He backed out of the box.Lisa touched the crystal and the door vanished. Jeremy counted slowlyunder his breath. He knew the change took about nine sec...nds from hisown experience.The door vanished and a miniature tank with a blue and chrome gun freeturret came lurching toward him. It veered one way and then another.Jeremy jumped to one side to avoid getting struck. He landed face down,prone on the dirt and hay covered floor. "That hurt!" he thought. Hisnew anatomy had its own tender spots and. . feminine. Steve winced, and he glanced down slowly, as if to delay discovering what he was certain he'd find. His hands lifted of their own to cup the breasts on his bare chest. Even that action was a shock - his hands weren't his own. They were too soft, too feminine.Steve lurched from the bed, feeling the awkwardness of motion which he knew wasn't a result of the hangover. The shock of what he'd seen had banished the aftereffects of the previous night's drinking. He staggered to the. You are going to be my torture-toy, Mr David Dumster, she also didn’t say. “Good luck with that,” is what she did say, grinning down at David’s ruined trouser-front. “What? Oh yeah, right.” “I’ll see myself out.” “Okay.” She blew him a kiss and left. Despite the hour there were a fair few guys still scattered around the open plan. The girls had all gone home but many of the men seemed to have decided to work late this evening. Emily couldn’t know for certain why such was the case, of course,. This time, there was only the fitted sheet on the padded examination/massage table. I slowly took off my clothes, fishing my still-hard cock out of my pants and gingerly sat on the edge of the table.I must have waited no more than about 3 minutes, when there was a light knock on the door, which opened to admit both Dr. Simonsen – Dr. Bill – and the voluptuous Bruna."Hello Sean!" the doctor said brightly. "Well, let's see how you're doing with the NB. [that's the drug, by the way -.