Because he had no will of his own, he was anextension of my will as every man would be for a woman very soon.Of course I even accounted for LBGTQ+ gro...ps, though admittedly not inthe most PC way, I might try to fix it next year. But in claimed coupleswho were the same sex, the more feminine person would find themselvesattracted to the earrings, while the more masculine would be attracted tocollar. And of course their bodies would be transformed to match theirgift. And luckily the earrings. Today he?d worked the bigred ball in then pulled the mask down the rest of the way. She couldn?t help itshe sobbed again. The noise was moist and disgusting she couldn?t imagine whatshe looked like huddled in the corner of the dungeon. I can?t, she thought, I can?t, but I must. ?Kimberly,? she turnedher hooded face toward him. He was over her. She hadn?t even heard hisfootsteps. ?I imagine it?s been a long night girl.? She felt his hand on hershoulder. She moaned, every part of her ached.. It had become a bit of a problem, interfering with nearly everything else in his life.Meanwhile, there was still that other problem of his needing release, some kind of activity, otherwise he would swell up and get sore, become miserable.So he frequented the massage parlors, dutifully handing over the dab of added cash to get things taken care of.One day he walked out of one of those places, stretched and looked around, there stood Tammy and her Mom Jennifer looking at him. They were headed to. “No…no…please. What do you see?”Claire was beginning to get annoyed with him. “Blobs of color.”“Good…that’s all that’s there to see…” Jean-Paul smiled. “Now tell me… what do you feel from the picture?”“Look…I’m quite sure you’re very talented in your own way and I’ll give you a good review…now go away…I don’t want to play these silly games of art appreciation.” Claire said staring him directly in the eye, giving him her don’t jerk me around asshole look.Jean-Paul shook his head and laughed..