In Disbelief

"What ..." John begins, then places a now delicate hand against his full lips. "My voice...?"

But then John feels his pants slide off smooth legs, and his gaze moves downward... and he forgets all about his dulcet voice.

His body... This...

This couldn't be his body!

"What... what the hell have you done to me?!"
Petra smiles, a devilish glint in her eye. "The answer, my dear, is quite simple..."