“I do want to come, but if I do, then we have to go far away. I can’t stay here, knowing I’ve abandoned my life like this. It’ll mean leaving ...our family too.”Peter nodded, although she could tell from his face that he didn’t really understand.“I’ll do anything for you, Abigail,” he insisted.She hugged him again.“I hope I will see you tomorrow morning before you go,” she said, “although if Mother Clare is there you must be careful not to give anything away.”~~~~~~~Abigail’s head was swirling as. Jeni turned and said, “Now bitch if you want to get dressed again before we go in, you will have to make sure you know your place.”I looked at her with doubt in my eyes. I was getting more confused by the minute. But I was soon to find out that I should have never signed that contract.Jeni continued by saying, “You are now the property of our company. We all own you. You are nothing but a slave to all of us and will do anything and everything we say. That includes me, Kim, Ron, Beth and yes. I said sure but I didn’t have any soap or water in my truck. She smiled showing perfect white teeth, and grabbed her back pack, pulling out a wet towel in a baggie and a box of wipes she started to wipe herself off. First her face, then her long neck and shoulders then her chest. When she got to her tits she reached up and un-tied her top and pulled it off. Her tits were so firm they didn’t move as she pulled the tiny top off of them. She then rubbed them with the wet towel and said that it. This fretted Carl, while the naked sensuality of being a animal offered him a lifetime of comforts he when a bad-boy youth knew he would never own.As the two friends ran, trotting across fields, leaping fences, the exertion and physical movement was increasing the changes, changing Christine from being a woman to her becoming more like a large as female goat. She was feeling her body as the changes continued, and when the two arrived to the church, my sister told how she was mostly a large doe.