"Well?" he expected and answer. "Yes." I whispered as a small shudder moved through me. My legs felt so weak and I almost could not stand. My mi...d reeled and I could see him in my head like a silent movie raising his arm and flicking his wrist landing blow after blow upon my flesh. Oh I needed this pain. My pussy throbbed again and I felt myself losing control and then the blows stopped. His lips were dangerously close to my ears his breathing was heavy and ragged, his voice was the deep. My hair (if you could still call it that) was definitely flowering. Redpetals were slowly opening up all along the green vines that seemed tohave replaced any hair that I had on my head. My face had turned green,my lips a slightly darker green, same as my tongue. My eyebrows hadfallen off as well as my eyelashes. The green was slowly spreading downthe rest of my body. My mobile phone and the house phone were bothringing but I was too mesmerised by my changes to pay attention.At this point, my. Costain?" she said into the waiting room. When I waved my free hand at her she gave me a smile. "Right this way, sir," she said, to the consternation of my fellow (and predecessor) waitees. I got up and followed her, still grasping the Liberator in my pocket.We passed through another office and then into a second, smaller one. The only woman there, sitting at a desk facing the entrance I'd just come through, waved at the door behind her. "Go right on in, Mr. Costain," she said. My escort had. It’s just an unusual idea. Gotta say, I kinda like it.” It was definitely more interesting than the run-of-the-mill ‘strike this pose’ and the tension she had mentioned was undeniably there.“You are very sure of yourself,” she said, just a little reproachfully.I grinned to myself, sitting there in nothing but my underwear, toned body covered with a sheen of sweat. “Well, yes.”“Do you want to go on?”I got up, felt my way to the edge of the pedestal with the naked soles of my feel, put the.