David took a look at his new self and even he was impressed. The basic shape was Nicole's (which was fantastic to start with), but it was a perfect ve...rsion. His large breasts now jutted straight out from his body, as if they had just grown there. David shook his head. He had to remind himself that they HAD just grown there. But he also knew that no matter how long he had or would have these breasts, they'd always have this perfect shape and curve to them. And thinking of curves, his were. You don't want to be dressed like this. You like watching Eve wearingthis outfit and how it barely covers her ass. Eve was just making sureyou couldn't go back by making you burn your clothes."Another part of me wanted to say "Oh come on Simone, you said you likedresses and you always felt like Lois Lane to your father's superman. Whoare you trying to fool? Lois Lane is a woman! Yes, Simone, you alwaysfelt like a woman. Your father encouraged you to think like this when hegave the oars to. Room with hundreds – maybe thousands – of almost crystal clear ... uh, columns scattered everywhere. Sometimes, there is the hint of something moving – flowing – inside them. Some of the columns are no thicker than your wrist, but others are six feet or so in diameter. There doesn’t seem to be any logical ordering about them. Some are close together while others are several yards apart. It’s as if everything has been placed randomly in there.”“I assume you’re saying that the ... column things. ” I whisper, my pleading eyes looking directly into his tired blue ones. I hand him the belt, and he breaks our eye contact to glance down at it. I untie the sash on my robe and let it fall to the floor, leaving me standing naked in front of him. He stares at my naked body, letting his eyes roam over my breasts, my narrow hips, and the freshly shaved space between my thighs. The moment stretches and I wonder if he will refuse. I remain still, waiting. Finally, he breaks the silence. “Turn.