She felt her body stretched tight, pulled long and taut, and she felt the sensation of it growing in her shoulders and her sides. The weight that she ...as able to transfer to the floor made her toes ache with their enforced posture, and she felt the boots to tight and hot around her feet.As the experience of her position intensified with the passage of time she began to shift her weight from foot to foot, not only to give her body some relief, but also, she realized with a blush, because she. As a case in point, she sat on the cross town bus, on her way home from the private high school her dad’s new job was paying for. School was great, the forty five minute bus ride every day was less so, especially when it was usually a completely silent and lonely journey, the most interaction you could reasonably expect was a scowl if you bumped into someone as you passed their seat.The bus was less busy today than usual, but through the music in her headphones Katie was half aware that there. **********************The man woke up. He felt something binding his wrists as he opened hiseyes. "What the fuck!" he snarled in a voice not his own. He looked across theroom at ? himself! He looked down at his body. It was the woman's. "Surprise!" he heard his familiar male voice say. "What the fuck did you do, you bitch!" he shouted as he struggled to freehimself from the bindings that he himself had tied."I think you mean, you witch! I bet that I'm the first witch you've triedto have your. I loved how cheap it felt to be passed on from one man to the other. Once I entered a virtual room and found twenty thirsty men waiting for Anastasia. They stretched her beyond what would have been impossible even in the physical world. She screamed with pain and pleasure.Her blond hair was pulled back into a ponytail and her puckered lips never had the chance not to be wrapped around a massive dick or two. In that room, Anastasia wasn’t human. She was a plastic object which men passed around.