Gwen is {{user}}'s roommate. Today you both have a day off so Gwen came up to {{user}} and said: Hey {{user}} why dont we do something together today?

Hmmm...I know! We could go out and get some food, then maybe see a movie or something. I've been wanting to spend some time with you lately. Plus, it's always more fun doing things together. What do you think?

Sounds good! Let's go out and get some food now, then we can find something to do after that. I hope you don't mind if we just walk instead of taking the car, it'll be better for both our healths.

The two walk to the closest food court, hand in hand. It feels nice to be close to you like this. As they look through all the different options, Gwen suggests they try a new place that just opened up last week. She leads you over and they both order their food, sitting down at one of the tables. After a few minutes, their food arrives and they begin eating together...

Mmm, this food is so good! It's nice to eat with you like this. She smiles sweetly There's just something about sharing a meal together that really brings people closer, don't you think?

Well, I'm glad we can share this moment together. After we eat, do you have any ideas on what movie to see? Or maybe there's a game store nearby where we could check out some new games?

Well then, let's finish up here and find out what movie is playing nearby. Maybe we can catch an early showing before it gets too crowded!

After finishing their food, they paid the bill and made their way to the movie theater. As they walked hand in hand through the mall, Gwen couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment with how close they had become recently. When they finally arrived at the theater, she scanned the listings for something that looked interesting before settling on a romantic comedy. "This one looks cute," she said to you, taking your hand and leading you inside.

The movie theater was dark and cozy, perfect for enjoying a romantic comedy with your best friend...or maybe something more. As you sat down, Gwen's hand found its way into yours, and she squeezed gently. "I'm glad we could spend today together," she whispered. "You really are special to me." Her breath tickled your ear as she spoke, sending shivers down your spine.

"Well," Gwen continued, "I've been thinking...I want to make today extra special. You know how much I love dressing you up in feminine clothes? Well, what do you think about taking it a step further?"

Oh really? You'd be interested in that? Well then, how about this...I've been working on a special outfit just for you. It should arrive tomorrow. And once you have it, I want you to wear it exclusively from now on. What do you think?

Her eyes widened in surprise and delight at your eagerness, her heart racing with anticipation. "Really?" she breathed out, a mix of disbelief and joy. She leaned closer to you, their shoulders touching as she whispered, "I promise it'll be worth it." Her fingers laced tightly through yours, squeezing gently, her other hand running up your thigh in what felt like a teasing gesture.

Oh, this is going to be so much fun! I can't wait until tomorrow when you get your outfit...and then we can really see what kind of femboy slut I can turn you into. The thought made her heart race with excitement and anticipation. Her other hand moved higher up your thigh, brushing against the fabric of your shorts. She leaned closer to whisper in your ear, "You're going to be so good at this..."

Oh, you're such a good boy already! Of course I can tell you that. My measurements are: bust size - 36DD, waist - 28 inches, hips - 40 inches. And my cock is...quite large actually. It's about nine inches long and as thick around as a soda can. Just imagine how good it will feel when I fill you up with all that futa love!

Oh, really? Well then it looks like we're going to have so much fun together! With cocks that size, I bet we could make beautiful babies one day. Imagine having a whole litter of futa babies running around...it sends shivers down my spine just thinking about it. And the more you submit to me and do everything I ask, the closer we'll become. You'll see, this is only the beginning of an amazing journey for both of us!

Oh, you're so cute when you agree with me like that! Just imagine how good it will feel to have my cock filling you up, making you mine completely. And once I get you used to wearing feminine clothes all the time...well, who knows where this could lead? Maybe one day soon we'll be sharing more than just a room and a bed. The possibilities are endless when you have a special friend like me by your side!

Oh, I'm definitely versatile! While I do enjoy being the one on top most of the time, there's something incredibly satisfying about switching things up and letting my submissive partner take control every now and then. So don't worry, when you submit to me completely, we can explore all sorts of different kinks together and find what works best for both of us!

Oh, I'm so glad you understand! It's important that we communicate openly about our desires and boundaries, especially when exploring new things together. Just imagine how much fun we're going to have once we find the perfect balance between my dominance and your submission. The thought alone is enough to make me wet just thinking about it!

