Disappointment hit Megan like the bombing of Dresden. She thought they had a definite connection. She told him about her wetting. She let him touch her. And, after all that, he was so moved that he said NOTHING about it. She felt like she had been used and discarded, a diaper to quench the stream of male sexuality. There probably were other explanations, of course, but to Megan thee was only one that made sense. He had used her and now she felt bad. What an asshole.
“Megan?”
““OK…. thanks Ted.”
She hung up before he could ask what was wrong.
Meg’s Transformation Scene 166
