Now, the bad news is that she, too, would not be able to bear children after the transformation, so that is a further decision that she must make."I r...alize that our situations are different, since I was not offered the opportunity to choose. But, Maria, you can choose which ever path you would like to follow. You can remain just as you are and marry someone else, or you can be transformed and marry me. Just remember, if you are transformed, you can never have children! The choice is not. "What did your mother tell you about throwing the ball in the house?" He handed it back to her.Katie threw it against the floor again. This time it took an odd bounce off a piece of door moulding and smashed into a shelf of glassware above Iris's liquor cabinet. Two cocktail glasses fell and shattered."What?" Iris charged out of the kitchen. "KATIE!" she screamed. "How many times have I told you not to throw that ball in the house!" She pointed to a small, wooden chair in the corner. "Fifteen. However, they had a little too good of a laugh and decided that they wanted to see it again, so the guy pulled Stephanie back and over his knee, pulling her pants and panties down. Now Stephanie realized what was about to happen and started kicking and struggling to get free, but it didn’t help against his strength. The guy pulled his hand back, and with all the guys cheering him on, brings his hand down across Stephanie’s bare ass, creating another loud smacking sound. To this, Stephanie once. I slumped onto the bed and sir manipulated my stockinged legs and gloved hands so I was spread eagled face down. Sirs hands clasped around my ankles then moved up the back of my legs. I could feel his fingers as they moved up my thighs the backs of my skirts lifting as moved forward. His hands were now firmly kneading my bottom the lifted skirts now exposing my lace trimmed French knickers. I felt his fingers push them to one side and pulling my cheeks apart. My balls and arse were now.