”“Mr. Stevens! Its me Alice,”she said with a little smile.Alice? Oh wow. She couldn’t mean my daughter’s friend Alice. Alice had moved away ...ith her mom when she was about 10 She had been inseparable with my daughter Jade. She had been tall already but incredibly awkward. Now she had changed immeasurably. She was about 5’9 and had long beautiful reddish gold hair. She high small high breasts and a narrow waist. She was slim and had amazingly long legs showed to perfection by her shorts. Her. Additionally, there were what looked like IVs added to both my arms. Myarms and legs were pulled tight in a spread eagle. I couldn't movemuch. About the only thing I could do is turn my head.I was scared. Mentally, I was in full panic mode. The machines slowlyfilled, then emptied my lungs.The doctor suddenly appeared in my field of view."The age regression worked perfectly!" he exclaimed. His voice wasoddly distorted through the fluid in the cylinder. I could still makeout what he was saying.. When a minute has passed and she is calm, he gently wipes away the tears that have escaped from under her blindfold and returns to his work. Her clitoris is cleaned, clamped and then pierced. She is tense but quiet, the pain something she is consciously shouldering. He uses a solution that cleans and desensitizes on all of her new piercings.The bindings are cutting into her flesh, so he eases their hold until no real damage is being done to the tender skin and the delicate structures. You say "get on stage and take a bow". I pause and you say "you have no choice". In a dream I stand up and walk up the stairs to the desk. A huge cheer goes up. You stand and follow me but stand behind the curtains to give your intructions for what I have to do.I can hear various comments from the crowd about how surprised they are to see me here. I notice that the theatre is almost full but all I can really see is a small red flashing light I think that all this must be being filmed. I put one.