From out of the closet she had a dozen belts most were white but a few in red or pink, double rows of holes. She ties my hands together then to the po...st of the headboard and my feet tied together then to the post of the footboard.Madam Carol had a few more pair of blackpatent heels and started to touch me all over down there and it was feeling so good.However I did not know she would take pics! YUP there I was, clad in a lovely bra filled with falsies, black panties an slip and heels.Mistress. Manhood, here I come!"Come Wednesday night, and Grant was a little more restrained:"Happy to say I got my first choice, which was male. Best of luck toeveryone else."He also sent me a private message, "It seemed to come down pretty well tomy personality and love of rough activities. They didn't talk academicsat all, though maybe because mine is so average LOL."This of course worried me. Physical activities weren't my thing at all.But I reassured myself when I looked at my school grades. My. Just relax. Everything is just fine. I just went to the bathroom and my locker. Just leave it alone haha. ‘Alright then’ he replied as we were back to minding our own business. I have no real recollection of what I learned that day in class. All that was going on in my mind was that I was sitting in a room with lots of people wearing girls underwear and hoping nobody would notice that. Luckily nobody did. As the school bell rang and everyone was getting out, I walked out with confidence.I. Later I perceived movement in monochrome that eventually became colours. When they first came, they hurt. My mind was too filled with colours, they were everywhere. Keep them out! The pain! Go away! Everything faded.Later the colours returned but did not hurt quite as much. I was able to protect myself from the pain somehow. My curiosity forced me to search and bare the pain.Objects moved, and colours moved with them. Patterns started to resolve. Familiar shapes returned. Feelings came with.