Now, this girl owned me, she recognized that I was in charge and made a point of asking me rather than the girls if I liked each outfit. Oh the nylons... wow, some with embroidered flowers at the ankles, other with small colored leaves going up the rear center seam, and my favorites the ones with butterflies on the top elastic on the thigh highs. Another couple of hundred and the girls had good looking socks.Last stop was the shoe store, pardon the pun, but I put my foot down here. Only three. Bigger lung capacity probably had a lot to do with it. It was definitely a fun game.After I finally got the hang of it, they changed the rules a bit and started to cop feels of my balls as I was giving them a breath. It really got difficult trying to make myself break loose to get another breath for the other girl when I had a hand on my balls, and then dick. If not for both girls being able to hold their breath for over a minute they could never have gotten away with it and not had to go up. I’d noticed something strange about the local animals recently. The raccoons were acting differently and they were larger--about twice the size I was used to. Their heads seemed differently shaped as well. I decided to experiment.I had the ship make some one inch knives with two inch handles, twenty of them. I wondered if I could trust the little buggers with fire. Hell, why not give them a chance to fail. I had twenty ferro-cerium rods prepared that were four inches long by a half inch thick.. For a minute, I thought that was possible. That was, until I saw the clothes Sasha had left for me. I should have known that after tonight she wasn't exactly going to just give me back my male self and let me go on my way. No, laid out on the bed was a lacy black bra and panties, a white camisole type top and a very short black pleated skirt. I guess I was stuck as a girl until I could get home.I searched quickly around the room to see if Sasha could have stashed my ordinary clothes anywhere,.