"Jimmy! Jimmy, it's me" Carl jabbered as soon as his flatmate picked up "I know I don't sound like it but you've got to believe me, I'm Carl. That massues you recommended, she's changing me, molding my body like clay. I fell asleep on the table and when I woke up I already had tits! I know, I know I sound like a crazy person. God help me, I sound like a crazy woman!" "Ah! Fuck!" He groaned feeling his flesh shift and flow once again "She's changing my ass now. Jesus it feels huge." "Listen, I need you to come and get me out of here." Carl continued a rising note of panic in his soft soprano voice "I can't get off this damn table, it's like fucking voodoo or something. I can't make her stop and when I ask her to let me go she just smiles and says she needs to get me ready for my husband! Please, I don't know how much longer I've got, She wants me to wear a dress now and... oh god, no! Ple...