Matt didn’t specify anything about the transformation: all he did was click “Vagina” and left everything else at random. And why wouldn’t he? If he wanted to be truly submissive, truly owned and used, then he couldn’t set conditions on it. He just had to see what would happen.
What happened after he clicked surprised him. He thought he’d slowly transform into a vagina and see himself be transported to the body of some woman. Instead, in a matter of seconds he felt his body compress inwards. He had one chance to look down at himself, and he saw that his body was becoming small, gray, and formless. Before he could think more about it, his head fell into the shapeless void, and he blacked out.
Matt awoke in darkness. He wasn’t confused in the slightest, though, as the first thing he noticed was the unmistakeable scent of pussy. So it worked: Matt was a vagina now, for an indeterminate amount of time. He felt his vulva like two thick arms pushed up against his torso, his clitoris where his head used to be, and the vagina opening up through and behind him. He couldn’t feel any hairs, so it seemed like this woman was clean-shaven. This was so cool.
Suddenly everything moved, and everything lit up. Matt saw a bed and a hardwood floor below him, and he realized he had been under the covers. Apparently he woke up when his owner did. The giant woman, who Matt couldn’t make out from his vantage point, walked over to a closet and opened it up to pick out her clothes for the day.
Suddenly he heard a female voice from behind him. “So Kyrsten, please tell me you’ll be free for some more fun tonight.”
The response came from high above Matt, but he also felt the vibrations of her voice going through him. “Come on,” said Kyrsten, “you know I have that fundraiser tonight with the pharmaceuticals.”
Kyrsten turned as she spoke. Although Matt couldn’t make out what the other woman looked like, he noticed that he was now facing a full-length mirror on the back of the closet door. Now finally able to make out his owner, he saw that Kyrsten was an older woman, around her mid to late 40s, with straight blonde hair and a very pretty face. Matt noticed she had a full chest and a toned body as well, as if she were an avid runner or swimmer. She was gorgeous for her age, or frankly any age.
“Come on,” said the other woman. “I want to have some fun.”
Not one, but two hot women? Matt figured he could make this work.