"Sure thing Elizabeth," I answered, in my usual voice.I put an extra cup on the tray, filled the teapot with the boiling waterand gave it a quick stir... I opened the kitchen door and made my waydown the hallway towards the lounge. As I had my hands full, I walkedinto the room backwards, pushing the door open with my back and spunround once the door was wide. You can only imagine what went through my wife?s head as she was greetedby the sight of her husband dressed as a French maid in heels. When combined with her bigglowing green eyes, delicate straight nose, and generous lips the effectwas visually devastating. At five, eight, she was the tallest among us andshe too carried a shapely young figure; long legs, nicely rounded hips andass, and a well defined waist. Unfortunately she was the first of us to becursed with the excessive bust development we had been warned about. Wewere to find out later that she wore a 38E bra. At the time oftransformation, though, all we knew is they. I'll feed youbits of toast and sips of coffee... and then we'll see about getting youout!"And that's just what she did. Only instead of sitting on a chair, shespilled me forward with my chin on the floor and sat on me, nude, withher bare feet right in front of my face!She placed a saucer of coffee on the floor and made me lap from it, andwhenever she deigned to feed me, it was by putting bits of toast betweenher toes and making me get them out with my tongue!I protested at first, of course, but. I closed my eyes.I suddenly found she had me handcuffed to the bed. I had my eyes open."Hey! What's the big idea?" I had asked."Shush," Annie whispered in my ear nibbling the lobe. "I obviously can'ttrust you to keep your eyes shut."At that point she produced a black silk blindfold which she tied round myeyes before tying my feet to the bed.Then I heard her walk out of the room. What was she doing? Just teasingme I guess because then within moments I felt her crawling up the bed tomy.