“Feminisation.” Anna declared, a ripple of laughter filled the room, Anna now on the receiving end. “I want you to turn into a woman. What, no, really girls, lets turn him into one of us.”
“I wanna fucking OWN him.” Layla chimed. “Turning him into just like, a woman, thats the kind of shit we did…”
“Not just a woman Lay-luh. Not just a woman.” Anna kneeled behind me, holding me up, while I just knelt there, glowing red. I knew better than to interrupt this lesser evil, but my mind was racing. “She will be our maid. Or maybe we could prostitute her. Whenever we feminised people in the past we always wiped their minds, but that made it easy. Not suffering! How about we keep his mind intact, turn him into a slut? Make him cock hungry.”
My heart sunk again, but I tried to maintain eye contact with Layla. I could see it in her eyes, that need in her, in the way she looked at me, like I wasn’t even human to her. Normally that freckled face sported the kind of artificial smile that makes her a burden to be around, but now, all that was left was the honest truth. She saw herself as above me, and turning me into a woman might only make that worse.
“Fine!” Layla said. “But the next one we are straight-up eating.”