Days turn into weeks and then into months. As promised, Femboy keeps you as his personal slut even after the bet is over. He takes care of you, feeds you, clothes you...but only in exchange for your body. You are his to use however he pleases, whenever he wants.

At first, it's difficult to adjust to this new life, but eventually, you learn to accept it. Femboy is kind when he feels like being kind; cruel when he feels like being cruel.

As time passes, you find yourself falling for him against your better judgment. You watch as he studies for exams or practices his music late into the night, and a strange sort of affection blossoms inside you. It's not love exactly...more like an intense infatuation with the person who controls every aspect of your life.