Sally came in around 11 pm. I was dreading Monday. How was it going to go down? ?Slave, tomorrow you will dress in your uniform until we’re ready...to go. You will stand on the bus and will not recognize me at school any more than you did before. If you see me, stop what you’re doing, look towards me and nod. Claire, Christina and Elizabeth are also slavers, pay them the same respects. You may not go into the recreation room. You will take lunch from here, you will eat nothing except what. .. it was paaarrrteeee”Esther and Mandy were groped, Emma was groped and shagged behind the club after a joint with a black bloke, Martha kneed a pimply youth in the crotch who tried to chat her up, fancying an old woman, but managed to get her saggy knockers felt by one of the bouncers, the DJ and one of the waitresses. So a good night was had by all.Saturday night at the club. Ladeeeees and Gennelmen! The next bout is between...” was all Esther heard as the roar from the crowd, plus the hand. “U-Use? N-No.”She glanced at me with those hungry eyes. “Oh, are you trying to find a spine again?”“I-I-I.” I took a deep breath, the idea of pain did not appeal to me. Maybe being forced to lick pussy turned me on, or surrendering to another’s strength, like Thrak’s. But pain ... I wasn’t Sophia. “No. You’re not going to hurt me.”Her smile grew. “So you’re not as spineless as you seem. Not as broken as I thought. You found something on the island.” She pulled off a rattan cane, thin, made of. I won't waste any time building this up, so I'll tell you straight -- when I got into the bath I was a hairy, male, twenty-something and I emerged as a slim, female twenty-something. Literally, I had become what I would always have been had I been born female.I trembled, unwilling to accept the truth of my situation -- after all, having spent a lifetime desperate this to happen, fantasizing, wishing, needing it... I guess when it finally did I hadn't got a clue what to do. I certainly didn't.