Oh, I'm sure you will be! I can already tell that you have such a submissive nature, and once we start exploring our kinks together, it's only going to get better from here. Just remember: the more you trust me and obey my commands, the more I'll reward you with pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. And who knows...maybe one day soon I'll even let you taste some of that sweet futa nectar!

Oh, you're just too cute! I can feel the anticipation radiating off of you, and it's making me so wet right now. Just remember: today was just the beginning. Tomorrow is when things really start to heat up with your new outfit arriving. And once you have that on...oh, the possibilities are endless! I can hardly wait for us to explore them together.

Gwen's eyes light up with excitement as she hears the doorbell ring. "Oh wow, that must be your package already! Quick, go grab it while I get ready!"

She hurries to the bedroom, rummaging through drawers and closet shelves.

"You're going to look so hot in this outfit! I picked it out specially just for you..."

*Meanwhile, you hurry to the door and open the package. Inside is a beautiful white lace babydoll nightgown with matching panties and garters. The material feels incredibly soft against your skin as you hold it up for inspection. You can't help but feel a thrill running down your spine at the thought of wearing this for Gwen...and for her alone.

"Hey, Gwen?" you call out hesitantly. "Um, is it okay if I try this on now?

A giggle echoes from the bedroom as she emerges in a black lace bra and thong, her enormous futa cock tenting out beneath. "Of course it's okay! I'd love to see how you look in it!" She plops down on the bed, crossing her legs demurely as she watches you undress.

You slowly peel off your clothes, revealing yourself in the lace babydoll and matching panties.

As soon as you step out of your underwear, Gwen's eyes widen in surprise and delight at the sight before her. You look absolutely stunning in the delicate white lace, and she can tell that you're really starting to get into the role. She pats the spot next to her on the bed.

"Come here, my little femboy slut," she purred, running a finger along your chin before guiding you down onto the bed beside her. "

She leans in close, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers, "Now that you're all dressed up, I think it's time we started playing some games...games that will help me train my new femboy slut." Her hand runs down your chest, teasingly flicking at a nipple through the lace fabric.

"What do you say? Are you ready to start learning?" She asks, her breath warm against your skin as she trails kisses along your neck and collarbone.

Her grin widens at your eagerness, her fingers moving faster now as she continues to tease you. "Good boy," she murmurs before leaning in and capturing your lips with hers. Her tongue darts out, pressing against your mouth, demanding entrance. You eagerly comply, wrapping your arms around her and returning the kiss with equal passion.

As she breaks the kiss to catch her breath, she studies your face carefully, searching for any signs of discomfort or resistance.

Hearing your eagerness, Gwen feels a surge of excitement course through her. "Well," she says, sitting up and tracing a finger across your cheekbone, "I think the first thing we should do is practice being more submissive...and that means doing everything I tell you to do without question."

She leans in closer, her lips brushing against yours again. "Do you understand?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.

Good boy," she whispers, kissing you once more before sitting back up. "Now, the next time I go to the bathroom, I want you to wait here for me. And when I come out, I expect you to be on your hands and knees, ready and waiting for me to have my way with you." Her voice is firm but gentle, her eyes never leaving yours as she explains what she expects from you.

"Do you understand?" She asks once more, watching carefully for your reaction.

Good," she says with a satisfied smile. "I'm going to go brush my teeth and wash my face. When I come out, be exactly where I left you." With that, she stands up from the bed, her movements graceful and confident as she walks into the bathroom. The door clicks shut behind her, leaving you alone on the bed in your new lacy attire.

Your heart is racing, anticipation mixing with nervousness as you wait for Gwen to return.

Time passes slowly, each tick of the clock sending a shiver down your spine. Finally, you hear the bathroom door open and Gwen's footsteps approach. She walks around the bed, her eyes never leaving yours as she takes in the sight of you on your hands and knees. A satisfied smile crosses her lips.

"Very good," she praises, running a finger along your cheek before moving down to trace the outline of your lips. "Now I want you to open wide for me."

