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Chapter 7
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Will you go?....
agree to go to the part as Tom’s girlfriend...
you stand up and begin to pace the floor. “So we get me a fancy dress, you put on a suit, and we just act like some kind of couple?” Tom smiles brightly. “Exactly, we will be there 2 or 3 hours TOPS.” then tomorrow we will lay low and Sunday we’ll get you all fixed up.” Tom puts his hands on your shoulders, its surreal how much larger he is now. Both the fact that you’ve shrunk and the fact that he used the CRISPR 2.0 to increase his muscle mass by 35%.
You sit back down, the way he puts it is reasonable. BUT you also wouldn’t be in this situation if he hadn’t been so sloppy in the lab. On the other hand, you were pretty cavalier when deciding to just hop into an experimental genetic tilt a whirl. “So, If I DO agree to go, you aren’t going to be acting weird, or getting us in a situation where I’m all alone, trying to make a conversation with strangers?”
“OK yeah definitely. I won’t leave you side, unless you, well, have to go to the bathroom” You would have to go to the bathroom in public. Getting to use the ladies room was kind of exciting, you would get firsthand experience from an insider’s point of view. But the rest of it. Dressing up and being judged on how well you did it, and the pressure to make Tom look good? “Will I have to act like I LIKE you? You know? Uh, PDAs?” Tom sits down next to you, and looks right at you “yeah, we will have to fuck right there in the middle of the room!” laughing he starts munching at your face and climbing over you, pinning you prone against the couch cushions. You grin and scrunch your face and turn a way, but his lips are all over your cheek. You yell for him to stop and push against his chest. As you turn your face back to yell again, your lips brush up against his. You feel a little spark, and think about planting your lips on his. Before you even have a chance, he is sitting up straight, looking away. It seems like he felt something when your lips touched too. “yes, we will keep things platonic.” he stutters.
You feel like you might be OK with going to the party, but on the other hand you don’t really know what this is going to be like, You’ve only been female for a few hours, and the unknowns are numerous. Shawna would know what to do… you think to yourself. But that’s such an awkward conversation, “hey girlfriend, its me, your… girlfriend. Can you help me get ready for a date with someone else, who’s a dude?” yeah.
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