”“Not that I would want to.”“And you have two fucking hidden titles. Both Holy rank. Well, you are the Hero. Heroes need to fight off evil. Yo...r three Holy passives are reasonable too. So what’s up with your fucking ‘True’ Title?”“It doesn’t say.”“I believe you. I guess you want to hear mine now?”I shrugged. I wanted to, but I did not want to press. “Just what you are willing to share.”“Fuck you.” She didn’t like my passive response. “I’m strong as fuck now. My strength went up to a 12 and my. Most of the business's employees were present and they had all made some effort to dress up in keeping with the theme of the party. The men were mostly dressed in drag; most in tacky rental costumes with hairy legs sticking out of from under cheap skirts and dresses and outrageous makeup looking like the actors from the movie 'Pricilla; Queen of the Desert'. Some had made more of an effort; probably dressed by wives or girlfriends, and could almost pass as women in the darken room which was lit. Called, "When Wife is Away, Hubby Will Play" I hopeyou have read it because I have two clients all set and ready for you."I gulped and followed her back to the house. I knew I would have a lotmore to worry about next Saturday than a slimy feeling between mybuttocks.Epilogue - Crossdressed play as a marital aid.The next nine weeks went by quickly, I survived being turned into agarish sissy and had a wild Saturday trying to find Marla at a mallwhere she had me trapped in heels and pink daisy. Damn.I was in another room, slouched over on a chair when something woke me up. I realized I also had a hard-on. I knew exactly what I had been dreaming about though I still was half-awake, not fully realizing where I was at the moment.I noticed some beer bottles had been s**ttered across the hallway connecting the room Randy slept in and the room I had just left.I knew that between the two rooms to my left was the bathroom. I could hear Randy chugging probably a fourth beer.Then he let go of.