" What..." She was starting to sound repetitive. They said it again.Zoë shook her head repeating no over and over. The two men seemed unfazed and lit...cigarettes the officer opening the door and looking out. He spoke to the guards then closed the door the noise of jostling passenger fading.."I've sent for transport. It'll take some time though; the roads are littered with bodies and barricades. Once it's here we'll get you two down to the newly liberated prison." The ex government police man. It was such a strangefeeling that he stopped struggling and started examining what he couldsee of his new little 5'1" body. He was fascinated because when he wokeup he assumed that it was all just a costume or prosthetics or something.He thought this must be a shitty prank by one of his shitty friends. Hegrew mad at his wife when he realized she knew about it and apparentlywas totally ok with it."How could she let whoever it was take it this far? I'm tied to a fuckingchair! But the more he. The incident must have played on my mind more than I thought it hadbecause I found myself being called into Doctor Davenport's office atwork. In three year's I had never actually met the woman in charge,rumour had it that she spent most of her time at a country estate wherethey did weird experiments on men. I never believed that, one of thegirls I worked with told me it was a sanctuary for abused women. Thatidea makes a lot more sense to me.I was told to arrive at her office at eleven and when. Not a word was said as both women undressed and moved to the bed. Jane lay down and motioned Sue to join her.Their first kisses were tiny butterfly ones as their hands stroked each other's backs. Soon the kisses became fierce as their tongues danced over each other. Both women stroked and nibbled each other's tits and nipples before allowing their hands to slide down to their waiting cunts.Sue took the initiative and slid down between Jane's legs, the scent of her sweet pussy was like a magnet,.