SWEET SEX SLAVES

By SUSAN SWEET

"Debbie, Honey, you are absolutely gorgeous! I never would have guessed that you would have turned out so beautifully! Now, you stay right here while I get ready for our date."

Joyce left the room and I went over to the mirror to look at my reflection again. I wondered why she wanted me to go on a date with me while I was dressed like this. She certainly was right about one thing, I was gorgeous!

It was most confusing.

If I hadn't known that the lovely girl in the pink cocktail dress was me, I would have been turned on! I looked like a very beautiful woman about to go out for a night of dancing and romance.

Joyce came back into the bedroom wearing a lovely dress of light blue silk. She had put up her hair and she looked stunning.

"You look really pretty for our date, Joyce." my little girl's voice sounded high and squeaky in my ears, "but you still haven't told me why you wanted me to look and sound like a girl today."

Joyce took me by the hand and led me over to the sofa in the living room where we both sat.

"For a long time now, I have wanted to take complete control of a man and show him just what it's like being a woman, by having him experience reality as a woman," she said. "When you lost the bet, you became my perfect subject. You're very pretty, Debbie. Your face and your hair are beautiful. Your body is petite and slender and the dress you are wearing looks positively delightful on you. Your voice is as sweet and feminine as can be and I couldn't be happier with the way you have turned out. After all our preparation, you are finally ready to experience the female side of things. as a woman when we go out on our date."

"Where are we going on our date?"

"I have no idea, Debbie, Dear," she said. "I'm sure that will be up to the men."

The Men? What Men?

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