As Helga knelt beside me I could smell the leather of her jacket and trousers. I tried to scream into the gag that I was not the person that they want...d. I quivered as her fingers stroked my face and then she said, ?My, My you are a pretty girl, we are going to have a lots of fun playing with you?.I looked up pleadingly at the face that had been mine trying to beg for help. The inhabitant of my old body stood passively as the two women picked me up and layed me into the box. I struggled until. She filmed him for about five minutes and then handed him a mask. “Put this on for our production” she said. Production? Just what were they planning?I had stocked the fridge with food and Becky and I got dinner. I was starting to enjoy being naked. It felt so free. Becky and I kissed several times and that made it even more exciting. We sat in the lounge and ate our meal. I had wine and we shared that. I was busting to know what Becky meant by “our production”. She explained that several. The kicker was that she had even added two pages describing the involvement of the great scientist in an alleged scientific fraud case in the 1980s and his handling of the matter which caused a significant change in the rules for proper scientific conduct.Deirdre Darling. She would bear watching. He had been invited to write an article for the Annual Reviews in Microbiology, and he already dreaded the drudgery of research. Perhaps he could interest young Ms. Darling to help out. Hell, the way. Poor littleslut: she had no idea. Taking the tray, I crouched down in front of her. With one finger under herchin, I raised her head up so she was looking at me, the tray at my chest leveland her eye level. Her pretty brown eyes burned with humiliation. Her eye makeupwas smudged from her tears of shame. Her face was wet with sweat and, of course,the wine that had been tipped over her. I noticed with pleasure that her nippleswere hard and erect, standing proud on her magnificent 36C tits. I.