"Isn't she such a beaut?" the unknown redheaded woman began as she twirled Carolyn's hair. "Tape yourself up or I'm going to slice this pretty little throat to her fucking spine!" She tossed the tape to Carson and kicked a chair toward him. "Aww, don't cry! Never let them see you cry..." Her voice turned from sweet to psychotic in an instant.
Carson was powerless, scanning around the room but finding nothing that could help as he watched the woman hold the knife close to his wife's throat. Both watched as he first tied each ankle to the front legs of the chair, then taped his left hand to the arm of the chair. "I'll finish," the woman cut in, satisfied that Carson was sufficiently bound to take the knife away from Carolyn's neck. She taped his other hand to the chair and then taped over his mouth. Carolyn could only look on, crying, helpless...
"Now that I have both of your attentions, there are some things you need to know about your wife..." the woman began, opening the fridge and grabbing a beer. She winced as she took her first gulp. "Even beer tastes awful now..." she mumbled to herself, but continued to drink it. "Your wife isn't really Carolyn Brooks...at least, not the real one," she began to explain. "We were partners in a big scam. She was originally Jonathan Tucker and I...was Keith Anderson. Yep, both guys. Now they call me 'Kelly'..." Carson looked from her over to Carolyn, who could only hang her head.
"We'd made millions, but the authorities were close...it was time to get out..." Kelly continued. "We had this idea...body swapping technology had just come out. We had some underground contacts. We could switch bodies...lay low for a while...then come back for better bodies. Neither of us wanted to be women...at least, I sure didn't..." She finished her beer then went to get another. "But we'd definitely be off their radar. So we did it. Stashed our money, swapped, lived these lives for a bit..." She picked the knife back up and rested it on a crying Carolyn's shoulder. "But this fucking cunt... had a change of heart!" She made a small cut on Carolyn's jaw, drawing blood. "Maybe she always wanted to be a chick. Maybe it was because she met you. I don't know. I don't care. But she fucking backstabbed me!" Kelly chugged the beer and then broke the bottle over Carolyn's head while Carson shouted into his tape gag and pulled helplessly at his bindings.
"She turned me in exchange for immunity! Since I was illegally swapped, they 'swap locked' me. I'll always be a chick now... Got '25 to Life' and, since I used to be a man, they put me in a men's prison," Kelly explained. "Do you know what I had to do to survive in there like this? Hundreds of dirty inmate cocks in every hole! My ass and pussy are so blown out they're barely separate holes anymore! All while this fucking cunt gets to play the 'happy housewife' and only take one cock!? Well, that's over now..."
Kelly took the knife and moved it over to Carson's throat. "I escaped...turns out they don't watch the tiny little woman all that closely. Been on the run for a little while. Stealing what I've needed. Then...I found you. Now I'm going to give you a choice! Him...or you..." Carolyn was bawling into her gag, tears streaming down her face. "Or, there's a third option. You'll both 'live'...but since I'll never have a cock again or even get pleasure from my pussy, neither will either of you!" Both Carolyn and Carson reacted strongly to that, but their bindings held. "You're choice Jonathan! Or Carolyn! Or whatever the fuck! Choose which throat I slash, or I start slashing you both 'downstairs'! Tick tock!"
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