He went in, took a quick shower, toweled off (strangely his nipples seemed overly sensitive) and came out to get dressed. Then he received another sh...ck. All his own clothes had been taken and replaced. Replaced, not with male clothes, but with women's clothes!In his drawers, where his boxers once were, now were panties. His undershirts had been replaced with a collection of bras and slips. His pants were now skirts; his shirts, blouses; and his socks were now stockings. And the process. They remained in silence for ten or fifteen minutes, Matt playing with her golden hair. Then Sally said:"This feels nice." It does, isn't it?" Yes. Thank you for being nice to me." I had to, after all those lies." Let's not talk about it anymore, Matt."And she kissed his face.And he kissed her lips. Lightly, gently, it was just a kiss to see of she was ready.She was. She kissed him back.This was something so new for Sally. She had liked her previous boyfriends, but they didn't have this strange. She reached to the counter and took a large wooden spoon from the draw. pulling me to the table, sitting on a chair and pulling me over her knee. "You slut" she pulled up my skirt and pulled down my panties. "look at you you always look so pretty better then me" WACK WACK WACK WACK the spoon ripped across my ass i started to kick my legs as she continued to spank me with the spoon. Over and over wack wack wack harder and faster with each stoke. OMG i pleased "stop I will be good" I pleaded (but. God, WHAT AM I DOING, you think. Then you suggest we go dancing. I smile and say sure. We leave the restaurant in my rented car and head for the club. We find a table and order drinks (definitely more drinks). You’re starting to feel the effects of the alcohol, but it’s still the early phases of the buzz. A favorite song of yours starts paying and you grab me by the hand, leading me out on the dance floor. Well, this one is full of surprises, you think. He’s actually got a sense of rhythm… Not.