He rubbed his eyes, but still could not focus on the girls playing volleyball nearby. He felt tired to and moved slowly. He hadn't drunk that much aft...er all. Whispy strands of hair fell across his face.'What the fuck?' he asked himself as he brushed the hair away from what should have been a shaved head. But there was so much of it and it was grey! He went to bite his fist but felt only soft gums on his hand. 'Oh no? What has happened to my teeth?'His boxers felt tight around his hips but. I felt my face go bright red, "something wrong" she said with a smile. She knew exactly what was wrong with me and asked me again to go through to the shop.I had no choice I had to stand up, as soon as I did her eyes went straight down to my cock area and a big smile came on her face. "Sit down I'll go" she said. When she got back she said "sorry about that just testing you" and she went back off to work.I phoned in sick the next day but my boss new what had gone on and said "dont be silly come. Our job is to create major changes in your breathing rate, skincolor,perspiration level and clearly to get you pulsing with pleasure, sensation,eroticpain and ultimately explosive climaxes. You teach us when you talk. Weteachyou when we stroke. To learn our real thoughts about how to excite you, lookup our story "The Challenge" posted in BDSM Library August 11th,2004. You mayenjoy reading it. How long might this process take, you ask? No one knows. Perhaps a fewweeks. More likely the rest. ”The young women laughed.Sarah departed. Jen put on makeup and the outfit Sarah set out. Everything fit wonderfully. She loved the way the knit top conformed to her small breasts and set them off. Her hard nipples poked out, but she just put it down to her new normal. She twirled before the mirror and was quickly reminded how exposed she was below.It was nearly 4:30, so she departed her suite and went down the elevator. Robert, the house manager, greeted her in the foyer with a sincere-sounding.