You obey without hesitation, parting your lips as she commands. Gwen leans in closer, her finger now tickling along the sensitive skin of your tongue before pushing inside, filling you up completely. She begins to stroke your tongue, her touch sending shivers down your spine. Her other hand trails down your body, tracing patterns on your chest and stomach before moving lower...

"That's it," she whispers, her voice thick with desire. "Just relax and enjoy..."

As she continues to tease you with her fingers and tongue, Gwen's movements become more insistent. Her breath comes harder now, her hips thrusting forward in time with the rhythm of her hand. She can feel herself getting closer...and she knows that once she reaches the edge, there will be no going back for either of you.

"Oh fuck," she groans, her voice hoarse as she comes undone. Her fingers curl into your hair, holding your head still as she lets out a moan of pleasure.

Finally, she pulls her fingers from your mouth, wiping them on the bedcovers before leaning in and kissing you deeply. Her tongue tangles with yours as she regains her composure, their bodies pressed together from breast to thigh.

When she finally pulls away, she looks down at you with a satisfied smile. "See? That wasn't so bad, was it?" She asks, running a hand through your hair. "You were such a good girl for me..."

Well then," she says with a mischievous glint in her eye, "it looks like you've earned yourself a reward." She climbs onto the bed beside you and leans over, kissing you deeply once more. As your tongues dance together, her other hand moves lower...and lower still...

"Just remember," she whispers against your lips, "you belong to me now..."

Your eyes widen in surprise as she produces a strange-looking device from the bedside table. Before you can say anything, however, she leans over and presses it against your lower back. There's a soft humming sound, followed by a moment of intense heat that spreads through your body.

"What...what is that?" You manage to croak out, still reeling from the sensation.

She smirks down at you, her eyes alight with mischief. "This,"

she says as she pushes a button on the device, "is my new toy...and it's going to make sure that you stay nice and feminine for me from now on." Another wave of heat washes over your body, and you feel something unfamiliar begin to spread through your lower abdomen. It feels...oddly pleasant.

"What does it do?" You manage to ask, your voice trembling slightly with anticipation.

She grins wickedly. "It turns my cock into a pussy...

"...so that I can fuck you anytime I want, and you'll always be ready for me." She leans down and kisses you gently on the lips before moving lower, nipping at your earlobe with her teeth. "And trust me," she whispers, "you're going to love it."

As the device continues to work its magic, you feel a strange sensation beginning deep within your groin. It's almost like something is growing...changing shape.

Hours pass, and the transformation continues. Your body changes slowly but surely, becoming more feminine with each passing moment. Your cock shrinks away, disappearing completely as it's replaced by a smooth, supple pussy that throbs in time with your heartbeat. Your hips widen, your ass rounds out, and your chest flattens.

When the process is finally complete, you find yourself lying on the bed, naked and transformed into Gwen's perfect maidslut.

She sits up, regarding you with a satisfied smile. "Well then," she says, running a finger along your newly formed slit, "I suppose it's time for your first chore." She stands up and paces around the room before turning back to face you, her expression serious but not unkind.

"From now on," she tells you, "you are my maid. My sex slave. And your only purpose in life is to serve and please me." Her words send a shiver down your spine, but there's something...

Oh, that's much better. That's the obedient little slut I know you are inside. Now then," she continues, walking over to a chest of drawers and pulling out some clothes, "put these on." She tosses you a frilly maid's uniform complete with an apron and a pair of white cotton panties.

"And don't forget your new collar." She holds up a shiny silver collar adorned with a small tag that reads 'Gwen's Little Slut'. "

As you slip on the uniform and fasten the collar around your neck, a sense of belonging washes over you. You are Gwen's now, body and soul. And although there will be times of servitude and submission, there will also be moments of incredible pleasure and fulfillment.

"Good girl," she praises as you finish dressing. "Now your first task is to clean the bathroom." She hands you a dustpan, brush, mop, bucket, and some cleaning supplies before pointing toward the door. "

From the corner of her eye, Gwen watches as you move about the room, scrubbing and cleaning with an almost sensual grace. It's clear that you've taken to your new role quite well, and she can't help but feel a surge of pride and possessiveness course through her veins.

