She had promised to keep him awake; at least that was the plan. Suddenly a break in the darkness as the next town’s light pierced through the dark s...y. “Ah Coffee…” muttering to himself, that’s what I need some coffee. He looks as the exit signs whizzed by, and sees that there are restaurants and gas up ahead. As he exits the slowing momentum stirs his wife, she muttered “What’s wrong?” “Oh nothing, just need some coffee.” He pulled into the gas station and figured it would be a good idea to. The first thing we needed was the layout of the Crystal Saloon.George could get that for us by the simple expedient of becoming a customer.That evening, George joined the patrons in the saloon for a beer and some observation time. As in most saloons, the main door was exactly opposite the bar, which stretched the length of one wall. The saloon floor was about 40 feet from the main door to the bar and 50 feet wide. There was a balcony over the bar with stairs at either end of the balcony, along. Over the next several days, i was slowly encouraged to get up out of bed and walk, eat solid food, and use the toilet on my own. It was difficult. i was in a body brace and couldn't bend at the waist. Plus, my body felt different. When i looked down at myself, my breasts looked huge, my hips wider, my feet tiny and miles away. When i fell asleep at night, i was out cold, nothing woke me until the nurse showed up for my therapy the next morning.One day, a tall, muscular male nurse showed up. He. I panicked. But as I tried to release myself the loops tightened and I couldn’t get the ropes off, so I was now actually helpless. I struggled and wriggled, but in vain. My wife called out for me, but being gagged I couldn’t answer. Eventually, I heard her coming up the stairs and into the room. I was terrified. She had a look of horror on her face. I think she thought first of all I had k**napped a woman. She then realised it was me. I sat there helpless as she walked around me with a look of.