"You can't be serious, these rings can't do that, and whatmakes you think that I'd want to anyway", he said. Jane didn't reply, shejust smiled at him,...he knew that she was thinking about the time that theywent a party, and he had travelled across London, on public transport,dressed as a woman, only to discover that it wasn't a fancy dress party afterall, still most people there didn't know him, they were Jane's workmates, andmost didn't even realise that he was a man. When they had got home he. Let's get this bitch fixed first." Cathy said with an elbow in Abby's side."Just wait. Payback is hell." Abby said.Taken aback at the exchange, Donald looked at Cathy."Jokes among friends, Donald" Abby said. "Our sense of humor and professional decorum has suffered. Let's get me fixed so I can fight back."After the nanite injection, which would focus on doing multiple separations of the fallopian tubes, Abby asked Donald if he had seen an uptick in male fetus pregnancies."Yes, now that you. How about if you kiss my feet?" I love a lot of the things about the female body, but I am not a foot guy. Jessica presented one of her stockinged feet to my face. She had been wearing shoes for a while, and her foot smelled like feet smell. But Jessica had been nice to me, and had asked me to kiss her foot rather than commanding me, so I did. She got bolder, and directed me to kiss it all over, top and bottom. Meanwhile she used her other foot to massage my cock and balls. Then she. Soon she would have to don the garb of women, or risk being stoned to death by irate mobs of bored crowds which thronged the streets from dawn to dark.The years of constant war had increased the incidents of casual violence, and chronic under employment and desperation had almost daily occurrences of pickpockets cut-purses, pilferers, thugees and looters torn to shreds by instant mobs, incited by a shout of “Thief!” No less could be expected for a cross-dresser of any sort.The town had changed.