.. I threw up my arms to shield myselfagainst more... and froze... my arms were lean, soft, hairless...feminine... as were my hands. My fingernails we...e slightly longerand... painted.As I lowered them I spoke. "What..." My voice sounded odd..."Nothing to think about. You are now a fine, and sweet looking blondewoman... Only one problem remains. Your mind. I can fix that."He gestured. And something gave in my head... I felt dizzy for a momentthen... he bent down and pulled me up... I felt my. Then the feeling of hunger hit. Oh, my. I thought the business about stocking my refrigerator for a meal during the night was bordering on the ridiculous, but now I understand what Diana and the others were talking about. Coming to her feet, she hurried to get rid of the tea she had drunk, then after slipping on a robe, headed for the sitting room.It seemed as if the microwave would take forever to warm a steak and a potato. She didn't wait for the yeast rolls, but after taking the steak and. "Tell me little Kitty, have you ever been bound by a Cougar? Did nastyMyra ever restrain you?" Evelyn hadn't played bondage games since herhusband had died. But now all of her old desires had been reawakened.Now she was the one in control and she loved the feeling of power overthe girl."N, no Ma, ma'am," she answered half afraid, yet excited at the sametime.With a grin Evelyn blew softly over her moist clit. "If I teach you,will you let me pierce you? Make you my very own little play. They were getting pressure from the parents of some of the boy’s coming home for the holiday’s minus there balls. I also think that most of the guy’s realized that it was a better then a 50/50 chance they would lose there baby makers! So the new game in town was a little more civilized. They were called “nad bashers” or “ribbon parties”. There pretty much your normal beer bash except the guys have their nuts pulled out their fly. When they arrive at the party there greeted by the ladies. There.