I had made every attempt to add clothing over my BGS, but none of my old clothes fit. I was now buff and strong. I had square shoulders and a tiny waist. My thighs were powerful as were my forearms. I began to feel more like a hideous monster than a woman. I sat nervously on the edge of my bed as I waited for the hour of our date. My makeup, hair and nails had been redone several times with each time in succession bringing a feeling of inadequacy, a feeling of being something less than a woman and more of a freak. My nervousness peaked when a knock came on my door. When it opened I was greeted with a warm smile and a brief hug. The nervousness quickly turned to excitement over the handsome man standing before me. He took my arm and we chatted lightly as we made our way topside. When the elevator door opened there were technicians scurrying about the hangar. The alien mega-ship was on the move. I signaled Command and was told to enjoy my time off.
