Trev - you be the judge - and be honest!", she laughed. She turned to the side and lifted her robe to expose her backside which I saw was covered by a... very shiny white nylon full-cut panty. She looked at Claire and said, "All right "Toots" - let's have a look at yours." Claire stood up and lifted her robe to reveal a black nylon hip hugger style panty with lace on the front. I sat in my chair wide-eyed, but liking the show I was getting. Kathleen said, "Well Trev - whose as is bigger?" Somehow,. I stared at myself in the mirror, and I was amazed at what I saw. Iknew, rationally, that I looked like a man wearing makeup and paintednails and a wig, but in my mind's eye I saw myself closer to lookinglike a woman than I'd ever been before-and I liked it. No, I loved it!"Now, Melissa, it is time to do something about that oversized thing youcall a clit. Step into these."She handed me what looked like a lacy, very short, very small bike pant,made of a very constricting material. I thought. Ken led me through the double wooden doors marked "authorized personnel only" and into his office."You mentioned something about making copies of our aircraft," Ken said."I have a portable scanner with me," I explained how it worked. "A small replicator is in the trunk of my car. Let me scan something you need a copy of and we will get it out of the trunk."The item chosen was a yellow, hourglass-shaped radio called the Gibson Girl. It was an automatic radio—just extend the 800-foot antenna,. It wasn't there.He was not identical to her, only a geneticduplicate. He slumped his petite cheerleaderbody against the wall. He wanted to cry, but hefelt numb.His brain wanted to refuse the reality of hissituation. He felt trapped. His thoughts whirled,trying to find a way out of this mess. He wantedto be anywhere but here, atop a reclusivemountain, away from the rest of the world.His mind visualized the place, a beautiful peakin the Rockies. There was another burst of light.The world blurred,.