Six or seven of them had found the Triple Strong. The things going off almost at the same time did take the strong fellow off his feet and the most ir...itating and burning pepper dust took him and several of the others effectively out of the equation.A loud bang and something impacting into my stomach, knocked me off my feet slamming back against the door frame. The little Holdian, with a bleeding face and limp arm, had fired the Shrap gun. My Rhinoskin shirt had saved my life. The nasty metal. The expensive suit coat had remained expensive, but was now of black silk and cut for a woman. Wingtips had become patent leather black pumps with a three inch heel, as socks crawled up his still tingling legs to become smoky stockings.For the first time in his life, Richard Harrison knew what it felt like to wear a bra, and have the garment cup soft mounds that needed its support. Without looking, he also knew that his jockey shorts had become panties and there was a garter belt encircling. If you love a guy you don’t treat him like dirt.’ Jenni sipped coffee and chose her words carefully. ‘That comment suggests you really don’t understand women Harry. Being swayed emotionally is difficult enough, but when some of that swaying takes off as if it has a mind of its own, it can be exceedingly frustrating to deal with. Usually that’s when men resort to clichés like ‘She’s going to pieces’ or ‘It’s that bad time of the month’ and usually without having a clue what’s going on.’ Warming. My feet were being held down and cunt lips closed around my toes. Just as I was about to loose it a stinging whip slapped across my nipples and chest. My fingers and toes were used for a few strokes and another lash fell across my bellybutton. My body tried to curl and pull my feet and hands free. But I was held tight. Another lash and fingers invaded me rubbing my prostate. Another lash. I was about to cum. My stomach and balls tightened. A much harder lash hit right above my dick. I almost.