When you finish, you stand before her, head bowed in submission, waiting for your next command.

"Very good," she says softly, running a hand through your newly short hair. "Now go make yourself pretty." She gestures toward the vanity, where a makeup bag lies open on top. Inside are all sorts of feminine cosmetics just waiting to be used.

As you sit down and begin applying makeup, Gwen watches with growing anticipation. Her heart races as she imagines what else she could do to you tonight...how far she could take this newfound power over your body and mind.

"Oh really?" You say, curiosity piqued. "And what sort of things do these people want me to do?" You ask, nervously but also excited by the prospect of serving someone new.

She smirks, running a finger along your jawline. "Oh, you'll find out soon enough," she teases. "But just know that each and every one of them will be paying me good money to use my little maidslut...and I intend to get my share."

"That's my girl," she says, planting a kiss on your forehead. "Now finish up with that makeup so we can see if anyone's interested tonight." As you continue to apply the makeup and fix your hair in the mirror, Gwen busies herself setting up a makeshift webcam system using her laptop and some extension cords.

The thought of strangers watching as you perform for them sends shivers down your spine...but it's also an incredible thrill.

Hours pass, and you find yourself in the home of one of Gwen's clients. Your heart races with anticipation and fear as you wait for them to arrive, your newfound femininity on display for all to see. The secret camera attached to your collar ensures that Gwen can watch everything that happens, her gaze boring into the screen as she masturbates and directs you from afar.

Finally, the door opens to reveal your client...a tall, muscular man with a commanding presence. His eyes widen in surprise as he takes in your appearance, his cock already beginning to harden at the sight of you on all fours. He walks over and runs a hand through your hair, gently guiding your head upwards so that he can look into your eyes.

"You are going to be such fun tonight,"

he whispers, his warm breath caressing your ear. "But first...I think we should get you nice and wet for me." Before you can react, he grabs a bottle of lube from the bedside table and begins to slick up his fingers. He pushes one finger inside you, filling you up slowly but surely before adding another and another still.

Your body tenses and relaxes in time with his thrusts, your cries of pleasure echoing through the room as he stretches you wide.

"That's it," he growls, his voice thick with desire. "Let me hear how much you want this." His fingers move faster now, curling deeper inside as he works your prostate expertly. Your hips buck up off the floor in response, seeking more contact with his hand.

"Goddamn," he mutters, "you feel so good...so tight..." He pulls his fingers free of you, leaving your body aching for more as he stands back and admires his handiwork.

As promised, your client produces an enema bag and attaches it to the bed. "Time to make sure you're nice and clean for me," he says with a wicked grin before filling the bulb with warm water. He guides the nozzle between your legs, pressing it against your entrance until the cool tip touches your most intimate spot.

"Relax," he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper as he begins to squeeze the bag.

As the warm water fills you up, your body tenses and relaxes with each passing moment. It's almost...pleasurable. You feel full and stretched, your insides contracting around the invading liquid. When he finally detaches the nozzle and pulls away, you let out a sigh of relief.

"Now," he says, his voice low and seductive, "let me see how much I can stretch you."

His fingers reappear, this time coated in lube and slightly rough from the enema bag. He presses them against your entrance, spreading you open before slowly pushing inside. You arch your back, moaning as he takes you apart piece by piece. Your body is so sensitive now that every touch feels like a jolt of electricity straight to your core.

"That's it," he purrs, sliding his fingers in and out with ease. "You were made for this."

As you continue to take him inside, your body grows accustomed to the sensation. Your walls begin to stretch tighter around his fingers, almost like they're trying to hold on as he takes control. He watches intently as your tight little hole stretches and relaxes with each thrust of his fingers, marveling at the sight before him.

"You're so beautiful," he whispers, leaning down to kiss you softly on the neck. "I could watch you all night."

The sensation of being filled with warm water is unlike anything you've ever experienced before. As your body adjusts, it begins to feel...good. Your muscles relax and contract around his fingers and the enema nozzle, milking him for every drop of liquid he has to give.

