The BeachSeveral years later…On a warm summer afternoon at a public beach in Florida, two tall lads in swimming trunks were kicking a small, blue football around by the sea, punting it closer to the water, when one of them stopped and stared.‘Hey, Harry, why did you quit?’ John asked.Turning to face him, Harry pointed. ‘Look over there, John, and tell me what you see.’John brushed his hand through his short, jet-black hair as he stood next to his blond pal and looked towards the sea. ‘What I am looking for, Harry?’Harry indicated where the beach met the sea. ‘John,’ he shouted. ‘Are you blind, or do you just need new glasses?’ John didn’t appreciate the comment. He hated when his friend made fun of him about his glasses, or anything else for that matter.Eventually, he spotted what Harry was telling him about. Lying on a sunbed near the sea was a young woman. She had long, blonde hair and was wearing a light blue swimsuit and a pair of black sunglasses, everything about her seem

Fashion ShootGreen Girl was getting excited as she followed Jennifer through the main door. They climbed the red carpeted flight of stairs, once they had reached the top they turned right and went thought into a large room. Inside were at least twenty female models, all with different skin tones and colours. At the back of the room, they found the photographer waiting for them.‘You’re early,’ he said as he fiddled with his lens. ‘Are you ready for your close-up, Miss Roberts?’ he asked as he pointed the camera towards her.‘Ready whenever you are, Mark,’ she giggled, as she pouted provocatively at the photographer.‘Great stuff, girls, but I would like you to change. Would you mind putting these on for me, please?’ Mark handed a black bra and panties to Green Girl, with a matching pair of long, black opera gloves. He offered Jennifer an identical set, only purple.As she was about to take them from him, he gave her a look that puzzled her. ‘Besides wearing those, Miss Williams, I wo

Ben’s OfferStacey stood speechless as Ben smiled at her, showing a set of polished, white teeth, stepping forward then pausing for a moment.‘Who’s this?’ He asked, pointing to Jennifer.‘Ben, this is my friend, Jennifer.’ She enthused.Grinning widely at them, he raised his hand for a brief moment.Clutching her head as she felt a sharp stabbing pain, Jennifer screamed, ‘Stacey,.. What’s happening? What’s he doing?’For a few seconds, all that could be heard was Jennifer’s screams before falling silent. Jennifer stood there not moving. Worried, Stacey moved towards her friend.‘Jennifer, are you all right? Come on, Jen, this isn't a joke.’ She turned towards Ben, anger in her eyes. ‘You son of a bitch,’ she snapped, as she moved towards him at lighting fast speed, her fists raised. ‘What have you done to my friend?’Dodging her attack, Ben raised his hand again, the same way he had with Jennifer. A searing pain penetrated Stacey’s head. She sud

Stacey’s NightmareIt was getting late as Stacey got ready for bed. She had been with Ben all day and he had shown her around the large, impressive house. Ben had pieces of artwork that were worth a small fortune, antique furniture and bookshelves full of classic novels, Ben’s main goal was to create a safe haven for all mutants from all over the world, starting with the States. As she was making her way up the stairs to the bathroom Stacey looked at a photo that was hanging on the wall. It was of three young boys, one of them wearing glasses who looked like Ben. She smiled when she looked at it and began thinking that Ben reminded her of what she had been like before the transformation. Quickly making her way up to the top of the stairs, she headed towards the bathroom. Opening the door, she slipped inside, closing it gently behind her, surprised at what she saw. There was a wet room with a walk-in shower in one corner, a small cabinet with a large collection of aftershaves stood aga

It was a warm midday as Stacey was lying on a sunbed by the pool at the back of the house, wearing a purple bikini and a pair of sunglasses. Next to the bed was a table with a large glass of gin and tonic.Stacey reached over and took a sip from the glass, ‘Ahh,’ she said to herself as she started to relax, ‘This is the life.’As she spoke, Ben appeared, and Stacey lifted her sunglasses and watched him as he passed by.‘Hey, there, handsome,’ she said sexily, ‘Fancy sitting by me to soak up some sun?’Ben grinned at her, ‘Sure, Stacey, why not?’ he said, grabbing a spare sunbed and lying beside her.As he lay there, Stacey grabbed his hand.‘Ben,’ she said softly, ‘Thank you for giving me this chance to be with you.’‘You’re very welcome, Stacey.’Leaning towards one another they kissed. Suddenly, Ben stood up. Stacey grasped his hand and looked up at him.‘What's wrong, Ben?’ She asked, worried.Ben gave her a concerned look of his own, ‘I'm not sure.’ he said as he grabbed a pair of