Idon't know how I got here.I used to be a man. But now I'm wearing a peach-colored maid's uniform,with a white apron and black stockings and shoes. My...hair is long. I knowI'm wearing a bra and panties underneath the uniform.But that's not all. The worst is I can feel my breasts, probably C-cups,and that I have no dangling bits in my panties - no doubt just a slit.I don't know who he is. I don't know anything about him. But somehow I knowthat he made this happen, yet I can't do anything about. “Shhhh!” hissed Gary. Kevin bit his lip. He knew the rule about keeping quiet in the wings, but the questing hand had now reached his crotch and was actively fondling his cock and balls through his underpants. Kevin strained to see who the hell it was. There was an area of thin mesh in the side of the cow costume that let him see more or less where he was going when Daisy was walking around, but however much he squinted he couldn’t see anything of whoever had their hand on his old man. But he. . less than appetizing, and smelled even worse. Based on the image displayed in the menu, he thought that it would be similar to something like calamari, but it was anything but. The smell was so putrid that it had all of us plugging our noses, and there was even one person that threw up before they even had a chance to eat, losing their appetite entirely. Even the phenidae didn’t like what they were smelling, with many of them burying their noses in their thick fur to try to get rid of the. The children in the middle, the grandparents if still alive came next, and the parents took the outer positions, enduring the cold for the sake of their weaker relatives.I caught a whiff, a tiny tickle to my nostril. I peeled away from the dwindling pack and started my descent. I saw my destination, a humble little hut not much different from so many of the others. The chimney was cold, no smoke coming out. I lowered myself down this easy entrance way and stepped from the fireplace onto the.