I had no idea how to stop it should I need to do so. Shaking my head no, I almost didn't grip the tiller. "Just keep her heading like she is," he adde... and disappeared into the cabin. After a minute or two being bodily frozen and not daring to do anything except grasp the wooden stick in a death grip, I began to relax especially when I saw Jerry's head appear several times to check on how we were going. Suddenly, to my great surprise, the boat came upright and the sails flapped noisily. It. You've been through the process." The process?" A lilting but unfamiliar voice reached my ears."Yes my dearest. They've changed you into a female."I remember so many things from that moment. The look of mixed concernand amusement on Bobbie's face. The gauzy lilac colored fabric thathung down along three quarters of the arc of the bed. The pastel greencovers on the bed that matched the walls of the room and the sensationof being nude underneath. I heard the faint sound of falling waterbehind me. --We are ready for another session.She knows how her lover Butch likes to see her dressed: Loose top with no bra or panties, stockings and garters, heels, a satin skirt that reaches a few inches below her pussy. She dons a white raincoat over this outfit to wear until we’re inside.Butch and the men are waiting for us. Once she removes her coat the men let out wolf whistles, and she twirls and poses in the center of the little group. I feel a chill up my spine as I realize these men are going to. ”“That’s better,” Layla said, and then she jammed her toes into my balls.“Two,” I grunted. “Please hurt me, Mistress Layla. Kick my balls as hard as you want to.”“Very nice, Chris,” Layla said, and she launched another blast at my balls.“Three,” I gasped. “Please break my balls with your beautiful high heels.”Layla stabbed at my balls with her left foot.“Four,” I managed to groan. If I hadn’t been fastened to the hoist above my head, I’d have slumped to the floor.”“Please kick me hard and fast,.