08-16-2011, 02:34 PM
When Fhy awoke, he would be staring into a mirror. He would find himself on the beach, but wearing something different. A cute, pink, bikini, which fit snugly to his chest and crotch. He would also find thick makeup on his face, including purple lipstick. Alex dropped the mirror he held and kissed the boy's cheek as he saw the beach was filled with boys wearing girl swimwear and men flirting, making out, or even fucking in public with them.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.