This choice: "With all the appetites and needs, too." Hoshi tells you. • Go Back...Chapter #6"With all the appetites and needs, too." by: Mr. George   Shaking your head in refusal. "No." you gasp, "You... You can't." your desperation mounting and clear in your voice. "Can and will." your lawyer tells you.
"You'll be a magnificent woman, and kept occupied too." she assures you, "With all the appetites and needs that accompany such a lush body, too."
"No." you breathe.
"Oh, yes. You'll be a dutiful trophy wife, obedient and submissive, never again craving power over others, or anything more than the desire to serve and please. You'll crave his every command."
Your vision blurs as the tears flow. In that moment, you feel the prick of the syringe, and the chill rush as the nanites are injected. It's only as the needle is slid free, that you realise you're now doomed to a life of service and sexual slavery.
You start to shrink, dropping a several inches until you stand barely taller than your lawyer. However, with those lost inches, you can feel them elsewhere. Your legs and chest feel flabbier. As the nanites consume your clothes too, fresh, smooth feminine skin is revealed.
Your trousers get tighter as your ass expand, compensating for the reduced waist, keeping them in place. You feel your pelvis widen to girly proportions. Your trousers surrendering, and being consumed by the nanites. You see how wide, flowing and magnificent they look.
Your smart shirt is bulging alarmingly, the outline of an impressively, full and intimidating bust is impossible to hide. That too is consumed, a hint of a scarlet sequined bikini ensures your modesty.
However, it spreads downward, to form a short dress. It doesn't cover those lush thighs, and you jump as you feel the thong back disappear between your expansive ass cheeks. Hell! The mane of blonde covers your back and ass, when no material does!
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"Ah, yes. You'll be popular with your husband." The lawyer mocks. The horror at your phyique clear in her eyes, the relief too, at her own modest figure and clothes.
"Now the finishing touches." She says.
In moments, a sharp pain spears through your mouth. Jutting your tongue out, you see the permanent tongue piercing there.
"Pwease..." you beg, unsure what else to say. Hating how girly, breathy, your lisp makes you sound like a bimbo.
Hoshi Tanaka seems to guess what you're thinking. "You'll not have to speak much." she tells you, "I doubt anyone will want to hear anything you say." She smirks, "It's more what goes in, than what comes out that matters now." she cruelly twists the knife. "No longer the powerful and intimidating William Conners, now you're Billi, Billi-Jean."
As she finished taunting you, your lips bloat even riper making speech even harder.
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They doom you to being seen only as a sex toy, a living, breathing one, but absolutely limited and defined by this new body you possess.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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