" And if you need me for any reason... For more honey, sex, or even just to chat, simply press this button on the wall here." What if you're at work?..." Actually, I am at work. The guys all pay me when they visit each week."The next morning, I call into work to tell them I went on vacation to the Bermudas. Over that week, Steve and I make love dozens of times. I start to notice my poop being less like poop and more like honey.On the last day, when Steve comes down, he tells me with a smile,. There was a young woman in there and Karen lifted a few strands of her hair and made the scissors cutting gesture with her fingers, then she pointed to me: “Like that, por favor!” I have worn my hair closely cropped for several years. The young woman smiled: “Sí, señora!” Karen took the barber’s chair while I sat in the waiting area.“You know I always fancied going blonde, but I’m not sure how Graham would take to that,” she said to me. The woman took an electric clipper and Karen’s long. “Yes, Mike. I am at your mercy and I know it. I can feel your strength and power.” SLAP!! SMACK!! SMACK!! “And you like feeling vulnerable and being overpowered, don’t you, Krys?” “Yes, Mike!” I felt him clamp my legs between his and I felt a flash of fear. “Good girl. These are going to come really fast and hard. You can scream and swear and say whatever you have to say, but I am not stopping until I am satisfied.” The spanks rained down over and over. The more I tried to twist away, the. " Yeah. Too bad I'm not really a woman. And I'm not sure I want to get usedto be one."The previous night she had not been able to fully realize how much she hadchanged. She was too shocked, physically strained, and everything happenedtoo quickly. But in the morning a thousand small changes hit her with theoverall effect of a locomotive crashing into a wall of papermache.The whole structure of her body felt wrong, starting with the fact thatshe was looking at the world for twelve inches lower.