Fully transformed by his sadistic captor, Kitten struggles to fight against the conditioning that's turned him into a buxom, swishy bimbo. But is he (now she) just fooling herself with dreams of escape?
Excerpt: . I picked myself up from the bed and walked calmly to the bathroom where I began to draw a bath in the large claw-foot tub. I peeled the sweat-soaked lace dress off of my body and slid into the tub, sighing in relief. My vagina still ached dully. I wished that for just one second I could escape the fact of what she had done to me but no matter where I looked I saw the proof of her work - strands of platinum blonde draped over my shoulders past the plump mounds of my breasts, and the arms that grasped the sides of the tub were long and smooth and pale, and ended in long french tipped nails. Every single damn part of me was molded and changed by her touch.
And I couldn't deny it any longer; I was starting to like it. Hers was the only kind touch I had felt since I had come here, and something in her presence just made it natural to please her. Deep down I wanted to be her girl, just like she had planned. Another reason to leave now, while I still could. I scrubbed myself quickly and emerged from the tub onto the balls of my feet. Then I dried myself and swished hurriedly to the closet.
Lost in the Mirror (Her Plaything Book 2)
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