<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/336f/9f4i27xjik8jzye6g.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Circe</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">● Portal traveler<br/>● Adopted by witches <br/>● sometime nasty nurse<br/>● uncertain witch experimenter<br/> </span></span></div></div></div></div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Somehow, I’m getting what I wanted—we’re headed to the pizza place!  This one simple fact offers a thread to investigate and I’m not letting go of it.  I’m pulling on it, unraveling things.<br/><br/>I think I’ll entitle this Theory 1.  Basically, when I gave in, gave up on the pizza idea, it ends up we’re going to the restaurant, that’s where things now head.  So what does this mean exactly for Mike who is fighting, fighting the feminized look?  It <strong>means</strong> that Mike has to stop fighting being feminized and give in; once he surrenders, he gets what he wants.  <br/><br/>Eureka!  This theory may lead me to getting the Pulitzer Prize or is it the Nobel?  Something gold—a Golden Globe?<br/><br/>Anyways, I get the feeling that Chloe is intuiting this.  After all, she’s been supplying clothes and shoes.  The shoes she provides are manageable, but clearly for the office, an insurance exec.  It probably doesn’t matter since the ‘book’ or whatever will change things to a primo presentation.<br/><br/>Things might be getting a little confusing name-wise.  I was going for Misha; Chloe is using Emmy.  Same idea—not Mike, something with an ‘M’ sound.  I’ll go with Emmy or if I slip, Emma.<br/><br/>First step (giggle) is Emmy trying to walk at Chloe’s suggestion.  I’m pretty sure that the walking will start out awkwardly and then fall into cute wiggle mode, the shoes forcing the gait.  I’m getting a feel for the book’s personality.<br/><br/>With Mike/Emmy concentrating on walking, I find my phone and start showing some pics.  Just showing, not guiding or even suggesting.  “Take a look on my phone.  Cute right?”  Maybe Mike/Emmy thinks I’m setting him/her up for a blind date (I have done that before). <br/><br/></span><div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/0cc7/87p1pux99diwhpr6g.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"> “Brunet, sexy purple dress, right?” <br/></span><div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/171c/3topp4e5kaqldwv6g.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"> “Brunet in white.  Love that dress.  Sexy.”<br/></span><div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/7841/4n8mndl6oq9jc476g.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"> “I don’t know Emmy, you seem to have a redhead’s temperament.” <br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/></span><div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/51c9/cfifc9wq9nn40a46g.jpg)<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Circe</span></strong></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"> At least not to my surprise, I’m now in a too-hot for words red dress (I really do not know why Chloe was critiquing my clothes!  Nastiness?)<br/><br/>But this has to be shocking to Emmy.  That is if Emmy is still capable of being shocked.  AND this magical change then allows me to unleash my theory:<br/><br/>“When you don’t fight things, like being feminized, that happens, then it’s over.  That’s what I think.”  I’m now in a full-press sales pitch (for Emmy’s benefit) “Become Emmy.  Decide on one of those dresses I showed you or another, I don’t care.  Come to the restaurant like that, be Emmy.  That completes the spell and it’s over.”  I’m rather happy with that.  Seems to make sense.  I know Chloe will give it a try, but Mike?  Em?  I’m not sure.<br/><br/>It really is for one’s own good that I’m suggesting all this.  What carrot might there be to get this to the next step?  “After all, with you dressed, why not slip into the lady’s at the restaurant and find out what makes you orgasm.  We’d do that.”   <br/><br/>I wonder if I should get one of those books where experiments are written down.  The scientific method and all.  Hmmm.<br/></span>