drop in once in awhile to see how you're getting on. Good luck and all that." And as he spoke these final words he vanished in a puff of acrid and phosphoric smoke which, since it blended so well with the atmosphere of the city, was soon as invisible as the Gen- tleman from whom it had emanated.

The young man after carefully depositing his body in a comfor- table chair, floated out over the city and thence in the window of the penthouse named in the recent compact.

It was a quite elaborate place; so much so in fact that the young man thought for a moment that he must have floated in the wrong window. But as soon as he spied, with an ectoplasmic gasp, the creature on the bed in whose shape he would most like to be cast he knew he was in the right place. He buzzed about the body and then easily nipped in through the ear. He was quite agreeably surprised a moment later to feel himself lying full length upon the bed, unclothed save for a gorgeous dressing gown spread open beneath him. Yet it was not himself that he felt and he sat up feeling weak and pliable.

The first thing he noticed were his breasts--how could he help it! Had he been, perhaps, a shade TOO vulgar? They were imposs- ibly large and firm. He looked across the room and saw, reflected in a large mirror, an adorable creature sitting nude on the edge of a bed and staring at him in shocked surprise as her fingers mod- estly sought to pull a diaphanous dressing gown across her ivory thighs. "Oh, pardon me," he said with a surprising and liquid trill in his voice, thinking himself to be in the inner chambers of an unnamed goddess. And he promptly fainted at the sound of his silken voice.

Awaking a moment later he knew that the girl's circulatory system was no proof against his elated emotions and his next peek in the mirror was, therefore, somewhat more circumspect. He did not faint this time but he did experience an exquisite vertigo. The creature was perfectly formed. Her waist, quite small, bloss- omed with quick fullness to pear-firm hips and then to languorously long thighs and legs. Her skin had not only the texture and tact- ility of satin but nearly the sheen as well. Her lips were wide and full in a perfect--if amazed--face and her long blonde hair was suitably thick and lustrous.

He stood up and hastily drew the pale sheerness of the gown about himself with that strange modesty he had never before felt.

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