Hers were red and mine were black. We dressed and brushed each others hair and had a great time looking at how sexy we were looking in these killer ou...tfit. Mark even had purses for us. Fun!Angel had brought an over night bag with her makeup and girly stuff and I had lots of jewelry for us both. By the time we were done dressing we were stunned at how great these clothes made us look and feel. Wow!Mark came in wearing a great looking suit and we all went out to the garage and climbed into, what?. It might seem like magic but infact it is merely one of the marvels of technology that our unlovelygovernment keeps coming up with.My eyes really are brown, and the jewellery and accessories are realenough, but my looks are a fake. My hair is a wig, a very real lookingone, but a wig. My breasts are pads inside a bra, and my body has beenpadded expertly inside these clothes that I wear to make me appearfemale. And I dread what my *mother* will want done to my body in thelong term. I wonder what. When he could confront it in private.?Yes. Daughter,? Sylvanus carefully reached out to take one of his small, delicately shaped hands in his own larger ones. ?I initiated you into our race, brought you through the healing and physical alterations that were necessary, gave a part of myself to the transformation, and as such, am responsible for your well being until you are able to function as an independent individual in our society.You now carry my own genetic heritage, Morgana, and truly. The way they understood each other perfectly and could admit their deep and deeper feelings without any fear or hesitation filled his heart with a warmth that made him smile wryly.“I can’t believe I’m saying this, but let’s find out.”Clara smiled right back, then the distance between their lips and eyes continued to decrease at a rapid pace. The moment they touched Eric noticed how much of a mental wreck he was by the way tears crept into the corner of his eyes. Their arms still rested on the.