"Where is Cody?" said Ashton."This is Cody," said one of the attendants. "There appears to have beena malfunction."As the lying figure moved her arms...her eyelids flickered. Ashton caughtjust a glimpse that confirmed the incredible. This person was Cody. Butthe movements also dislodged the hospital gown. He could see breastswobbling on her chest, and she pulled at the garment she exposed hergroin. Between her smooth legs was a small mound of pubic hair and belowthat a perfectly formed. Panic filled her mind as he secured her wrists tightly together. "Please don't. That's not necessary," she pleaded. He finished tying and then pulled the loose cord length as he stood. She was pulled up from the chair by him and was forced to walk behind him as he went out of the room. She had to walk quickly to stay with him in order to keep the cord from hurting her. She was surprised when she saw the room. There were pegs and eyehooks securely installed to a massive wooden frame. The frame. Another teacher found the thick leather hand left on the floor, laying beside the soft fluffy one that was supposed to have been used. It didn’t take a detective to know which hand which had liberally visited her high set cheeks clad in a short green skirt and white tights spangled majorette uniform. The thicker leather hand was quickly discarded, and there was a majority decision not to tell anyone outside the cast about the switch.It was a remarkable sight. With my identity securely concealed. Now usually I can’t buy anything off the rack because it always needs to be let out in the bust, so I usually wear just tops and pants, but I decided to give it a try. Opening the door I was greeted by a little bell announcing my arrival and welcomed by a striking lady in her forties, who I assumed to be the owner, while another lady sat in a chair nearby. With a smile she welcomed me in English, and I replied that I was interested in the pants in the window. Looking me up and down, she asked.