" I obeyed, sitting back down as she fitted the wig over myhead and pinned it on. "Perfect," she smiled, stepping away. "Now you can look." ... I turned and looked at myself. At myself? I would never have believed it. I'm not the biggest guy in the world - kind of small andthin, really... my mom says I'm 'small boned' - so I was theright size and build for a girl. And, boy, did I look like agirl. The wig gave me curly, almost platinum blonde hair, whichtumbled down over my. Then she realized where she was and fell back in the bed with a sigh of relief, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. When she looked at the clock, she saw that it was 10 A.M. She rolled out of bed, stood up, stretched, and then walked to the closet and found a long sleeved shirt of Dan's to put on.For the first time, she looked around the house. The bedroom was in a loft, overlooking the living room that had a large stone fireplace spanning an entire wall. The house was more of a chalet or a. I got even harder.She let loose a little moan. So, she was enjoying it!Jim lifted his face and looked up to me. “She’s wet as hell, Deadshot. She wants us!” He laughed cruelly and stood up. He dropped his camoflauge bibs along with his boxers. Ah, he was smaller than me! I thought so! Slicker walked around to the side of her bed and began to caress her throat and breasts. He finally rested his hand on her throat and whispered to her,“I’m gonna take the tape off,. “I’m not taking the gag off. Breathe through your nose.”She turned her body 45 degrees and I knew from the angle a side kick was coming. Her foot landed squarely on the underside of my chin and left my head moving up and down like a bobble doll. My body was limp now, and yelling into the gag was replaced with moans and groans of deep pain. She propped me straight up, and then started throwing jab punches with her left hand at my right eye. The punches didn’t hurt as bad as the kicks, but.