Michael's hair tie.

His eyes follow the movement of her arm as it goes out of his view. For a second, he thinks his life is going to be put at risk, but as he opens his eyes a little after a few seconds, the Asian woman's hand retracts. She holds in her hand a hair tie. A second later after eyeing the hair tie, Michael feels flowing locks and volumnious hair drop at the side of his head. With a smile on her face, she takes the extra effort to fix his female hair feature into a presentable design.

"I think it's time, don't you think?" she asks as she presses a button on a remote she has in her hand.

A tiny beep is heard, almost as silent as a dog whistle, and the bonds holding Michael to the platform release. He falls to the floor and assumes he hasn't used his legs in a while. Although, like a soldier, he gains the energy needed to push him to his feet and tries to run through the open door to his right. He thinks he succeeds in escaping but he sees a dark figure in the hallway. He tries to run the other way but he is caught. The dark figure grabs both of his womanly arms and binds them in a constricting fashion behind his back. He is pinned to the wall, and the nerve endings in his perfectly formed breasts make him feels the coldness of the wall through his whole body.

The strong figure pulls his womanly figure back into the room and ask for order from the Asian woman. Without saying a word, she gives him a signal to take him to a specific location. Like the first Asian woman, her face is now indifferent, showing no interest or concern.