"But it wasn't a hijacking, not really. It took off one dark night, right behind a Tu-85 on a test flight. Who ever the pilot was, he was really good.... He tucked under the tail of the prototype and the Russian radar saw one legitimate test flight." Didn't anyone on the 85 notice the plane was there?" No, but two enlisted crew were shot a week later. Drunk on duty. Happened a lot in the bad old days."The Soviets didn't notice the plane on radar until the Tu completed it's test flight and turned. You’ll need to be careful with them.’ And then he disappeared again. Crystal awoke a short time afterwards, lying face down on the carpeted floor in her bedroom. She pulled her hands under her and pushed herself up. She was surprised at how easily she lifted herself, and further amazed at how much larger her breast looked from this angle, as she saw gravity’s impact. Adding to her surprise was her nipples were an inch long or more, standing proudly on the massive flesh. ‘Uh oh,’ she thought.. I just smiled at him. "Don't look at my boobies their too small." he whined joking around. I laughed and replied, "Yea right, mine are way too small, I can't wait to get a boob job." and I looked down at my barely D boobs, wishing they were just a little bit bigger. "Are you crazy?" he replied now looking at them. "No, their way too little." "Whatever, your like DD." No I'm not, I'm a C." "Oh whatever, take your shirt off."I did what I was told and took one of my 2 shirts off. He grabbed my. The works. Next she had me hold out my hands and began gluing on long finger nails which she finished off with a lavender colored polish. Her last touch to my makeover was a wig. It was Strawberry blonde in color and slightly longer than shoulder length. She brushed " my Hair" until finally she stood back and said "Finished!" She led me over to the mirror and asked what I thought. I couldn't believe my eyes. The reflection in the mirror wasn't mine. It was that of a Woman. Looking at myself.