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The Misadventures of Diana Knight Part III - Party Time! The strap on was on the floor, pointing up as though the floor was having an erection of its own. That however was not the thing that caught Craig's eye as Diana looked into the bathroom. Alice was looking in the mirror, towelling her face, but it was not the face of the woman he had just had sex with. It was the face that he himself was wearing; that of Diana Knight. The face of Alice was hung, draped over the sink with empty eye sockets and the blond tresses hanging down the side. Holy shit! Diana's jaw literally dropped as she gawped at the face of the person in the bathroom. There were two Diana's! A real one and a fake one, and I am now impersonating the fake one. Did the real Diana know that I'm not the original fake one? Quickly Diana ducked her head back away from the door lest the real Diana see the fake Diana staring at her and finding out her secret. Did she reveal that on purpose? Did the fake Diana know that Alice was really Diana? How come Diana was pretending to be someone else and then having a relationship with herself? These were questions that Craig knew that he needed to understand if he was to survive this experience and get himself out of this suit. He needed to extract himself of this situation and get back to his own life. He looked out the window as it began to rain. It was the summer, yet typically the weather in Britain never behaved as it should, particularly here in Grantchester. Just what am I getting myself into? Craig was interrupted from his daydreaming in his bra and panties at the window by Alice coming out of the bathroom. "Penny for your thoughts hun?" She asked. As Diana turned she realised two things. Firstly that the kid across the street was looking out the window directly at her in her underwear again, and secondly that Alice now looked as she had before she went into the bathroom. Now he had to think about something to say that didn't involve what he was actually thinking about. "Oh I was just thinking what a lovely day it's been," Diana gushed. "Yes it has been great hasn't it? To think that you were reluctant to come out and play. Although that definitely changed this evening," Alice smirked. "Let me get dressed and I'll hunt out the tickets." Diana sat on the bed and watched the fake Alice put her bra on backwards, clipped it around the front and then spun it around and put her arms in the straps. So that is how it's done? Craig thought to himself. Alice finished putting on her panties, tights and dress before slipping back into her heels. Craig just watched open mouthed as she dressed, and tried not to drool. Even though he knew that Alice's face was fake, he knew that it was Diana who was underneath the mask and that made him so horny. Deep within his suit his penis once again strained at the confines of the pouch between his legs as he began to get an erection once again. I wonder what's really going on here. Some kinky sex game perhaps? Having finished dressing, Alice headed into the lounge and retrieved her handbag. She quickly slotted the strap-on into the bag and fished out a ticket from within its confines. "Here you go hun, your ticket for tomorrow. Don't forget that it's a fancy dress party. I don't want you showing up in your jeans and military jacket embarrassing me, so I will get the costumes for us both," Alice gave Diana a smile that could have launched a thousand ships. Inside Craig melted. He'd have done anything for her at that point. "Err, alright. I'll come over to your house at 5pm then," Diana replied with her own smile. What is she going to make me wear? Craig panicked inside the suit. He was desperately trying not to let his inner turmoil show through to Alice. "No, I'll come here. I wouldn't want you getting lost coming over to my place. Give us a kiss goodbye," Alice ordered him. Without prompting Craig as Diana leaned in for a kiss. This time it was Diana who slipped her tongue inside Alice's mouth and probed Alice's teeth and tongue for several minutes. "Wow, if this is the greeting I'll be getting I'm really looking forward to tomorrow night now," Alice said breathlessly as they broke the kiss. Craig, still in the Diana suit, watched as Diana in the Alice mask headed off down the corridor. Her beautiful arse wiggled seductively as she went. Craig was fairly sure that she was doing this deliberately. Diana headed back into the penthouse and looked at the invitation. Grantchester Summer Fancy Dress Ball Saturday 13th August 2016 19:30 till Midnight St. Justinian's Hall Admit - Diana Knight plus one guest. It was addressed to Diana, but then the real Diana had just given it to her, so maybe that wasn't so strange? ************************************************************************* Craig decided that he would sleep in the Penthouse that night. It was far more comfortable than his own bed and besides he needed to spend the next day practicing being a woman if he was to pull off going to this fancy dress ball. He decided therefore that he would sleep here as he lay on the bed in Diana's underwear, turning over the events of the day in his mind. He removed the white lacy panties and then struggled around the back to unclasp the infernal bra. Having extracted himself from the brassiere, he reached around under Diana's hair