I refused to panic. There was no way I was going to give Frank the satisfaction. Instead, I performed a physical inventory.
After several futile attempts, I was unable to move my legs, or arms. It felt like rope was biting into my ankles and wrists. The lack of any light meant that I was likely blindfolded. My mouth was filled with cloth, which tasted like cotton. It had a strange pungent taste too.
With effort, I attempted to roll side-to-side, with zero effect. I must be strapped down as well. Something was wrong with my body. It simply didn't feel right.
For one thing, I no longer had a cock and balls between my legs, which should mean I was back in my original female body. The potion I had given Frank must have restored his original personality. Then he probably awoke, tied me up, found the body switching potion.
Clearly, he was exacting his revenge. However, I couldn't shake the feeling something else was wrong. Finally, it hit me. This wasn't my body, my real body!
My tits had always been small. Now, I could feel huge ones. My limbs seemed thicker too.
Crap, what had Frank done with my body? Whose body was I in? I managed a loud groan through my gag.
I smelled onion breath. Someone had moved close to me. Suddenly, a man spoke right next to my ear. He had a deep male voice.
"Well, well, back so soon for more, little whore?" he said, snarling.
Perhaps it was time to panic. Rough fingers removed my blindfold and gag. I gasped, and tried to focus my eyes.
"Where am I? Who are you?" I said, trying to sound calmer than I felt.
"You forgot me already, Debbie!" he said.
Want a minute. Debbie? She was a submissive I had tormented briefly. I took a deep breath, and tried to steady myself.
"No offense. I'm still a bit groggy. Where are you taking me?" I inquired.
"To the cabin, of course. You insisted on the phone," he said, smirking.
My mind raced. Somehow Frank had gotten me into Debbie's body. Why would Frank do such a thing? This was quite confusing.
The man held up a woman's soiled pink panties, and then stuffed them into my mouth. I clenched my teeth shut. However, he simply held my nose closed, until I opened my mouth to breath. He jammed them between my teeth.
Once in, he taped my mouth closed. It was then that I realized I had been sucking on piss-soaked panties. I wanted to puke, but fought down the urge.
The man didn't put the blindfold back on me. Instead, he climbed back in the passenger's seat. I couldn't make out the driver.
The vehicle bounced around, as we apparently left the main road. From the smell of dust, I guessed that we had turned onto a dirt road. We drove for long time, and I drifted off.
The van abruptly stopped. I immediately came to full consciousness, and heard voices. Then, the van door slid open.
The two men untied my legs and arms, and tied my wrists behind my back. One man removed my gag, and the other guided me out of the van.
I stood in the bright sunlight, waiting for my eyes to adjust. It was hard to balance, as I was standing on very high heels. Someone gripped my arm firmly, steading me.
When I finally could focus, I saw Lady Helen walking down the stairs from an expansive log cabin. She was smiling. As I took a deep breath, my nostrils flared wide. I knew from Frank's experience that it would be useless to attempt to convince anyone this wasn't my body.
"Debbie, I'm glad you decided to come. You are one of my favorite subs. I have a fun time planned for you," Lady Helen said, smiling, warmly.
"Ah, you don't need to go to any trouble for me," I said.
"No trouble at all!" she said, winking.
She whirled around, and walked briskly toward the cabin. The men escorted me, each gripping one of my arms. We bounded up the steps, with me barely touching them. Once inside, I was ushered into a spacious room.
It was empty, except for short metal pole in the center. A metal dildo was mounted on top of it. In moments, my dress, bra, and panties were roughly removed. Then, I was lifted over the pole, and slowly lowered onto the dildo.
It was well lubed, and slipped easily inside me. I groaned, as the cold metal dildo forced its way deep inside my vagina. When it slammed into my cervix, I squealed. One man lowered the pole slightly, so that standing on my toes kept it from hurting.
I had to remain on my tippy-toes to avoid discomfort. My wrists were untied. I was completely free, except for the pole between my legs. However, impaled by the pole, I couldn't really go anywhere. It was more than adequate for keeping me in place.
Naked, I shivered in the cold room, and hugged my giant tits for warmth. They were truly enormous. I wondered if Debbie suffered from neck aches. They were quite heavy.
I examine them, carefully, trying to ignore the other people in the room. My nipples looked long. Perfect for sucking. I had always been envious of women with large breasts. Now, I had them.
Lady Helen walked in front of me. Although my arms were free, I clasped my hands behind me. She pinched both of my nipples, hard. I winced, but held still.
"I am going to leave you here. I want you to think how you will obey and please me, when I finally release you," she said.
She let go of my nipples, causing them to hurt even more. I bit my lower lip. She turned, and walked out of the room. Her heels making a loud clicking sound on the wooden floor.
The men followed her. As soon as everyone left, I bent over as far I could, attempting to reach the knob holding the pole in place. No matter how far I stretched, the knob was just out of my reach. It was infuriating and embarrassing.
I stood back up, still on my toes. I slowly turned around, and examined the room. There was a wall-to-floor mirror behind me. I studied my reflection.
Debbie was beautiful and curvy. She had lovely round tits, and long blonde hair that hung down to her ass. She was taller than me, and darkly tanned.
As a redhead, I had never been able to tan, only burn. I jiggled my breast back and forth, and smiled. They felt so silly.
It was frustrating to be completely untied, yet unable to move. I felt ridiculous just standing there. This was my first chance to escape, and I was wasting it. I briefly considered yelling for help, but thought better of it.
After about thirty minutes, my caves, thighs, and ankles ached from standing on my toes. I let myself down just a bit, and the dildo pressed into my tender cervix. Suddenly, my knees buckled, and I shrieked.
A powerful shock deep inside me nearly caused me to lose my footing. I instantly realized that the metal dildo must be electrified, and pressure sensitive. So, went back up on my toes. If I stayed that way, the electricity didn't flow through the metal dildo impaling me.
I stood there, panting, red faced, and angry. No one came to check on me. However, I knew they would be watching. Frank was likely watching too. I gave him the finger.
