” I have warned you more than once about not wearing such tight worn out blue dress with holes in them that show off your underwear lines.” I have...tried to tell you that your unladylike, naughty panty lines are not acceptable and it shows sloth on your part.”“But, Martha Ann finally found the breath to sputter, “A paddling! You aren’t going to spank me! I’m a grown woman, I just turned nineteen and I am not some naughty child brat!!”“No way am I going to let you spank me again!!You, you, you. .. how do we get out of here? There is something that prevents us from leaving," she told me near tears. I instantly detected the wards that my Sisters had created around the cabin for safety and canceled them."It's been taken care of now. You may leave whenever you like," I told them to looks of relief on their faces."We're leaving for the fort, Eileen," Mrs. O'Cuinn told the O'Keefe woman, as she gathered her small children, her husband, her Brother-in-Law and their three muskets to depart. And that embrace was momentary ecstasy. Through his closed eyes, Jonfelt his body change, strange and subtle at first, then enlarged. Hecould not see, of course, but it was clear what was happening -beginning at the feet, shifted upwards and shortened, his legs, alsoshifted - remaining wide but losing muscle and mass somehow. And hisgenitalia - a pressure and a pleasure that brought a scream from Jon.Through his hips, now curved wide, to his stomach, pushed in andtightened, to his new mounds. For awhile it was all she was. She barely noticed the warm bare chest against hers, or the strong muscular arms holding her close. She was just cold.When that man had taken hold of her and brought her inside, she knew she was safe, and stopped fighting the lethargy building within her. She let them undress her and put her to bed. She wasn't sure why, but she was so tired. It was just too much work to open her eyes, or try to speak.She lay, not quite asleep, just accepting of her fate, hearing.