Declan slept soundly, surrounded by the warmth of his sheets and the nightclothes he'd almost literally changed into. Through his sleep, Declan's now slender hands began to caress over his changed body, instinctively drawn to his new sex, stroking the tip of it gently, he moaned in his sleep, tossing over to one side. As he did so, the Amulet which he'd set on his dresser fell down onto the bed beside him, resting just against his other outstretched hand. He smiled in his sleep, grasping it as his other fingers traced down through the sheets. There were other bits of clothing there, just within reach, things he'd kept for his own pleasures. As he slept, grasping the amulet, Declan's fingers slipped over...