To her primary handler she was a joke. A dumb kid that stumbled intosuperpowers packaged with boobs and a pussy who got off on pretending tobe a 'real... flyer' Colonel Dyson did not realize that, as of her missionagainst the terrorists aboard that mid air flight, she had earned it. Inthe eyes of the rest of the air force personnel she was one of them, shepaid her dues. That afternoon when Ben entered the dining hall there wasa crowd of second lieutenants sitting at a table off to the side in. The oldest, a boy of about sixteen came to a stop and his jaw fell open as he looked at her. Even with his eyes being a solid green with no whites, she could see they had gained the now patented Tama Glazed look. His eyes never made it all the way up to her face.The Queen of the Fay hurried down the ramp trying to straighten the hem on a hastily donned dress. Her wings kept catching the hem and her ladies maid was unable to get it straight with her moving around so much. The queen entered the. There is pain in one configuration for a handful of seconds and then just as I come to terms with it, just as I try to accept it, it is gone and I’m being hurt in another way. Screaming isn’t doing anything. I remember the instructions. Frantically, I push forward into the orifice. I can penetrate it and it feels good to do so. It’s soft and lubricated on the inside, it feels almost like a pussy, another word I know with a meaning that exists just beyond my grasp. For a second, I forget about. He was very excited andnot just because of the picture, but because he wanted this. He wantedto be beautiful. He wanted to put on that dress and look gorgeous. Hewanted to be the beautiful young woman that his grandmother had been -for real.The chair was swung around and as the back dropped, placing Paul's headin sink, he thought about where he was. He was in a place that wasreserved for women. Women who wanted, just like he did, to bebeautiful. It was where he was meant to be, but it was also.