and loosened the Velcro there that held the mask on to slowly pull the mask from his head. This was the first the first time for the best part of a day that Craig had looked across at the image of his own face in the full length mirror. It was odd, very odd, seeing his head on the naked and very beautiful body of Diana. His hidden cock reacted to the image of her glorious breasts and her shaved pussy. Craig shook his head. He was going to have to get out of this suit and back to himself. After tomorrow night he would have no more commitments as Diana and he could go back to his old life. He felt around at the top of his back to find the minute zipper underneath Diana's hair. Surprisingly he found it quickly and pulled the zipper down before easing off the suit from his shoulders. The tits at the front of the suit sagged forward revealing the sensory patches of a rubber like material on the insides of the prosthetics. Craig shook his head. These suits were really quite high tech devices. The fact that he could feel someone else feeling up the breasts and his vagina gave him sensory delights when someone put something into it proved just how advanced it was. He continued rolling the suit down until he had to extract his penis from the pouch in the suit's crotch area. Now he had more time, he examined the details of what was in the lower part of the suit. Next to the tube that he had put his dick in was another tube that went out to the opening of the vagina. The penis pouch was bound next to the vagina and a small piece of electronics on the topside of the vagina lead wires into the penis pouch. An electronic G-Spot that transfers the pleasure to the man's dick perhaps. The other end of the vagina from its opening had two small plastic tubes that ran up the inside of the front of the suit and disappeared into the breast forms. Squeeze the tits and the juice goes to the pussy lubricating it. So how do you get it in there in the first place? Craig explored the outside of the suit in the breast area and eventually found that if you twisted the aureole right around, then they would unscrew from the breast. Once he removed the aureole, Craig found that there was a hole and the inside of the breasts smelt strongly of pussy juice. I should probably fill these up just in case Alice, no, the real Diana wants to get frisky again. Craig rooted around where he found the suit originally. The second suit was still on the hanger in the hidden closet. Eventually Craig found a plain white tube with a nozzle of a substance with just the lettering G- 32 and some ingredients on it. Craig squirted a little out of the nozzle before smelling and tasting it. Whatever G-32 was, it was formulated to smell and taste exactly like a real woman's juices. Craig filled up both the breasts on the suit from the tube. This suit he concluded, was seriously advanced stuff. How the hell did Diana get something like this? Having filled up the suit, he screwed the areole back up on the breasts Craig then filled the bath and left the suit there to soak. He didn't have his pyjamas with him, so he just put his underwear on and slipped into Diana's bed. He soon fell asleep to strange dreams. ************************************************************************ He was dreaming about Alice coming towards him with her strap on facing his way. He wasn't himself though, he was Diana and his legs were open ready to accept the fake penis into him. Alice moved down upon him and just then he awoke to a weight on his stomach. Was Alice here? Craig opened his eyes and found that it wasn't Alice on his stomach; it was the cat Jenkins. It meowed noisily at him, demanding that he feed it. Craig rubbed his eyes and slowly got up, moving the Jenkins off his body as he did so. Why the hell was I dreaming about wearing that damned suit again? I'm a man. This is the last time I'm going to be wearing the damned thing and then that's it. Craig promised himself as he fed the cat and then helped himself to some cereal and toast from Diana's cupboards. However before things could get better, they would get worse for him. He would have to don the suit one more time and work out how to put makeup on. Not only that he would have to learn to walk in heels in case the real Diana chose some costume that required them. Falling over and showing Diana's panties every 5 minutes at a city wide costume party would really be embarrassing. Still it couldn't be that hard could it? Craig headed back to the bathroom and fished the suit out of the water and hung it on the shower rail to dry. He figured that after spending all day in the hot sweaty suit that he should get himself cleaned up as well, so he had a quick bath. Diana only had girly scents and shampoo, but since he was going to end up being her all day, Craig didn't think that it would matter too much. He emerged from the bath smelling of Diana and he quickly towelled himself and the suit dry. Next Craig had to put the dreaded corset on again, though at least this time had had some more time to get it adjusted properly at the back. It was still agony; though it felt like it was pulling him in a bit easier this time. Perhaps wearing it for nearly a day yesterday had helped. Then Craig opened the back of the suit once again and slipped his legs in one at a time before slipping his dick once more into the pouch. He pulled up the