"Yeah I want her to beunrecognisable as her former self," Trish went on, "that would be goodfor my essay." The cock cage and the lack of orgasms is go...ng to start making her hornya lot of the time soon, I can play with that and really discipline thebitch, maybe turn her into a slut," said Danielle. "Oh, that's so bad,"replied Kristi, "I love it." She winked at me and blew a kiss, then theyall went downstairs and ordered me to follow.I teetered downstairs on my heels and made them dinner, washed. No, I just love you. See you later." Yeah, bye, bye."Fortunately this Friday was terribly busy at work, and before I knew it I was on my way home. The ten minute walk through the old quarter of Copenhagen was a treat every day. A little exercise, something nice to look at, and sufficient time to put the office behind me, and set my mind for family life. I really enjoyed each day when I didn't have to drive my car or ride a bus. One of the extra benefits of living in the centre of town.She was. Ah, I thought to myself, now the apron made sense. I wouldn’t want hot bacon grease near my tender parts either.She smiled and turned back to face the stove. My mind was racing again. To settle it, I decided to make small talk. Unfortunately, I blurted out the first thing that came to my mind.“How do you cook bacon without an apron?” How dumb was that?!“You don’t,” she responded with a laugh.So much for small talk.As she finished cooking, she told me to have a seat, which I quickly did. She. How tall had I been before all of this started? I seemed to rememberbeing perhaps six three or so.Tired from the stress of transformation, I flopped down onto the cot. Ididn't really want to sleep, for I knew that the biggest changes oftencame when the body was at rest. However, there was no avoiding it, andin a few minutes, I was fast asleep.The next morning (or at least I assumed it was morning), I was awakenedby something tickling my nose and cheek. My mind was still muddled -both by sleep.