I slid into the lingerie that Mandy had picked up for me, and then tugged on the Red halter dress she had picked out. It barely covered my booty and ...showed off tons of cleavage. I tugged on my stockings one at a time, carefully connecting each one to its garter, then I buckled my heels. Lastly I strained and fixed my hair, finally taking a moment to check myself out in the mirror. I looked good, once again had you not known who I was, you would have never guessed I wasn't a woman. I paused. Princess Destruction thought that women were the dominant sex and that men were just sex toys. The women of the world seeing whole power followed suit. She gave them power. The women's powers were beyond any man. Soon the smallest size woman was 20 feet. They were big breasted, goddesses. They were given powers. The men just became weaker and weaker. They couldn’t handle the women. They were soon brought to tear during their sex sessions. A lot of times they died during it when the women didn't. I apply a light coat of powder and some lip gloss before smiling into the mirror and going downstairs. I see a note on the kitchen table. ‘Went to Sam’s soccer tournament. Will be back around 9:00 p.m. – Mom, Dad, and Sam’ I smiled. I loved having the day to myself. I made some toast, ate it, and went to brush my teeth. I popped a mint into my mouth. I was just coming out of the bathroom when I heard a knock on the door. I peeked into the driveway and saw Matt’s car. An excited feeling weighed. But it was looking into the mirror and seeing my new face forthe first time that really brought everything crashing home,that made this *real*. In my head it was still me, still JimKirk looking into that mirror, but it was undeniably JaniceLester staring back at me. She blinked when I did, pursed herlips as I pursed mine, and when I raised my hands to my face,it was her long, slender fingers I saw, both in front of my faceand reflecting back from in front of hers. I used to have goodhands,.