"Anyone want seconds?" I'll try - how do I play?" asked Christopher with a twinkle in his eye. "First unbutton your breeches and get yourself hard," ...uggested Tigger, who had been stroking himself while the others played. "Here, let me help." Tigger's long tongue began to lap at the boy's little penis, and much to Christopher's amazement it began to swell and lengthen! "That feels - kinda funny?" said the surprised youth. "But it's nice - I think." Just wait til you get to the next part". As the men were putting arrows into their bows, Jackson and Ura fired again bringing two of them down. Several felt that there were only two shooting back. They decided to rush them. With shouts they raced toward Jackson and Ura. Just then Atlanta and Valerie came out from behind the trees with their ray guns letting the fire spout out of their weapons.To say these men were shocked was an understatement. Several were incinerated while the rest beat a hasty retreat. Jackson and Ura brought two. They had to pry my fingers from the steering wheel and nearly carry me to their truck. We didn't speak much on the way to his farmhouse and upon arrival, they just let me sit for a while before starting.I was almost tearful with relief to have found someone who seemed to know at least a little about what was going on and gladly agreed to answer their questions. They were very insistent that I tell them the complete details of my transformation. I began hesitantly in front of the old couple in. She'll knot me up into the most contrived positions and spank me and probe me and prod me and - worst of all - ignore me for hours, and my response will be "More, please!"If she dresses me up for one of my punishment parades around the streets of our French Quarter home, I'm embarrassed and debased, but I'm like a puppet on a string: I'll hang around for more.I crave this cruelty. I can't help but feel a rush. Last night, all night, I was shackled facedown to a punishment stool in our dungeon,.