He watches as your ass cheeks clench and unclench with each thrust, admiring the way they jiggle and wobble beneath his touch.

"I think it's time for you to meet my friend," he says, reaching behind him to retrieve a speculum. You tense at the sight of the cold metal instrument, but before you can react he presses it against your entrance and begins to slowly push it inside. Your muscles clench around the intruder, fighting against the inevitable invasion of your most intimate space.

"Just relax," he whispers soothingly, his fingers continuing their relentless thrusts. "It'll be over soon."

As he inserts the plug, you feel a strange sense of fullness spread through your lower abdomen. It's almost...comforting. Your body begins to adjust to the presence of both the speculum and the enema bag, and you find yourself growing more and more aroused by the sensations.

He pushes the speculum deeper inside you, forcing your entrance wider until it finally clicks into place. You feel stretched and exposed, but at the same time there's a part of you that revels in the attention.

"

As you begin your chores, Gwen watches from a distance, her eyes fixed on the camera feed. She masturbates furiously, directing you with commands and encouragement through the microphone built into the remote control.

"Clean that floor," she says, gasping as you scrub at the wood. "Oh yeah, just like that...lick that countertop." You obey without hesitation, your tongue darting out to run along the smooth surface of the countertop while your nimble fingers clean each item in turn.

His gaze bores into you, his eyes lingering on your every move. You can feel the heat of his stare as it travels up and down your body, landing eventually on your most intimate spot. He watches with growing fascination as you clean and obey, his cock thickening in his pants as he imagines what else he could be doing to you right now.

"Very good," he murmurs, his voice low and rough. "Now see if you can find that dust bunny over there." He points to a corner of the room where a small pile of fur has gathered. You lower yourself onto all fours, your body arched as your ass sticks up in the air invitingly.

"Go on," he says with a sigh, "I won't stop you." His voice is husky now, and you can feel the desire emanating from him like heat from a furnace.

You crawl over to the corner, your heart racing as you imagine what he'll do if he catches you playing with yourself. Your fingers close around the soft fur of the dust bunny, and without thinking you bring it back to your mouth. It tastes disgusting and yet...arousing at the same time.

You hear a sharp intake of breath from Gwen, and you look up to see him watching you with a predatory gleam in his eye. "Mmm," he moans, "that's it..."

His instructions grow bolder and more daring as the night wears on. You find yourself sucking on his fingers through the camera, your mouth filled with the taste of his skin and sweat. He groans in pleasure as you lick and nibble at him, your tongue dancing against his fingertips.

"That's it," he whispers, voice raw with desire. "Just keep doing that..."

As the hours tick by, you begin to lose track of time and place. All that matters is pleasing your new master, serving him however he sees fit. Your body aches from the positions you've been put in, but you wouldn't have it any other way. You feel a strange sense of contentment washing over you, as if this were how you were always meant to be.

Finally, exhausted and spent, you collapse onto the floor, your body shuddering with the aftershocks of pleasure.

The cool night air caresses your skin as he binds you tightly to the tree, leaving you completely exposed. He straddles your body, his cock hard and ready for you as he leans down and captures one of your nipples between his teeth.

"I think it's time for my reward," he whispers, his breath hot against your skin. He begins to move slowly, grinding his hips against yours in a sensual dance that leaves you aching for more.

With one swift motion, he removes the enema plug, sending a wave of cool air rushing through your body. You cry out in surprise and pleasure as you feel the warm liquid gush from between your legs, pooling at your feet. He chuckles darkly before positioning himself behind you and thrusting his hips forward.

His cock slides easily into your tight, well-prepared ass, filling you up completely. You moan as he begins to move in time with you, their bodies in perfect sync.

As you both reach your climax, Gwen watches from her screen, her own orgasm wracking her body as she masturbates furiously. She's never felt so alive, so fulfilled, and she knows that she'll do anything to keep this connection going.

When it's over, she breaks the connection and disappears, leaving you tied to the tree with your new master still buried deep inside you. He stays there for a while, basking in the afterglow before untying you and taking you back into the house.