rest of the suit and smoothed out any imperfections before he put the mask of Diana once again over his face. "Hello beautiful" He said to the image of Diana in the mirror and then he couldn't help but start to play with his tits again. Then when a little something dripped out of his pussy he realised the mistake. He got some tissue to mop up Diana's fake vagina, but there could be no playing with her beautiful body whilst Diana had work to get on with. Craig decided that if he was going to wear heels then he would need to wear a skirt as well to get the full experience of walking as a woman. He sat on the bed and put on matching red and black striped underwear, some nude hosiery, a little black ruffled skirt and a dark grey waist clincher. For some reason his underwear came with a matching bow. He had no idea why, but he put it in Diana's hair anyway. Then he scouted around for a suitable pair of heels in Diana's closet. She had lots to choose from and eventually the fake Diana chose a pair of 3" black stilettoes to put on his feet which she took back to the bed to slip onto her pantyhose enclosed feet. Having strapped herself in to the towering heels, the fake Diana tried to stand to take her first steps. She wobbled massively as she stood and had to whirl her arms around to keep her balance. Then she took her first faltering step. It might well have been one small step for mankind, but it was a giant leap for Craig. Or it might have well have been, had the cat not chosen exactly that time to move in front of his fake mistress. The fake Diana tried to avoid the cat misplaced the heel and fell on her rather lovely behind. "Ow! Jenkins, get out the dammed way!" It was strange once again hearing Diana's voice coming out of his mouth. Jenkins dived for cover under the bed. ************************************************************************ It was perhaps four hours later with an ache in his muscles that Craig felt that he could actually walk some way in another man's heels without totally embarrassing himself. He was no expert by any means but he at least felt he could walk for a bit without falling over. Besides, by now his feet were absolutely killing him and he was dying to get the dratted things off his feet. Once he'd unstrapped them and removed them from his feet he threw the dratted things across the room to get a little revenge on the pain inducing instruments of torture. He made a quick lunch for himself and then decided he needed to tackle the conundrum of putting on women's makeup before Alice arrived. The problem was that he hadn't got the faintest clue where to start. He knew that women wore eyeliner, eye shadow and lipstick so he decided to start there. When he looked in the mirror he concluded that Diana now looked more like Heath Ledger's Joker than a properly made up women. He decided to wash it all off and start again. Where did women learn to do all this? Was there some club where they learnt how to do it? When Craig wanted to learn the way of doing something about the latest game he was playing on the Xbox he would get a cheat off the internet. He wondered if there was a similar thing for makeup and headed back into the living room and switched Diana's laptop on. The familiar windows logo came up on the machine and Craig waited for the dreaded password screen to come up. He could try guessing it, but windows wouldn't give him infinite attempts. However he was shocked that the machine went straight into Diana's account without the need for a password. "I really need to secure that better. You never know who is going to impersonate you!" The fake Diana chuckled to herself. She brought up YouTube and did a search for makeup tips. The results were overwhelming. There were hundreds of videos all giving different looks and different tips from women and girls all around the world. I was right, it is a secret club. After the fifth failed attempt at copying one of the videos Craig completed a look that he felt didn't make Diana look hideous. It was a little heavy on the eyeliner, but hey she could be a Goth right? Craig was bored with having to learn about all this girly stuff and decided to search around Diana's laptop. He played a couple of simple looking games for a while before he found a load of links on a page in her bookmarks. There were many links to transvestite sites, but then he spotted a link to her bank. Curious he clicked on it and found that the other fake Diana must have saved the username and password in the browser, so he clicked through the logon only to be faced with a secondary authentication that required the first, fourth and fifth letters. What might she have chosen? The cats name - Jenkins? Craig tried the letters J, K, I and was stunned to find that he was into her bank account. It was when he looked at the figure in the main account that the fake Diana nearly fell off her chair. Diana had well over ?20,000 in her bank account. She was rich! No wonder she was living in this penthouse with that much money stashed away. Did the money belong to the real Diana or the fake Diana and how did she get that much? Diana had a job, though Craig didn't know what it was? To store up that much money it would have required it to be some kind of really high paid job. Craig was shaken from his ponderings by the doorbell ringing. He looked at the clock on the laptop. It was five