“Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!”The young school nurse continued to spank me with her brush for a few more minu...es, slowly and carefully, just as she had been taught to do by Dawn. When she was satisfied that she had spent long enough using the clothes brush, or perhaps had simply got fed up with me crying, wriggling and squirming around over her knees, she concluded this part of my punishment with twelve full-force and cold smacks across the creases in between my thighs and. Hell, the only unusual thing that happened was when my father was locked up, him trying to tell me that looks don’t matter, that physical appearances can be changed as easily as your clothes. Crazy old coot, I didn’t think much of it then.Course, things started to get a bit strange back in high school. I was pretty freaked out back then, all the body changing and all; does anyone else know any guys who can change into anyone they know? I didn’t think so. Looking back, I missed so many. Is that normal?”“Cathy, we are getting into an operations area that I would rather have public affairs handle.”“Okay. Who does that?”Good question Carol thought. “I believe that Elizabeth would be able to help you with that. Elizabeth, could you come here for a moment?” Carol said, raising her voice. “I’ll work with your team if you like.”“No problem. My girls here are just finishing up their questionnaires. Margaret will be up in a few minutes to work with them. How can I help you?” Elizabeth. An old lady. Herself. But that wasn't possible!"What the fuck is going on her?" she demanded. "Am I stoned?" No, babe, you're boned!" said Nate and then laughed."Good one, dude!" said Charlie."This is fucked up!" said Barbara. "I can't believe I used to be some uppity self-righteous old cunt but who the fuck am I?" Maybe you're Mrs. Simpson's niece and you just can't remember cuz your such a stoner." Charlie suggested."God, I am so fucked! Maybe I should go sleep it off." Oh, no, no, no,.