Alexandria, Va.
“You know, you boys aren’t very bright or very good at what you do.” Brandi looks at the six guys hanging upside down from the rafter.

She had stripped them naked after bringing them to a warehouse owned by her real estate company. These morons had been following Jack and Cheshire. Jack gave her a call and a quick trap had been set-up with the help of her crew.

Jack told her to interrogate them and find out who they are working for. She was permitted to use any technique she wanted to.

“Now, let’s start from the beginning, who are you working for?” Brandi looks at them to see who was going to talk.

None of them was going to tell her anything. All six guys remained silent as they hung upside down from the rafter.

“Well, since you don’t want to talk to me. Let’s see who you are.” Brandi scans their facial features and runs it through the DMV database and the law enforcement database.

After about an hour, she gets their identity. The first guy was wanted on numerous Breaking and entry charges. The second guy had three arrest warrants out on him by the Marshal service. The third guy was a freelance thug, along with the fourth person. The fifth person got her attention. His file came back being very colorful. He was wanted for raping three underage girls. He was also wanted on charges for abducting a person by the name of Wendy L. Hall.

The last person had a very colorful record. He was a known sex offender, has been charged for exposing himself to minors. He was also wanted for questioning, about the disappearance of Gloria Huff.

Brandi stands there as that name sounded familiar. She couldn’t put her finger on it, but she knew who Gloria Huff was.

“Well, since you guys have some nasty police records and enjoy exposing yourself to underage girls. I think a certain type of punishment is
suited for you.” Brandi pulls her cellphone out and dials a number.

After a few seconds, the call is answered.

“I like to make a medical reservation for six, please.”

“What would you like done?” an old man’s voice answers.

“A gender change but leave some of their maleness. Also, once they are healed, let them experience their new gender.”

“Who’s picking up the tab?”

“The big bad wolf.” Brandi knew Jack would have no problem with her pulling the funds out of the slush funds.

“Address of pick-up?”

“525 Montana Ave.”

“Pick-up will be in thirty minutes.”

“Okay, see you then.” Brandi hangs up.

“Well, you guys won’t be my problem for much longer. You better look at each other one last time. Because gentlemen, you’ll be losing these things you love so much.” Brandi smacks each guy in their manhood.

“You can’t do that to us,” Wayne speaks up. He was getting a headache with the blood rushing to his head.

“I can do whatever I want to you. You guys are very bad men and bad men need to be punished. Also, since you like raping underage girls,
you deserve to see what it feels like. So, enjoy what time you have left as men.”

Thirty Minutes Later:
An unidentified old UPS van pulls into the warehouse. Four guys in black fatigues get out of the van and load the six naked guys. One of the guys in black comes over to Brandi with a pad “I need your thumbprint, ma’am.”

“No problem. Make sure they see what happened to them afterward.” Brandi wanted to see what their new life is going to be like.

“We will, ma’am. You have a nice day.” The man turns around and gets into the van.

Once the men are taken away. Brandi cleans the place up and gathers all the stuff they had on them and put it in a bag. She digs through their cellphones and such to see what or who called them. Just before she leaves, she sends a message to Jack, informing him that they wouldn’t talk and that their police record was so bad, that she sent them to the doctor for changes.

She walks outside to her Jeep wrangler and gets in. Brandi selects some music to listen to while she drives home. It only takes her twenty minutes to arrive home. She parks her Jeep in the garage and heads towards the door leading from the garage, to the kitchen.

As she opens the garage door, she hears music blaring inside the house. She walks in and spots her adopted daughter wearing a black Lace & Mesh open butt teddy with detachable garters. She was wearing black lace stocking that covered her shapely legs. She was wearing five-inch strappy heels that covered her feet.

She was dancing to the music blaring throughout the house. She had a duster in her hands, dusting as she danced. Brandi just watches her adopted daughter, as she shuts the garage door behind her.

She couldn’t believe that the young girl she rescued would turn out as she has. Whatever drugs the men she rescued her from, has caused her body to mature, prematurely. Kimberly’s body looked like she should be in her late teens. The thing was age-wise she was only twelve
years old.

The other problem Kimberly had, she was repeatedly beaten and forced to have sex with anyone her pimps found. She was lucky, she didn’t
catch any STD’s. Mentally, she was still recovering from her ordeal. The other problem she needed to overcome. Was the fact, she didn’t like wearing clothes, expect lingerie. That had been beaten into her. So, Brandi allows her daughter to wear whatever lingerie she wants when she is home. But when they go out, she must wear clothes.

The drugs that had been given to Kimberly, caused her body to mature beyond what it should be currently. Kimberly’s breasts were extremely big. Her hips and waist gave her a very nice figure. She stood at least five feet, two inches.

Brandi continues to watch her daughter as she danced. It was the one thing that her daughter loved to do. She also had a nice singing voice as well.

Brandi walks over to the stereo system and turns the volume down. She looks at her daughter to see if she’ll notice the music being turned down. She watches as Kimberly stops dancing and turns around to see why the music lowered.

“Hi, mom.” Kimberly walks over to her mother and hugs her.

“Hey, sweetie.” Brandi returns her daughter's hug.

Brandi looks at the way her daughter is dressed and wonders when she will get over ,dressing in lingerie all the time. She doesn’t blame her daughter, but she wishes the men that did this to her. She hadn’t killed off so quickly.

“Do you feel like going out for dinner tonight?” Brandi figures Kimberly might like that.

Kimberly’s youthful face lights up. She loved going out for dinner.

"Yes ma'am."

“Alright, go and put a dress on and we’ll go out for dinner.”

“Alright, mommy.” Kimberly heads towards her bedroom to put a dress on.