O' clock. Had he really wasted that much time playing games? He quickly closed the browser and set the laptop to shut down before heading to the door to open it. "Hello hun. Missed me?" Alice stood on the doorstep grinning with two suit bags over her shoulders. "Err yes, I guess," the fake Diana replied somewhat bowled over by Alice's enthusiasm. "Oh well if you are going to be like that I'll just turn around and go on my own sweetie," Alice said with a pout. Craig snapped out of it. The fake Diana was supposed to really love Alice, so he'd better make sure that his version of her did too. "I didn't mean it like that. Of course I'm glad to see you." The fake Diana wrapped her arms around Alice and kissed her. Craig didn't have to do much acting here. He really liked kissing Alice. "Come on in," He said as he came up for air. "Right let's get changed then." With that Alice put the suit bags down and began to strip off out her dress in the lounge and then removed her bra. "Come on hun, you have to get changed too." With that Alice removed the dark grey bustier from her lover and then unclasped her bra. She then pulled Diana's skirt down to reveal that her underwear did not match her bra. She picked Diana up and deposited her onto the couch and climbed on herself, smoothing down Diana's hair with her hand and in the process knocking off the ridiculous bow. Craig didn't resist any of this and moved in to let Alice tenderly kiss her as though she were a boy taking charge over her girlfriend Diana. I should be the one taking charge. Craig thought to himself and with that he pushed Alice backwards onto her back. The fake Diana moved down on Alice and spread the other girl's legs apart. He'd been dying to get a real taste of Alice or Diana or whatever the blonde girl below him was calling herself, and this he sensed was his opportunity. Craig, pulled off his own panties and began to lick at Alice's clitoris. Alice moaned but recovered slightly between licks. "We have to get ready," she protested weakly but she didn't try and push Diana away. "We have mmmm time mmmmm yet," Diana told her between licks and began to fondle Alice's breasts as well. Alice by now could now contain her moans of pleasure at the attention that Diana's tongue was giving to her pussy. Diana moved her tongue from Alice's clit down into her pussy and began to lap at her juices, brushing her tongue against Alice's G-spot as she did so. Alice soon came as Diana's tongue continued its assault on her pussy, but that didn't stop Diana as she continued her assault. There was now a look of exquisite agony on Alice's face as both her pussy and her right breast were assailed. "We have to ..." she started, but her sentence was cut off by another wave of pleasure from Diana's tongue. Diana did not reply her tongue was still very busy elsewhere. Diana had lapped and lapped until Alice came a second time. Only then did she relent her assault and afterwards she lay back on the sofa to recover her breath. Eventually both Alice and Diana had recovered sufficiently. "That's enough messing around Diana. We DO have a party to get ready for and I need to show you your costume," Alice told her. She headed across the room and unzipped the suit bag to reveal a rather sexy nurse outfit. "Ta da! Haven't you always wanted to be a sexy nurse? I know most transvestites have that fetish," Alice told Diana. So, she confirmed that she knows that I am a guy, but she doesn't know I'm a different guy! "I suppose," he answered in Diana's voice as he started to put back his underwear on. Now that he knew the way of putting a bra on without looking like an idiot, Craig managed to complete this relatively quickly. Alice passed Diana the nurses' dress. "Here I'll do you up at the back," she said as she did just that as Diana slipped into the dress. Craig had never had any desire to dress as a nurse, though he conceded to himself that he liked the thought of a sexy young woman dressing up like one for him. In a way that was exactly what was happening, though now it was him who was the woman. Diana added the little nurse's hat on as well and Alice gave her a fake stethoscope to put in her pocket. Alice pulled out a pair of white 4" heeled boots from the bag and handed them to Diana. "Here, this should complete your outfit," Alice told her. Craig hoped that he was going to be alright in the heels. He'd spent time during the day practising, but he was nowhere near perfect walking in these towering torture instruments. Whilst Diana was getting herself zipped up into her new boots, Alice took her costume out of the bag. It was a rather sexy version of Supergirl with stockings and suspenders. Alice pulled on the costume much faster than Diana had donned hers ,and once she had finished it was clear just how much of her breasts were left exposed by the lack of material in that area. "What do you think hun?" she asked Diana. "Err, it's very nice. It's a bit revealing though," Craig replied as Diana. "I know that you like these." Alice grabbed her breasts. "I do hope you're not jealous of others looking at them. After all we do have an open relationship here." Craig could hardly argue with that and nodded mutely. After all, he was pretending to be the guy who was pretending to be Diana, though he knew that he hadn't made any such agreement. If it were up to him, he'd have just had Alice all to