My eye catches movement by the door: our band director is coming into the room. I'm alright with him, he's a pretty cool guy, married, probably regret...ing going into the marching band business. I look at the clock and realize I've been here for a whole fucking hour longer than I should have. I need to go. Now. I say goodbye to my section, and reluctantly walk to the door. Here's the thing, right? I hate the band, just straight disgusts me. But the people? They're all super cool and I'm glad. I felt my body spasm, forcing my head forward so that I now looked down from my sitting position. With uncontrollable shakes and twitches, I saw what I could not believe. My formerly broad and hairy chest had shrunken and become entirely devoid of hair... My legs, equally hairy and masculine had taken on a feminine smoothness and become girlishly shapely. My body shook again, and I saw out of the corners of my frozen eyes that there was now long black hair surrounding my face and growing longer. ." I protested."I know." she replied "It's much better - trust me."I still don't know how to describe what happened next -Okay I'll try.The rubbing continuing for a while and then... I started tofeel... lighter. Physically lighter. Was this an effect ofAmy's... massage? Okay so it seemed like a massage - goeasy on me.So I took a look at my right arm and it looked... slimmer.No make that smaller. Like I was shrinking. Which explainedthe seeming weight loss. I took quick looks all over mybody -. Of course that just meant he had kept her on her knees for days, and we all know what that meant. After a couple days her ass had stopped burning but her jaws had ached terribly…But that’s another story….“Okay Bunny come on over here, I need to load you up onto the wagon.” Her hubby Master said patting the wooden deck of the hay wagon trailer. A cloud of hay dust dancing in the sun on the old boards.Bunny strode over keeping her bound hands low in front of her, the result being her wonderful.