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e thoughts. The ones that still
disturbed him were his changing attitude about sex with men.
Somehow the thought of having sex with a man was no longer
repugnant. It was not as if he actually craved men. After all his
desires were currently focused entirely on Mistress Michelle. It
was just that every time he thought about sex it was as the
receiver of the act rather than as the initiator. From that it
didn't seem unnatural to want sex with men who would initiate sex.
Don went to sleep with and even greater conviction that the control
of his life was rapidly slipping away from him.
When Don woke up the next morning he stumbled into the bathroom,
still not quite awake. He was halfway through washing up when he
noticed that his physical appearance was back to that of a man.
Again he felt that cold chill creep up his spine. How could
hormones change him only at night? Something was very wrong Mikie's e.
The rest of the work week was identical. Each day was spent glued
to his PC doing all of his work on the Niteside program. Had Don
not been conditioned by the continuous stream of radiation from the
screen, he might have noticed that the program seemed to grow into
whatever he needed. If he needed word processing it was suddenly
there; if he needed graphics they were there; if he needed
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