himself. Alice handed Diana a Venetian style mask as she picked up her handbag. This reminded Craig that Diana would need her handbag too and so he went and fetched it from the sideboard before they headed out the front door. As they headed down the corridor to get to the lift that would take them into the car park, they spotted old Mr McRaynes, his Landlord, poking something under Craig's flat's door. "Oh, hello there Diana," he said as he looked up. His eyes nearly popped out of his head as he took in the sexy nurse and the even sexier Supergirl with her assets on full display. He quickly recovered though and smiled at them. "It's alright, I don't need your rent yet. I'm just chasing that no good layabout in number sixteen for his back rent. If he doesn't get it to me by 10am tomorrow then I'm going to have the bailiffs come in and take his stuff. Tell him if you see him would you, I've not been able to get any answer from him for the past two days." Oh shit, shit, shit! Craig thought to himself. He couldn't give old man McRaynes the rent now dressed like this, but he should be able to get up early the next day, remove the bodysuit and go hand him the money that the other fake Diana had given him to look after the cat. "Yes, I'll tell him if I see him," Diana agreed amiably. "Are you ladies off somewhere nice Miss Knight?" Old man McRaynes asked to continue the conversation and continue to get an eyeful of the two lovely young ladies. "We're going to the city Masked Ball for some fun," Alice replied quickly and gave Mr McRaynes a wink as she steered Diana off past him down to the car park. ************************************************************************ Diana was still recovering from Alice's speedy driving and the near miss with a Volvo when the pair entered through the front steps of the town hall. They had donned their Venetian masks as they got out of the car and then sauntered up the steps, arm in arm. The town hall was already half full as the entered with men and women dotted all around the room in all manner of costume. Craig spotted one of his old lecturers; Professor Braymer dressed up as a Roman legionary and talking to another woman. He was about to go up to him and talk about college life, when he realised that the Professor wouldn't recognise him as Diana and had in all likelihood never even met her before. "I'll go get us some drinks." Alice's offer broke Diana out of her thoughts and she nodded in response. A drink was a good idea to settle down Craig's nerves. Despite the impressiveness of the bodysuit as a disguise, Craig was not a real woman and he didn't know how to think or act as one. Just as Diana was standing around waiting for Alice to bring the drinks over, what seemed to be a youngish looking man beneath his mask came into Diana's personal space. He was dressed as Count Dracula or some other Vampire lord. Craig was not really sure. "Hello again Diana! Sorry I haven't called you for a couple of days but work has been a real nightmare this week. I didn't know that you were coming here tonight, but it's all the more pleasurable to see you," the Vampire told her. Craig had no idea who this person was, nor how the other fake Diana knew him. He decided not to use a name and hedge his bets. "It was a last minute decision," Diana told the Vampire. "You're looking pale." "Oh, this?" the man said pointing to his costume. It had taken him a second or two to get Diana's joke before he'd replied. "Well it's been hard to get out into the sun recently, what with my condition. Perhaps I need a nurse to make me feel better." Shit, this man is flirting with me! What do I do? Craig was panicking inside the cute looking young woman that he seemed to be. "I don't think what you have there is a cure for," Diana told him a little more harshly than she intended. "Oh I'm sure that you can bring something of mine back to life," the Vampire continued with a grin. Diana looked down. It was obvious that the large bulge in his pants was already alive and thinking to itself that she was hot and that it wanted to bury itself deep within her pussy. Was the other fake Diana having a relationship with this guy or was he just naturally attracted to her? Whatever the story, Craig was repulsed at the thought of making love to another man. What am I going to do? "Here you go hun," Alice gave Diana a tall glass with a golden bubbly liquid in it and thankfully inserted herself between Diana and the man. "Are you pestering Diana again Ben?" she asked the Vampire. "You can have a dance with her later, but at the moment she's with me." Oh so this was the guy Ben that Alice had mentioned yesterday! Suddenly things became clearer to Craig, though he didn't like the sound of dancing with another guy. The dancing here seemed to be old fashioned ballroom dancing, and not disco dancing where at least he could keep Diana's distance from her partner. Besides, Craig couldn't ballroom dance as a man, let alone as a woman. "I wasn't pestering her Alice, just getting re-acquainted," Ben told Alice. "Alright, I'll be back later to claim my reward," With that he lifted his mask to reveal a fang filled mouth and kissed Diana on the neck before he departed. Ewwwwww and yuck. At least Alice managed to get rid of him though. "Don't worry, that's what Supergirl does; rescues the innocent from the wicked," Alice told her with a