John began to put his trousers back up as Chelsea walked over to the mirror to clean up herself. When John turned around, she was already wearing her tube-top, skirt and tigh-highs combo. He could not see where she had kept the raygun. And, speaking of which, where was his? Oh, somewhere in the room. He'll look for it later.
"You have something in mind?" John asked, curious to know what would happen.
Chelsea grinned. "Oh, I know Bonnie." She said, winking. Quickly her face began to change, becoming somewhat masculine as she became what appeared to John a very effeminated man, somewhat attractive. "Bonnie loves this face!" Chelsea said, pointing at her own face. "She'll be mesmerized enough for me to bring her here. I could just change her, but where's the fun in that?"
