This choice: as the girls separated, allowing Adam to sit upright. • Go Back...Chapter #5as the girls separated, allowing Adam to sit up... by: Mr. George   Adam sat up with a start. Taking in the scenery, he rather enjoyed the sight of Marie and the others. But, a chill ran over his body, his skin feeling more sensitive than he expected... Especially, his chest, especially his nipples.
Feeling oddly exposed, he tugged the gown closer. It was at that moment, the audience sniggered. That Adam felt the silky caress of the material. His nips crinkled in protest at the cool brush of the material. It all came together with the growing sense of wrongness, he felt.
Adam looked down, and saw he was a she... Every inch a woman, like those surrounding him... well, her... and in her case with a few more inches than all of them.
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It was feminine modesty that gripped her, as she clenched her hand into a tiny fist, keeping the gown closed, and hiding the sumptuous cleavage from sight.... Theirs and hers.
She shifted nervously, squirming in her seat, hoping for the bed to open up and swallow her. Instead, she only confirmed she was blessed with an ass that was as generous as her chest... her bust.
Spotting the wardrobe, Adam surged to her feet. Desperately she went over to get something to wear... Anything to wear, as long as she wore more than the silky dressing gown.
Ripping the door open, she saw the cavernous interior. All filled with clothes that'd fit her new body. The colours, the styles, the sheer size were all intimidating, and she whirled away from the terrifying variety.
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Adam's tormentors just smiled, and left her to dither about what to wear.
"Welcome to your own fantasy world, Adam... and your place in it as your own fantasy. Oh, and it's Evie now."
As she named you, the women turned to dust and vanished from the room. The loneliness was just as horrifying as their teasing torment. She was left without any distractions from her new body, new life.
Retreating to the bed, Evie collapsed onto the bed. Her bust bouncing heavily, painfully from the sudden movement. Instinctively, her hands went to cradle the girls, and stop their movement. Looking away from the open wardrobe, and the array of clothes there. Her eyes settled on the picture on the bedside table. It was one of herself, a past forming for Evie parallel to Adam's memories, she frowned as she took it in.
She looked cute. Oh, Hell, no! She looked hot as hell, and proud of her over-stuffed body.
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Unable to face her smile, she slapped the picture face down.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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