A typical hotel room

David looked around. It was a typical cheap hotel room. There was a bed with stained sheets and two pillows in matching condition. There was a dim lamp on the nightstand and slightly torn curtains hung over the window.

The last thing he noticed was the wooden desk and chair beneath the mirror. There were some clothes hanging over the back of the chair and a black purse with a note on it siting on the seat. Walking over to the chair he picked up the note, it read:

Mr. David Robinson – You should feel very lucky. Sex change surgery cost thousands of dollars and there is a long waiting list for it. Now I am sure you are wondering why we did this to you. You, David Robinson, like so many western men come here to take advantage of the cheap sex our women offer. You come often and have a lot of it. But you have a wife and family so this is very naughty. We chose you and seven other very wealthy western men like you for this punishment. Maybe, if you are good and learn your lessons we will change you back. You need to learn to fucky fucky, sucky sucky. –Woman of Bangkok

Numerous panicky thoughts ran though David’s head. He was a woman and will be one forever! Calming himself down a little he realized this would explain the vague memories of a clinic and a doctor. But still he was a woman! Calming down again he looked at the chair.