"I asked her, "What about Big Girls Clothes?"She pointed to the front jib. I had her take the wheel and walked up to look. Sure enough it had 'BigGirl...sClothes.com' in big letters, with the 'Quality' logo beneath."That's neat," I said, thinking that Tiny probably had a hand in the signs. "We can write off the entire trip as advertising."Sue caught what I said and punched me. "We need to show off a little. Are we stopping between here and Panama?" Yep," I said with a smile. "We're stopping in Key. "Fine, but we have to hurry up, we don't want to be late."We head outside with our bags, and walk to the Starbucks.I get a mocha brownie Frappachino. Peter gets a caramel Frappachino.Outside, we sit on the bench, and drink our frappes."Exciting about school?" I ask him."Who are you kidding?" Just asking..." Soph, we are in a new country, a new state, and a new city. That means new school, new people, new everything. Are you really excited about that?" Not really..." I didn't think so. And put. A thoughtful...almost confused look. Her hand was absently rubbing along the surface ofthe folder. "I did find something," she said quietly."What?" I asked, feeling both nervous and curious at the same time.Dr. Alvere just stared at me silently for several seconds beforeannouncing, "I did some blood tests. I compared your blood sample andDNA from before your injection to that of Ms. Miracle, to find whatmight have caused your transformation." And?" I gestured impatiently.She sat back in her. .Tracy and I, being normal pubescent teens kind of went into a homosexual stage - mutual masturbation, a little sucking and finally fucking one another. This was all great and took the ‘edge’ off, but was a poor substitute for what we really wanted ... real live girls!At this point in the story, I need to fill you in on Tracy’s family situation. His mom and dad were die-hard alcoholics and once his dad was home from work, it took him probably an hour to get blind drunk, his mom not being far.