wink before sipping on her drink. Diana did the same and found that it was a very pleasant tasting champagne. Diana drained the glass to help steady the nerves after that last encounter. For the next hour Alice led Diana around the room and led the conversation with a number of different people that Craig soon forgot the names of. It was soon quite clear that Alice knew more than a few fairly important people in the city. How she knew them was not at all clear, though she would often steer the conversation to their work or what was happening in the city. Craig was not at all interested and his mind wandered to look at all the beautiful young women in their costumes when Diana was not involved in her conversation. By the fifth glass of Champagne Craig was more than a little tipsy and he realised that he needed to go to the toilet. He excused himself from the group and headed over to where the sign to the ladies room was pointing. With all the alcohol in his blood, he was no longer concentrating properly on Diana walking correctly in her high heeled boots and her heel went onto someone's foot. Diana went flying and she fell straight into another youngish woman dressed as a Disney Princess in a great big pink ball gown, knocking the other woman's Venetian mask off in the process. Oh my God! I've just knocked into the model Carmella Moorcroft. Craig instantly recognised the woman that Diana had knocked over. Carmella had recently married the entrepreneur Henry Everheart so was actually called Carmella Everheart now. It had been all over the news at the time. "I'm so sorry," Diana apologised as Carmella sat up and looked around for her mask. "That's alright, though you should be a little more careful looking where you are going," Carmella replied as she looked at Diana strangely. Craig picked himself up and dusted down Diana's fake nurses uniform. "That's very kind of you. Thank you for being so understanding," Diana replied as she carefully moved away towards the toilet to do her business and hide her shame. Having survived the embarrassment of going to use the ladies lavatory once again, Diana made her way carefully back to Alice. She on her own and was watching the back of a broad shouldered man dressed as The Joker who was talking with Carmella across the room. Alice had a frown on her face as Diana approached, and it was only once she spotted Diana that her face changed to being a more cheerful expression. "Oh there you are! I was wondering where you'd gotten to. I think it's time now for your final dance now. You've been keeping Ben waiting all night you know," she said, suddenly all business like. Final dance? I haven't even done any dancing yet and I don't really have any intention of starting. Craig thought to himself. Alice however dragged Diana by the arm and led to her where Ben was talking with another man who was dressed as Conan the Barbarian. Craig tried to resist, but he only succeeded in mis-stepping in Diana's heeled boots and propelling himself forward faster towards Alice's prey. "Diana has come for her dance now," Alice told Ben. He turned around and nodded his head to the side in surprise at the sudden intrusion. Diana just stood there shocked, mouth open, not knowing what to say. "Well I'd be delighted to accept and a fool to say no to such a beautiful woman," Ben replied. "Excuse me Grant," He said to his erstwhile male friend and held his arm out to lead Diana to the floor. I should have said something, and now it's too late. Craig admonished himself as Diana was forced to drape herself on Ben's arm. "I have to leave now but I'm sure that Ben will give you a lift home. I hope at the end you find peace," Alice announced. She hastily beat a retreat away from the couple. What the hell did she mean by that? Alice's behaviour was getting odder and odder. There was little time for Craig to dwell in these thoughts though, as Diana and Ben had reached the dance floor and Ben put his arm around her back. The music started, a really old waltz of some kind but Diana didn't have a clue where to put her hands and really didn't want to have to put them on Ben at all if she could help it. She just stood there. "You need to put your left hand on my shoulder and I'll hold your right. I'm sorry, I didn't realise that you didn't know how to dance," Ben said softly. Diana did as instructed and Ben whispered instructions in her ear as he led her in the dance. Even with five glasses of champagne in him, Craig found that he could follow the simple 1-2-3 instructions of the dance and soon it became semi-automatic in his mind. That is until he was so busy concentrating on the dance that he forgot that he was wearing high heeled boots, and Diana missed her step once again and fell straight into Ben's arms. "I'd say that you're really starting to fall for me," Ben told her as he stopped dancing and held her. Inwardly Craig groaned at the pun, but he tried his best to smile back. Then Ben pushed his mask up with his other hand and leaned in towards Diana, moving her mask out of the way as he did so. Oh shit! He's going to kiss me. Craig thought. Not only did Ben kiss Diana, but on the second kiss he added his tongue into Diana's mouth and rolled it around and scraped her teeth. Diana was helpless in his arm. Looking desperately to regain her footing and get out of the clinch as the other dancers passed them