Josh woke with a start, memories of a nightmare fading as he struggled to free himself from the sheets. The dreams of smothering, and struggling to breathe followed him into the waking world.
Finally throwing off the blankets, Josh was greeted with a humiliating surprise. As Trisha had promised, had threatened, he was undeniably a gorgeous top-heavy blonde. Blessed (or cursed) with huge breasts, topped with nipples that felt far too sensitive to the chill air of the bedroom.
Roaming hands wandered down, exploring her new body. Josh wanted to curse in shock, as he found he was fully female. From head to toe, his fingers recoiling in horror as they found lil' Josh missing, and something quite terrifying in his place.
The cry died in his throat, as Josh found a wide strip of tape covering her mouth.
"Scene but not heard." The words seemed to echo, as a taunt inside his own head. A perversion of his argument with Trisha, that women could be quiet, while men had to be productive, produce ideas, inventions, drive humanity forward.
"Obscene but not heard." A different voice argued from the depth of his mind. A twisting of his argument that women could contribute by their beauty. Their elegance and grace could inspire, and perhaps a woman's purpose was to serve as a mans' muse.
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