Jeff mentally stepped into deep stupidity as if it were a warm bath. He giggled with happiness as he felt intelligence draining from his mind. Years of education vanished. The burden of thought was lifted from him like a heavy weight. She giggled again as she realized that she could no longer tell that the funny little squiggles everywhere were meant to be words. Her vocabulary was rapidly shrinking anyway. No responsibilities, no need to make choices or plans or to excel, just a comforting, all-enveloping haze of lust and submissiveness.
And she did know that her new female body was going to attract people who wanted to use it sexually. She took pride in her tits and ass.
The newest "French" (she wouldn't really understand a word of French) maid began dusting with a look of bovine contentment on her placid, vacant face. In some obscure corner of her dimmed mind, she knew that her greatest need--to be taken and gratified--would soon be fulfilled.
She heard steps behind her, felt her uniform being taken up, her panties ripped. . .