I would wake up hours early and drive all the miles necessary to work. The work was its own reward and the miles traveled never mattered to me.My apar...ment wasn't much to look at, I prioritized practicality over comfort so it was one of those apartments where the kitchen and the bedroom are the same thing and the only other room is the bathroom. Its basically the real estate version of canckles. I had a small bed and a drawing desk right next to it with a box of art books and novels. A poor. Miss Linda answered with an evil grin on her face. She told me to pick up my boy clothes. As I bent over she said, “Oh my, we can’t have my sissy showing off boys underwear. Take them off right now.”Oh no! This was too much. I could not take off my underwear here in public. I balked a minute and she slapped me hard across the face. I immediately took them off. “There, that’s much better,” she said. “Now present me with your clothes and beg me to please throw them away as you will not have any. I don’t think she was able to. Then she started crying.I expected her to go back up to the top and stay there, but the next cycle she was dropped with the other two slaves. It was the tank that I knew was filled with warm water. When she came back out of the tank she again called out “Failure!” This time she was yelling, and this time she did go to the top and stay there.It took three more cycles for one of the other two slaves to break. I was watching where they were being dropped and now they. He is in his daughter's body,his real body lies motionless in some suspended state on the floor andnow he's going to a high school party! As a 15 year old girl.After letting this momentary concern pass he started thinking about theparty, what he would wear... Holy shit, now he was acting like a 15year old girl. From a more practical standpoint he better learn how towalk in those heels or he was liable to kill himself, or at least breakan ankle tonight. He stripped to his panties and bra and.