Well when Matt awakened from her involuntary coma,she knew there
was something she needed to do
besides learn how to wear a bra to support the swelling breasts she could feel rising under her shirt
Oh yeah
duck back down to the floor like the voice from her grandparents long dead radio was telling her
So Matt the newly minted girl dived back down on her chest flat to the floor as the hum from the long dead 1958 Macroci tube radio
the hissing from the cracked Ring
and Angelica's triumphant "I wish..."
were all drowned out by the tremendous blast as the shattered Ring blew up.
When Matt got up off the floor a minute or two later she wasn't surprised that her hips were starting to widen and her former manhood,now a tiny little
nub that sat nestled under her lips between her legs
seemed most unnoticeable.
She got up off the floor and looked in the direction where Angelica had stood before the blast.
There was a hole in the still standing living room wall in the shape of a human figure and hundreds of feet away a limp human body lay impaled on the upraised lance of the statue of St George that
stood in the park.
No time to worry about where Angelica were still alive
Matt turned her eyes to the Marconi tube radio
where the voice
the female voice
of the now bodiless Ring was coming out of the long silent radios
speakers
As Matt walked over to the radio on still shifting pelvic bones
she realized the humming tube radio was unplugged