When I came back too I was on my dresser again as a torso form.  I could see my remote back on the T.V. And the housekeeper was

nowhere to be found. NO!  After all that I'm STILL trapped as an inanimate object!  As I sat there despairing my fate I felt the tell tale

tingling once more!  Oh, no!  What now?  I felt myself growing in size and arms and legs forming!  I was returning to normal!  I fell to the

floor as soon as the transformation was complete.  How did that happen?  I was SURE I had not programed an end time into the remote.  Had the housekeeper accidentally changed my original settings?  For the moment I didn't care.  I wrapped my arms around myself reveling in the fact I was human again.  This would

be the only lesson I would need to remember to add an end time to any transformations that programed in to the remote.


I was in the kitchen enjoying a bowl of ice cream when Mom came home.


"Hello Colleen!  Where have you been hiding all week?"  Mom asked.


"Just catching up on what I've missed and forgotten."  I replied vaguely.


The answer seemed to satisfy her curiosity and she moved on to other subjects.  When Dad got home we all went out for dinner at Red Lobster and I listened to Mom and Dad talk about how their week went at work.


I now only had three weeks till school started.


I had the house to myself again on Monday.  After my experiences as a torso mannequin and a sundress I was feeling the need to

experiment with the bondage gear in my closet.  I first took a shower, shaved my legs and washed my hair.  After I toweled myself dry I

wrapped my hair up in the towel and got the box out of the closet.  I went to my bed and opened the box and pulled the vibrator panties

out and stared at them.  I had experienced orgasms as a girl already when I masturbated and when I had been various inanimate objects

but never had I been penetrated.  Now that I had the panties in my hand I was having second thoughts.  The vibrator was big.  Bigger

than most mens equipment I was positive of it.  Before my wife zapped me my manhood was just over six inches.  Pretty average I would

say?   The vibrator in my hand looked at least two inches wide, eight inches long and was molded to look like a real penis.  It was rather

intimidating.  After a few moments of indecision I resolved myself to go though with it.  As weird as it was to consider inserting a

vibrator into myself it was not like I was having sex with a man.  That thought made me shudder.  It was something I was not ready to

confront yet.  I slipped my legs into the panties and pulled them up just above my knees.  I then started playing with my self.  Once I was

wet I grabbed the vibrator and guided it in.  When I pushed the head of the vibrator against my opening I started with the contact of the

cold rubber touching my skin.  I pulled my lips apart with my other hand and rubbed the vibrator back and forth over my clit.  I then

gently began to insert it in to my vagina.  Even though the shaft of the vibrator was around 2 ½ inches the head was wider still.  I gasped

as the head entered all the way in and paused to let the feelings die down for a moment.  Once I settled down I started to slowly push it

in.  It took a minute but I finally got it all the way in and pulled up the panties sung on my hips.  I felt completely filled up.  It felt

indescribable.  It felt as weird as I worried it was going to, yet I was shuddering from the stimulation.  I then went to walk in front of the

mirror see see myself and I fell to my knees and an orgasm!  As soon as I had walked forward the vibrator started shifting back and forth

and the sensation was too much to hold back anymore.  When I recovered I got up and slowly walked back to the bed and slipped the

skirt into place and zipped it up.  The rubber panties left a pantie line under the skintight skirt which ruined the look somewhat but I

wasn't going to be wearing this outfit in public so I wasn't too worried about it.  I picked up the tank top and slipped my arms into the

arm holes and zipped it up.  It had a low cut front so you could se my modest cleavage.  The latex top was tight and it pushed my breast

up against my chest making my breasts look smaller than they actually were.  I slowly made my way over to my dresser to apply my make

up.  I applied my foundation heaver than I normally do and when it was dry I applied a lighter second coat on top of the first.  I then

applied a smoky brown to my eyelids and over that I added pink and extended it up to my eyebrows.  Even though I normally don't use

it I applied thin line of eyeliner which I gradually thickened as I got to the outside edge of my eyes and I put eyeliner on the outside of my

lower lid also.  I then finished my eyes with three coats of mascara.  I highlighted my cheek bones with a pink blush and then penciled in

an outline on my lips  and made them appear just a  little fuller and filled it in with pink lipstick.  Once I set the lipstick in place I applied a

coat of clear, glossy lipgloss.  I took the towel off my head and with tons of mousse and hair spray I teased my hair out.  I walked back to

the bed and slipped the pink five inch heels on and buckled them in place.  I then went to my full length mirror to see my handy work.



