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Husbands Humiliation
Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster
It was now or never. The rest of my life came down to the next few minutes. If I failed, I would take any punishment she gave me and I would accept it. I loaded up a hypodermic needle with the mind control d**g according to the dosage on the back and headed downstairs. Mistress sat on the couch reading a magazine. She wore her silverish business suit with the slacks and black flats. Nervously I picked up my duster, hiding the needle in my apron. I moved over to the corner and pushed on the television cabinet. I took a breath. It was time. "Mistress, could you please help me move the television? It's too heavy for me." She looked up at me and let out a slight laugh. She rose to her feet and came to where I stood. As she bent over to get a good grip on the television, I rammed the needle into her rear. She shot up and turned around. Then her eyes glazed over. I had her now. Now where was Missy! As I sat in my office looking out the window, Missy my secretary buzzed me that Alees Smith was here to see me. Her husband was next to be transformed. Missy showed her in and we shook hands. We both watched Missy wobble off in her four inch heels and miniskirt. I saw her little penis sticking up beneath her suede skirt, a pale imitation of the one I'd sucked on. "Hi Alees, how are you?" "I'm fine honey." We met in the middle of room and kissed each other on the cheeks. "I got the bank check for you. When can you start on Jimmy?" "We can start ... tomorrow. Let me go over some details with you." I walked over to my desk. Alees watched my shapely rear - my true sex was no secret to these women - Alees touched my breasts and my penis that night at the restaurant. I felt her eyes follow my long skirt down my sexy legs to my sling back two inch pumps. I dressed like a professional now, not a hooker. "Are your breasts still growing?" "No, they stopped." "Can I ask how big they became?" I removed my jacket so that she could see them through my white silky blouse. "I wear a C-cup, but that's a little bit too big for me." I picked up the thick book and walked over to the couch where Alees sat. I sat down next to her, smoothing my skirt out with my well-manicured hand. "I just want to go over the choices we have for you." I flipped through the pages of transformed men. "Since we stopped using the mind d**gs, it will take longer to get the best results. But as you can see, the results are much more natural." Alees placed her hand on my arm and giggled. "I'm so glad you took over from Stephanie. She seemed so cold and full of hate those last few days. That's why I waited so long to do this. I love my Jimmy, I just want him brought down a notch. I didn't want him made into some mindless ultra- feminine sex toy like Stephanie did to Jack and Jerry. I mean, I guess their wives wanted that, but I didn't want that for Jimmy." "I understand dear. Can I get you some coffee?" As ...