As she reached my groin with her finger mydress fell to the floor and I looked down at my now feminised body.Why was she calling me Stephanie now, was...my name Stephen before I wasthe gatekeeper? I could not remember.I looked down at my flesh which was now pale white like my Queen. I hadbeen drained of most of my blood. My hair had changed from blonde to jetblack.I had unmistakably female breasts which were encased in a black andscarlet silk corset with a lace trim.My arms no longer had hair. Julia gasped, "Oh god." and the chanting reached One.A great cheer rose up as quite suddenly all the shutters on the shop fronts opened revealing bright red lights illuminating the near naked women within."Seven hundred dollars, time to go to work!" Giorgio whispered as he wormed a third finger into Julia's sopping vagina.Carla gently squeezed Julia's nipples, and then took a jar from her bag and removed the lid before holding it for Giorgio..He dipped his thumb into it, and showed Julia, "A. One of the girls in our group admitted that she loved being on the receiving end of a facial. I feigned shock, but a couple of the other girls in the group admitted that they, too, occasionally enjoyed the slutty feeling they felt when their boyfriends came on their faces. This only served to reinforce my fantasy. However, I was in a long-term, committed relationship with another woman – I wasn’t going to have a boyfriend any time soon with whom I could experience this.Sunday afternoon, while. Sherri looked up at me. "What do you want?" Everything. Nothing. I don't know." So what would serve you?"I thought about that for a while, Sherri just lying next to me, patiently waiting, as my mind raced."I think," I finally said, "what would serve me is knowing I served you."She chuckled. "So you do know that it's important to know you've helped." I guess so, but it's not as strong for me as it is for you." Maybe not." She sat up, and then met my eyes. "But I think you're right. I need to.