by. Eventually Ben removed his mouth from hers and set Diana back down on her heels. Craig's heels had been killing him for a while and though they started to hurt him again, he was relieved at being away from kissing another man. "I'm sorry I'm not very good at this," Diana apologised, hoping to end the dancing. "I don't know I think that you kiss just fine Diana, though I'd love another one to confirm my first opinion," Ben said with a smile which Diana could now fully see given his mask was now raised. That's not what I meant at all. Why do guys always twist things to be more sexual? I need to get out of this situation. Craig thought. "I meant that my feet are starting to hurt and my dancing is suffering," Diana said wearily. "I need another drink." "Your wish is my command my lady. I'll get you another glass of champagne," Ben the Vampire said with a florid bow. He led Diana to a vacant table just off the dance-floor where she sat down before he headed off to the bar. Now's my chance! Craig thought. As soon as Ben was out of view, Diana leapt to her feet and made her way carefully to the main doors leading out of the town hall. As she went though she was completely unaware of the three men who were following her, led by the broad shouldered version of the Joker who was wearing a 'V for Vendetta' mask. Diana began to take the town hall steps very carefully, anxious not to take another tumble as she looked for a taxi to take her home. She was only a third of the way down the steps when she felt a strong arm around her midriff and another clamped over her mouth so that she couldn't scream. "Diana Knight, what an absolute pleasure to meet you again," The posh voice said from behind her. She tried to struggle, but it was clear that the men holding her were far stronger than she was. "I hope you don't mind, but you're coming home with me there are some urgent things we need to discuss," the posh voice continued. Then Craig felt something hit Diana on the head and he lost consciousness. ************************************************************************* Craig awoke to a bucket of cold water being poured over Diana's head. Diana found that she couldn't move. Her arms were tightly bound onto the arm of a chair. Her legs were splayed apart and were tied to the footrest of the unusual chair that she was in. As Craig came more to consciousness and opened Diana's eyes he noted in the dim light of the underground room that Diana was in that she was strapped into a device used for gynaecological examinations and she was wearing no underwear. In front of her was a rather large looking dildo connected to what looked like a drill. The rest of the room was dimly lit, but it looked a bit like Diana was in some kind of sex dungeon. There was some movement in the room, followed by footsteps going up some stairs. Shortly afterwards the footsteps came back, this time followed by another set. "Ah I see that you are awake now Diana. Well unfortunately for you, you have some very poor timing. I have a morning meeting I have to go to now, but I will be back in an hour. That is unless you tell me where you put the money that you stole from me now?" The man's face came into view. It was Henry Everheart. Morning meeting! He'd been unconscious all night. "I don't know what you are talking about," Diana replied. This was the truth, since Craig didn't know anything about any stolen money. Technically he did know that Diana had a lot of money, but Craig wasn't going to confess that. "I somehow knew that you'd be difficult. It was quite by chance that my 'wife' spotted you tonight." Henry Everheart used his fingers to represent quotation marks around the word wife. Craig had no idea why Henry had done that, which given all the strange things that had happened to him since he'd donned this damned suit, was becoming a more and more the norm. "When I saw your dick coming out of your pussy I really fell for you Diana Knight or whatever your name really is. In the past I couldn't resist a sissy boy. However I let my love of sissy boys cloud my judgement with you. I won't make that mistake again." What the hell was he talking about? Had the fake Diana that he'd replaced screwed over this guy? Was Diana under the Alice mask really just another man in a realistic bodysuit? What the hell was going on? "So I'm going to leave you in some exquisite pleasure whilst I finish my meeting. You might think that being fucked by an automated dildo is going to be a nice experience for you. I know that you can really feel it in there. Don't get me wrong it will be pleasurable for the first 5 or 10 minutes. But after an hour or two you will soon find that you will be begging for it to stop and you will tell me everything." With that Henry Everheart switched on the machine, and the vibrating and spinning dildo began to slowly advance towards Diana's pussy. Henry and his henchman headed up the stairs leaving Diana alone to meet her fate. The vibrator started its slow descent towards Diana's snatch. Craig estimated that he only had a few minutes until it would bury itself within Diana's beautiful, realistic yet fake pussy. Oh crap! How the hell am I going to get out of this? Being screwed to death by a giant rotating and vibrating fake cock! For the first time in his life Craig prayed that there was someone up above watching over him. To be continued ........