In what seemed like an instant Melanie felt the room empty of everything but Verra and herself. The tormentor was now standing triumphantly over her naked victim with a barely concealed smirk playing on her lips.
"What happened?" Melanie asked nervously as she pulled herself defensively into a ball, dreading what the answer might be.
"Precisely nothing, my dear" Verra mocked gently "It seems your darling husband has decided not to ride to your rescue. How unfortunate for you"
"He just can't have realised I'm missing yet" Melanie answered defiantly "he might not even be back from work"
"Really? It's been more than four months!" Verra laughed cruelly.
"Four months?!" Melanie answered in disbelief "but I've only just got here"
"Time moves very differently here than it does in your world. Perhaps your husband is a coward, perhaps he has moved on from you. But trust me, he is fully aware of where you are and how he can help you. It's hardly my fault if he chooses not to."
"You're lying!" Melanie raised her voice in anger.
"Believe me or don't, it makes no difference to me" Verra shrugged "Now where was I? Oh yes, it seems somebody would like you ten years younger"
Melanie could only sit in shock as she felt her hair growing, her breasts becoming firmer, her skin tighter, her facial features and body shape more youthful. Soon she looked more or less as she had when she was 25. That might ordinarily have been a good thing, but the realisation she was now a plaything that could be controlled at the whim of strangers was a terrifying one.
"Ok, now get up and dance" Verra ordered.
"What? You must be joking" Melanie protested, but even as she did so she had sprung to her feet and started circling Verra like a naked ballerina.
"You see, there's really nothing you can do about this Mel" Verra chuckled "Just accept your fate. And try some jumping jacks!"
"Whoever is making you do this will get bored soon enough" Melanie argued, her lovely, large tits bouncing up and down as she jumped energetically into and out of star shapes.
"Maybe" Verra admitted "But then again countless other people could come along and do a lot worse to you than this. Now you're going to be a gymnast, so really impress me with what you can do, you'll find you've become very flexible indeed!"
"Why are you doing this to me?" Melanie asked as she stood on one leg and lifted the other gracefully as far is it could reach so her foot was now in line with her head "What did I ever do to you?"
"Oh come on dear, you know as well as I do it's not me who is calling the shots" Verra smiled "although I must confess I am rather enjoying myself"
"Well then maybe someone out there will spoil your fun" Melanie's defiant words were somewhat undermined by the fact she had just slid down and was obediently doing the splits whilst arching her back to accentuate her tits and stretching out her arms as if begging for applause "Please help me! And do something to her!"