" Ben giggled as he tried to stand up and twisted his ankle again. By the time he twisted it for the third time, he removed the shoes and finally got ...imself seated back at the table. As he finished eating, he watched his mother head off for school while he was to take care of the breakfast dishes."I wonder how many of these people are in the wrong body?" Mrs. Sawyer thought as she noticed her son's sneakers were untied and did them up. "Not that many would admit to the change, I'm sure. At. It depends on which one of the other girls gets to be my ‘fantasy’ that day, they all have their different personalities. Like, one makes me bend over and show her my bare bum, and then she spanks me, before pushing several fingers in me from behind while I get my tits out and play with them. Another one pulls her panties down, then stands astride me and makes me eat her out while I do myself with my fingers. But my real favourite is the one who gets me to move so that I am sitting on the front. . !! Even know, naked, collared and cuffed, the hood totally blocking sight and muffling every sound. She kneels, holding the required position perfectly, immobile, yet aware, poised not to defy, but to obey.Others have knelt there before her, some bound so tight each breath was restricted, chained to the floor, the touch of the cold steel of the cattle prod on the back of the neck reminded one that defiance offered only excruciating pain. But not my plaything. Her spirit held her fears in. Janice blushed profusely while her face was hidden behind her book. You think so? Ive been sweating a lot in those shoes, dont they smell bad? She asked, trying to act coy. Oh no they smell perfect. I could inhale this scent all day if you would let me. Brody answered plainly and straightforward. Oh really now? Well if you give a memorable massage right now, I might just let you give my tired feet another rub sometime. She said, still keeping her act up. Janice looked down and covered her mouth.