She suggested the 16th and I told her I’d make the arrangements. I asked what she wanted to do. And she said anything I wanted. I didn’t detect an... playfulness so didn’t take that as an offer.I pulled out my journal and wrote my darkest thoughts. I hoped that getting them onto paper would help. I’d probably share them with Doctor Mercer. I locked it away, got undressed, and fell into bed, hoping for a dreamless night. It didn’t happen — the demons returned.Sunday I woke to the alarm. I had. . I got a message from the lads on a Saturday afternoon to go out on the lash which I hadn't been out for a while so I agreed to meet up and have a good blast.. Later on that afternoon I hit the gym for an hour session to get all pumped for my night out that I was looking forward to hey you got to look good in a shirt lol..abit later on I was looking we'll pumped and was getting ready for my night, I was wearing my blue jeans and I right fitting wht shirt which showed off all the muscles in all. Did her pussy look like she fucked guys with horse dicks? Seriously, this must be a fake, even if I don’t know why. Some people have way too much time finding new ways to be a jerk. Of course, I could be fucking right here in the chat and I would still have to go ask her about it. I’m not saying a word that might have someone calling me a liar.”A girl, who I knew wasn’t in high school yet even though she has almost c-cup tits and a huge scraggly bush, asked, “So what was the movie you put on. Like you might find in a fairytale."Burt gaped at her."It has an enchantment that will allow us to swap places. I will becomeBurt... and you will become Ann."He stared. "But m'ady--"Lady Ann grimaced impatiently. "Listen you fool!" she snapped. "You'lldo what you are told!" Burt quieted instantly, cowed by her authorityand the imperious command in her voice, but she softened her tone andtouched his arm, feeling only slight revulsion at his filthy garments."If you do as I ask and tell no one.