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Keywords: gender virus, M2F, M/f, F/f, stuck, prostitution, stripper, caught, in_hiding, revenge, Disclaimer: The following story involves transformation fantasy of magic, gender, flattening, animal, or inanimate (often clothing or doll/mannequin). The story is implicitly erotic in nature and may feature sexual situations and/or BDSM. All characters involved are older than 18 years of age. If you are offended by this type of thing, please stop reading. The pressure on the back of my neck kept me flat against the bar. I lay mostly helpless, my face sandwiched between empty shot glasses on one side and a plate of half-eaten pretzels with cheese on the other, not that I could see either that well with my eyes and nose shoved against the slick, sticky surface of the bartop. All Roger Barton needed was one hand on my neck to keep me at his mercy. Of course, I was smart enough to realize that even if I could have gotten away, the gun against the small of his back and the ones held by