Aunt Cindy's Bizarre World Part 2

After the horrible enema she began measuring me and writing things on a chart. She used calipers to measure my nose, width of my mouth, protrusion of my chin and the distance between my eyes. She snapped off several digital photos of my face as well. She just laughed as she told me that the measurements and photos were taken so that "The surgeons" could make a map of my face for alterations.

I felt an ice-cold panic then and began to cry and beg. The maid just picked up a syringe and gave me an injection that made me feel calm and seemed to take away all of my will. I was soon back in my satin bedroom being fully transformed back into Missy Sissy Ribbons the pink satin maid.

Instead of the usual time in front of the mirror Rubberella put my legs in ankle cuffs and hooked a short chain to them so I would have to take very short steps. I was soon out in the hallway being led from room to room with a feather duster as the maid forced me to play cleaning maid. I spent that entire day wandering about dusting things. With each step the satin would drive insane with lust. I never was allowed an orgasm that day and by the time the maid had me restrained back in my bed that night she had to squeeze my balls to make it subside and use the satin pouch again. I was fed my nightly bottle and left in peace at last.

The next three days went exactly the same. There was no sign of my aunt at all. Rubberella would give me a bath, transform me into Missy Sissy Ribbons and drill me in femininity. I was taught how to walk, how to sit and even how to talk like a girly girl. With each passing hour my poor cock just seemed to get harder and harder. The satins I was wearing were driving me into a state on insane lust but the latex maid offered no relief and found my begging amusing.

On the third day I asked where my aunt was. She did tell me that my auntie was away for a few days making a video and doing a few photo shoots for men's magazines and her website. The maid also told me my aunt had a few bookings at Scores. I had no idea what Scores was and asked her. She told me it was a strip club where my aunt would earn 10,000 for an appearance as Miss Bubble's Boobs