" Time seemed to move ten times slower, I felt suddenly awake, thoughts and fears swirling in my head. Who was this man? What is he doing in my bedroo...? Why did he say 'I'm sorry?' None of this made any sense, mom and dad were supposed to be home already, what is he doing here? Where is my mom and dad?! I let a loud scream and almost immediatly something was being stuck in my mouth, my mother told me about rape, and how it was something men do to women, but surely this man isn't going to do it. I would have already paid one. Trustme. They're expensive, and none of my friends are tall enough to do iteither. If there was any other way, Jordan, I wouldn't ask."Jordan threw up his hands as he replied, "Do you know how ridiculousyou're going to make me look?" Is it anymore ridiculous than you looked when you were the bassist forthat rock band back in college. Those pictures and those posts of you guyson Youtube in your eyeliner, they're still there." My mother really hates those pictures,". Howcould I contact the makers of this website to ask what to do now? Was I evergoing to be able to change back? I surely hoped so.Now, almost completely feminine I kind of got used to my new form, but my mindwas still thinking male thoughts. I ran my hands over my body again and felt adampness between my legs.With my hands I entered my nickers and found a pair of very sensitive lips andclit. I rubbed my clit (this still sounds funny) and flashes of extreme pleasureraced through my body.I tried. Because all I have is your saying you're a bad girl. You haven't stolen from me ... you don't bring men over ... I haven't ever seen you drunk ... you don't even smoke. So ... you like the pleasure that comes with sex ... so do I." You've never even tried to get me in bed." Nope ... you work for me ... as a Housekeeper ... not anything else." Like a lady ... you treat me like a lady." What he said caught up. "What?" What?" What you said," she said."I said a lot, which part?" I work for you,".