St. Valentine’s didn’t have punishments, they had ‘corrections.’ Julie had just the one for them. She smoothed down her skirt and joined the ...irls who were standing obediently outside her office.“Right then girls, follow me. We’re going for a little drive into the village.”“Into the village?!” exclaimed Lucy.“Yes, for a little community service.”“But it’s the weekend!” protested Emma.“Well you should have thought of that, shouldn’t you! If you behave as you did, you must expect to lose some. I didnot think I could feel any worse I was wrong.I stare down at my new underwear and I do not know what to say to Sally,if I complain, she will tell everyone I was transformed into a littlegirl. I will have to just do as she says until I can find a way totransform me back to being an 8-year-old boy."Okay let's play dress up like I asked you little sister. Lift your armsover your head." I do as I am asked and I feel Sally pulling a shirtover my head. I push both my arms through the little. Back in the office I put my earphones in and set about finishing my work. The couple of drinks in me had made me slightly less efficient than I wanted and I was still stuck in the office well after it got dark. In a world of my own I was shocked when I felt a hand placed on my shoulder. I immediately spun around and saw one of my recent additions to the team looking as if she had been bought a couple more drinks since I left. Standing in a very sheer blouse with a thin lace bra underneath and a. I went inside to find a note on the kitchen table from my mom, saying the dinner was in the fridge, and she would be home by 11pm, she would see me when she got home. I found pizza in the fridge, and I heated it up and went and sat down in the living room, I notice the new living set had recliners built in. I put on the baseball game and I ate my pizza. I must have dose off, the next thing I knew my felt basketball shorts were around my ankles with my boxers. As I opened my eyes, I seen my.