This fame and skill had not come without cost though. Being a successful woman in academia required a degree of social sacrifice. Dr. Anderson had to ...develop boundaries between herself and her assistants and colleagues for fear of appearing to "sleep her way to the top". This had given Jessica a reputation for being an ice queen, but she did not care so long as she was successful.Her level of prestige also demanded a higher standard of professionalism. While her team scoured the remote desert. He nodded, but he lifted his eyebrows at my outfit.I rushed off to my class, wondering what the odds were of Kyle catching me outside of school and causing me serious pain.Nothing happened the rest of the morning. Not until I got cornered in homeroom where I usually went to relax during my lunch period.Gary came in and stood behind me for a moment. He didn't touch me. Not yet. But I could feel someone standing there. I didn't know who it was until he said, "I'm glad Jordan picked that top. I. Jim pushed Dad down and raced to me. He grabbed me and threw us both to the ground. We were still in the air when I saw a huge flash of flame make a big fireball around the ute at the same time as there’s a loud boom. I hit the ground. A moment later Jim let me go and sent me inside to check on the rest of the family. No one was hurt in there so I came outside again and Dad was busy putting out grass fires while Jim was talking on his phone and walking over to Dad with a thing stuck in his. .. please!" I whimpered. I looked down and noticed that my waist was smaller. Of course, I was wearing clothes so I couldn't see most of the changes but I definitely was feeling them. I started to feel my face heat up, and buried my head in my hands in disbelief ... when I did, I began to feel my face pulling and stretching to remold itself. When I took my hands away, I knew the face remaining was no longer mine. I dropped to my knees in shock as the sensations of my transformation finally.