I’m on my stomach on the bed, hands tied behind my back, feet tied together soles up. He walks out of the room. He comes back in with a bandanna and... shoves it into my mouth. “You’re gonna need it.” Then there’s a long pause, followed by a sharp pain and a loud pop as he whacks my bare sole with a metal-studded leather paddle. “Mpph!” I say almost uncontrollably. Then he whacks my other sole. “Uhhmmph!” Then both soles quickly so fast my feet were on fire! “Mmmwwuuaaaw!” I moaned. Then my clitty. 'At least I'm not fat anymore,'I thought. 'Maybe this change didn't do much to me.' In the back of mymind I knew that wasn't the case. I had put on all that weight because itwas going to be a big change. My body was still a bit achy and numb from the medication and lying inbed for a whole week, but I forced myself up and on to my feet. I foughtthe urges to look down at myself and staggered over to the mirror on mywall. I rubbed my eyes and looked at my new reflection.It's a frightening feeling. Off they went shot tokens waving and my wife looking ,every bit sexy in just a short skirt long boots and a open backed waist coat with no bra ,after watching her dance the night away and getting off with lea the black girl our taxi arrived and rob shouts us over ,he is used to the way shell plays up so when she jumps in and he gets an eye ful it was not a shock .off we set rob asked how the night went and shell tells him about girls flashing just to get free drinks ,just like you then rob. The more this went on, the more worried she became, she knew that a lot of situation would look very suspicious if anyone walked in on them. She was becoming confused, "He's almost your age" she though to herself, "he's perfect for you", then the rational half of her brain kicked in: "Your career will be on the line, relationships between teachers and students is wrong!"It was on the night of Halloween that everything changed. Miss Ashcroft was at a party for teachers, held at a local night.