When he gets them there though he finds he is having trouble zipping them up. Unable to do so, he sits down again to try to discover the problem.As h... sits down he feels a strange sensation in his chest again, almost as though a part of him bounced. "I must be getting sick," he says aloud, and then gasps, as his voice has risen in pitch and become chirpy, compared with what he remembers, as well as it now sounds quite distinctively feminine. "What the hell?" he asks thin air. "A sore. When I got there, I stripped down and went in. Splashed around for awhile and did some laps. OK, I was done, then I heard the gate swing open. God, I forgot to lock it. I got up close to the wall so no one could see my lower half. Here comes 10 year old little Nick. I asked him what he was doing here? He said that when his sister was at gymnastics with Liz and Sissy, he would sneak over for a swim once in a while. I reminded him the dangers of swimming alone. He asked if he could come in the. "If you're going to stay here with me, you're washing up first. I don't want that gooey thing sticking to me."Robby had to laugh at that. He decided a quick shower might be better for getting the residue off, so he did that, brushing his teeth afterward. When he returned, Elaina was already under the covers. She flipped back a corner in an open invitation and he quickly joined her, snuggling to her back and wrapping her up in him. She was still warm from before; she felt like heaven in his. You're tied to a chair in some elaborate knots and can't move anything except your hand which is now wrapped around your cock."Where the fuck am I?" your voices quietly echoes."The Headquarters of the Secret Cuckold Society"The source of the voice starts to move closer to your chair and a masked figure of ambiguous sex steps in front of you."The what?" you say."The Headquarters of the Secret Cuckold Society"You've never heard of this fetish-oriented society before. Naturally, this makes you.