This choice: You head off to your home, it's the furthest but safest. • Go Back...Chapter #7You head off to your home, it's the safest. by: Mr. George   Thinking of the risks of being in this body, and turning up at one of your enterprises, a shudder runs down your spine. Snatching up an abandoned cloak, you cover your bikini clad body as best you can. It does nothing to disguise the width of your hips, or the fullness of your ass. Nor does it minimise the bounce of your bust.
You'll have to walk from the centre of town, to your estate on the edge. It's quite a distance, but you'll be heading more upmarket with each step, and leaving this grimy, worn out industrial section behind with every pace.
Your original mass has ensured that your body is the curviest that the nanites could deliver, putting even your nurses in the shade. It's a sad jealousy that looks the nurses over envying their subtler curves against your own.
It's a walk of a few miles to reach your home, but at least you know the code for the entrance. It's also a relief that the security is more for your amusement than anything. The electronic systems perform the vast majority of the work, with only a few bimbos as a staff. Most of their work involves giving a spanking to those commiting some minor infraction of etiquette. They serve to keep your docile, obedient staff in line, and on the property. Many serve little real purpose, beyond being eye candy to delight you, and frustrate those that hoped to be more.
The nanite work to enhance their submission, and use any past life experiences as a taunt to punish them further. Some were already women, just too mouthy, too defiant, and unfamiliar to their proper place. Others were failures of men, and had to learn their new and right place, at your feet.
You begin the long walk, and quickly find your new pelvis and wider hips forcing you to take a more feminine gait. You walk with a bounce and sway, your rump bouncing (less than) delightfully to the natural rhythm. Keeping your anger and frustration as a low, simmering heat. You don't want to risk letting strong emotions grip you. Those same nanites keeping your staff docile flow through your veins now. But, you should have enough time to reach the reversal nanites, and purge these ones from your system.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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