.Free?" Hmm. Well, people change all the time. Maybe that was the real you that was there all along." He took a bite of his calamari. "And maybe there...s even more of that in you. Did you enjoy it?"She paused for a moment, "I loved it." Well...I want you to come to a special event tonight. Wear the short black dress and heels. And the red lace bra and panties, and matching thigh highs. There's some people I want you to meet."She didn't know what to say to this, the way he said 'meet' sent a. For a moment she stood there - then ran her hands over her lush body. "God, I do feel strange, Tom." Martian?"Tricia grinned. "IN the flesh!" She staggered over in the high heels and took the devise from the unmoving tentacles of the 'Martian'."You traded bodies with Tricia. Hot Damn!" He looked at his friends new body. "Er... do you think we have time..." Tom, get a hold of yourself!"Tom reluctantly released the body of Tricia. "What about him... her... it?"The mouth of the alien vainly tried. After she was satisfied with the look of my new nails, My Mistress took a tape measure and began to take some measurements. The tape felt cold against my waist, and hips. She asked me what shoe size I took, and then, without speaking to me further, she left the room again. I tried once again to shout, pleading that she should untie me, but I got no reaction. Shortly after I heard the front door slam. She'd left the house! Again, I struggled with my bonds but it was absolutely no use. In fact I. I even heard one man say to his wife to, “Look at the naked little girl over there!”Little girl! He called me a little girl! Not a young lady. Not a teenager. A little girl. It was my biggest fear that my little girl body would be revealed to the world. Why couldn’t I just have a little tittie flesh? I almost wanted to show everyone my cunny with it thick lips and giant clitty. Just to prove I wasn’t a little girl.But the humiliation of it all stirred up other feelings. Feelings of extreme.