Evelyn’s face, that is. That’s right, I was Evelyn. As in, I was in her body. My heart was almost beating right out of its ribs as I saw Evelyn's ...– sorry, my – frame in the mirror. I was dressed in a pinkish night dress which ended just below my waist. I felt the smooth skin on my tummy, and I felt the massive rise of my breasts. I moved my hands down my smooth hair. I turned around and caressed my cute bubble butt in the mirror. This was amazing, and scary. What did this mean? Was Evelyn in my. He turned his back to her, too, and sidled through the small space between her and the table. Between her perfect butt and the table. Her buttocks pressed against his as he slid past. Firm, with just the slightest soft yield, their definition was deliciously and painfully obvious as he felt them dip briefly away from him and come to meet him again as he passed halfway. It took all of his willpower not to groan. But then he was past, and set up the ladders alongside the shelves. His back still. "It was only a short while later they saw Amber enter the park with thestroller and Ty. She spied Julie and began to walk over, but as she drewcloser, she saw Sharon and hesitated. Julie got up and strode over toher."This has gone far enough," she said, softly. "She's been a good friendand a little plumbing difference doesn't change that. Besides, try to seeit from her side, what she's been going through." You mean 'he', don't you?"Julie glared at her and she was immediately sorry she'd said. "You are to take the eggs from the chicken girls and not get caught by the people or other things here on the farm. If you don't do very well another month will be added to your stay here and you'll get another job that is more suited to your difficulties. I scrabbled up to my feet and onto my hands as I nodded and tried to speak through the mask, it actually ended up being a bit easier than I had expected, truly it was odd as an experience though, "Um. . . This is kinda weird, but what am I.