I looked like a latex slut getting ready to go to the clubs or a young prostitute!  Which was the look I was going for.  The tall heels really

accentuated my legs and butt but I was a little lacking up top to pull the look off successfully.  I went back to the dresser and grabbed

my remote.  When I got back in front of the mirror I started entering the changes I wanted to make in the remote.  Once I selected the

changes I hit the execute button and watched the changes in the mirror.  My breasts expanded to a solid D cup and my hips widened to

match the growth of my chest and then my waist shrunk in an inch all to give me a more voluptuous, hourglass look.  My arms and legs

thickened up and became more shapely also.  My face then aged until I looked about 30 years old.  I looked like a high class hooker now.  

I went back to the shoebox and got the remote for the panties and saw that it had a random tease setting.  I tuned them on and they

came to life with a soft hum.I had to lean against the dresser to stay standing.  Just as I felt like I was going to orgasm the panties

stopped vibrating.  I whimpered with built up tension.  As my body calmed down a little bit it fired back up making me lean against the

dresser again.  I looked at myself in the mirror panting in heat which brought me closer to orgasm when the panties shut down once

again!  It must have a sensor that tracks my heart rate!  I started rubbing myself through the latex to stimulate my self but it wasn't

enough to get me over the edge.  It was enough to keep the panties from turning on again though so I stopped.  This was going to drive

me crazy but I wanted to up the ante.  I slowly made my way to the garage and found a couple of bungie straps and brought them up to

my room.  I then put the leg cuffs on and and sat on the bed and tied one end of the bungee to one bedpost and the other on to the

other I then hooked the other end of the bungees to the eyelets of the leg cuffs.  They kept my legs spread eagle which made my skirt

hike up exposing the vibrator panties.  I took the harness ball gag out of the shoe box and strapped it tightly in place with out the blind

fold.  The ball gag filled my mouth to capacity. My bed was across from the dresser and I wanted to see myself during this little

adventure.I then adjusted the panties to randomly allow orgasms and set the timer on the auto release padlock and the vibrator for two

hours.  I then laid back and put the wrist cuffs on and secured them to the headboard.  With my legs spread open and my arms secured

over my head I could not try to help get myself to orgasm.  Only the panties could influence that now.  The two hours were exhausting

for me.  I spent the whole time bucking against my restraints trying to get to orgasm.  The three times the panties allowed me to orgasm

I screamed loudly in ecstasy muffled by the ball gag each time.  By the time the two hours was up is was crying from the sexual

frustration.  The padlock released and I franticly took the padlock undid the bungees and grabbed the remote for the panties and turned

them to max.  I closed my eyes and my back arched in the longest, most mind blowing orgasm I had ever yet had!  When it had passed I

turned the panties off and shakily got up off the bed.  I stumbled to my dresser and leaned against it.  I looked a lot less sexy now.  My

mascara had run from the crying and my hair was totally disheveled.  I took off the ball gag and all the clothes except for the panties.  I

hand washed the outfit and the gag and dried them and put them neatly in the shoe box again.  I went back to the bathroom and stepped

into the shower and removed the very messy panties and washed them in the tub.  I felt strangely empty after having them in for so

long.  I put them in the shoe box too and hid the box in the closet again and took a much needed shower.  After my shower I stood in

front of the mirror again and looked at my modified body.  I grabbed my remote and made more changes.  I changed my hair from

auburn to raven black and lengthened it to just below my shoulder blades.  I changed my eye color from green to blue and darkened my

skin a couple of shades form my normal light colored skin.  I also added a tribal tramp stamp tattoo above my ass.  I then widened my

face and changed the shape of my nose and eyes to better match my new face.  I now looked like I was of Latina decent.  I purposely

didn't make myself super model sexy.  I was more of the hot girl next door sexy. I then saved the changes into a preset on the remote

and named it Andrea Steele for future, naughty use.