Mitch recognized the bald scraggily face that was expanding to fill his monitor screen. It was the janitor from his high school. Ol' Pegleg Pete was what the kids had called Peter Peters, the one legged janitor. He looked down to see the toes of his right leg curling up like the Wicked Witch of the East in the Wizard of Oz. His leg stopped shriveling just above where his knee used to be. All that was left was scraggly bit of skin like a wart or pimple. His body hair changed to white, as his skin tone darkened. He felt a sharp pain in his cock and looked down to discover that his cockhead was now pierced with a large silver bar held in place by two tiny padlocks. A metal tag on around the leather dog collar he was now wearing identified his owner as ...