, she stood in front of her closet agonizing over an outfit and reflected that she was preparing for a simple night with a friend as if it were a first date or something!She told herself that she just wanted to look her best in front of her friend who. Every now and again she would catch me admiring her, but she would just quickly look the other way. finally once she settled in to the new surroundings we began to talk, she would talk about her day and the current problems she had and I would listen with all attention. our legs grew tired of sitting on the tail gate of my truck so I took her hand and we walked along the pebble lined beach of the little lake. every step we took made a little crunch sound muffled from the moisture that was. With her subject growing more aroused, our friend's hands slid down Amy's arms before Amy extend them back above her own head in willing submission. Amy's body rocked gently on the mattress as I took one of her ankles in my hand and strapped the first fur lined ankle cuff around it. Her reaction was identical as I repeated the action with the other leg and our friend assisted with her wrists. Amy lay prone upon the mattress with her breasts heaving, unable to sense what came next. Our.