With a steak knife from the kitchen, I cut her ankles free from where they were tied but quickly tied her ankles together."I'm gonna cut your wrists f...ee now. If you try something, I can easily plug up that breathing hole that you got there." I warned her.She was exhausted and knew she could over power me so she didn't try to escape when I cut her wrists free. Now untied from the lounge chair, I once again tied her wrists behind her back. I wrapped a small length of rope around her neck like a. "I must thank you Ray, I've hated being a woman,but who knows maybeyou will get used to it," Carol laughed.I stared at the mirror in disbelief. The pudgy female reflection moved asI did. I now had long brown hair, a face covered in makeup, earrings, anda body deserving a sign saying wide load. "How could you do this to me?" I screamed in my new high pitched voicealmost sobbing.Carol pointed a gun at me. "Just a little magic from a very old ring. I'vebeen waiting for the right person, and you. I stood up and said in my biggest power voice “I AM NOT A LESBIAN” she stood up and said “Nor was You Sister” she walked over & began kissing me, we sat on the bed still kissing, I was loving this and it didn’t feel wrong at all. She pushed me on my back on the bed and got my boobs out to suck them, I felt her hand go in my knickers and her fingers enter me, I moved my body to her hand rhythm, I could feel I was soaking her fingers. She came up and kissed me then stopped to pull my clothes off,. She was totally exposed (literally) and honest with me, no question was off limits, I started getting bolder: “Do you like having your breasts touched?” “yes, but they are sensitive and need to be gently rubbed, unless I’m totally aroused then they need to be grabbed and sucked”I asked her about her past, when she started having sex, when she noticed her pubic hair coming in. I found out that she was an exhibitionist (big surprise) and that she would masturbate to the mental images of young men.