Elizabeth was upset from the moment I showed up, I wasn’t even that late. I get nervous around people that are upset, especially when they are bigge...r than me. I was always bullied throughout childhood so I was always fearful of being hit. Which is exactly what happened.I was rambling out excuses for why I was late again. Elizabeth just stood there with a stern face and her hands on her hips, as I kept babbling and started stumbling through my words when I realized she was genuinely angry. She. " He took a deep breath. "How doyou...feel....Mark?"Mark laughed. "How do I feel? Well, that's a good one...I feel strange,certainly...but good, in a way, very good. Incredibly energetic...andincredibly horny." What was troubling to Mark was that her new body wasfilling her brain with cravings for male companionship."Sit down, please," Magnuson said, beckoning to a small work table witha couple of chairs by it. "Let me tell you more about your new body."Mark listened in amazement as her boss. " He whispers, his eyes soft and forgiving as he looks at me. I shake my head and I lean forward until my head lands on his chest. "I didn't mean too! You scared me." I whisper, my tears coming more rapid as I watch the blood drip down his arm. "Gracie why did you freak out? Who couldn't be back?" He asks and I look up at him, my eyes full of pain.I can see his eyes widen in understandinh and one of his hands clenches into a fist at his side, while his jaw locks in anger."He will never come. I even have some surreptitious photos of some of my victims. Of course, around here, everyone has made love to my pussy, so I wear a monokini all the time.Felicity asked in a more serious tone, “Don’t you get embarrassed?”Carol smiled, “That’s part of what loosening up was supposed to do for me; get me past being mortally embarrassed when either I or someone else said, did, or implied something sexual. I can still remember in seventh grade going to school with the slip under my dress showing.