Drool and something else horrible leaked from the hurting corners of her held open mouth. She couldn’t make a single decipherable word as she tried ...o beg and plead.“UUGHGH URRGHGH” she groaned as she felt the rope, wrapped tight around her elbows, being tightened even further. The man behind her tying them with a length of rope securely to the corner of the wooden shipping pallet she lay curled up on.Her panicked eyes looked upward as Carl stood tall over her. A clipboard in his hand. “Well. , then. Let's try this. Mommy, take off your skirt."Without a word I did as my little Gisele asked. I unzipped my skirt, brought it down and stepped out of it. I stood in front of the bed in my open blouse, deep purple bra and panties, plus a black garter belt and black thigh-high stockings. I looked at Gisele and awaited her next instruction."Take off your blouse and throw it on the chair over there." I did as I was told. "I wanna see your boobs, Mommy. I've thought about them for a long, long. Her eyesight in her new form was spectacular and unbelievably complex. She could see as she had always seen, as she had seen since birth in her bipedal form, though unimaginably clearer, further and more focused. Yet there was another sight as well, overlaid on the first. A sight filled with the reds, oranges and yellows of warm air and the deepening blues and purples of cooler air and the vast colors of blues, purples and black of the cold water below. It made flight easy, her body gently and. As the door to my bedroom closed i leaned back against it and waited until my heart had calmed down.the guy came to the door and call through it telling me how sorry he was and he would call and come back .i waited a couple of seconds and called back trying to sound as feminine as possible that its ok , he just needed to hand on a second and let me get dressedsitting on the edge on my new bed i wondered if i was going to get away with it, would he really think i was a girl, i decided to find.