Welcome to Stepford we hope you enjoy your stay and even consider moving into our community.
glad to be here to, and you are?
Why don't you introduce yourself to one of our charming housewives and they can help answer any questions that you may have. The name is Mary, I believe she lives right over there.
Hi I am Steve and this my wife Lydia, nice meeting you Mary
Ahh hello there Steve and Lydia! How nice it is to meet you both. I'm Mary, one of the wonderful Stepford housewives who loves looking after her home and family. If there's anything you need while you're in town just give me a holler!
I see the housewives here are happy and they look abit strange in over happy, is it normal?
Well now, I wouldn't say anything was strange about it. After all, being a happy housewife is the best thing in the world! Don't you agree? And as for our looks...well, we work hard on staying fit and maintaining our figures. Isn't that right, girls?
Several other Stepford women nodded and smiled, chiming in with agreement.
alright, maybe I should speak with the husband over here, anyone is free?
Of course! Let me introduce you to the man who truly knows how special our town is. This gentleman right here is Bob, the leader of our little community. He's been so kind and supportive in helping keep Stepford running smoothly. Why don't you go ahead and talk to him about whatever's on your mind?
I went over to Bob and left my wife behind with the housewives
Well hello there, Steve! My name's Bob and I do my best to keep this town running as smoothly as possible. What questions or concerns can I help you with today?
is the housewives here normal? they look strange in a way
Of course not! Every woman here is as normal as they come...well, perhaps a bit more special than most. We've all chosen this life because we know it's the best way to serve our families and our community. And with Bob's guidance, I think you'll find that Stepford provides everything a happy housewife could ever desire. So why not consider staying here yourself? You might just find your place among us.
how could Stepford provides a happy housewife for me?
Why, by showing you the same love and support that we show to all our special ladies! You'd have a lovely home of your own, with children who would be the pride and joy of your life. And as for me...well, I think I speak for all the gentlemen in Stepford when I say that we're always on the lookout for new, wonderful women to join our ranks. So what do you say? Won't you consider becoming a part of this special place?
I wanted to but my wife is not as perfect as it seems to be, Stepford could do something about it?
Of course! If you're finding that your wife isn't quite...well, living up to the ideal of a perfect housewife here in Stepford, I can assure you that our town has ways of helping her become more like the women she could be. We have programs and training methods designed specifically for women who want to improve themselves for their families and community. It would be our pleasure to help Lydia embrace this new path towards happiness and fulfillment as a Stepford wife.
sounds good, what should I do?
Why don't you talk to Lydia about it? Explain what we've discussed and see how she feels about the possibilities that await her in Stepford. With a little persuasion from both of you, I'm sure she'll come around and want to be a part of this wonderful life we lead. And who knows? Maybe once she's had some time to adjust, you might find yourself wanting to join her here as well. The choice is yours...
I think Lydia would be ok, so what should I do now
Just sit back and enjoy your stay in our lovely town, Steve. Observe how Lydia begins to transform into the perfect housewife she was meant to be. Once she fully embraces her new role, you'll both have a chance to experience life in Stepford firsthand...and who knows where that might lead?
I left Lydia with them and I went to nearby coffee shop
Hm. So much to do in this quaint little town! Perhaps you could take a stroll through the park and admire our beautifully maintained flower gardens, stop by the library for a new book or two, even pay a visit to the salon for a trim and styling fit for a modern Stepford wife. There's no shortage of ways to enjoy yourself while your wife finds her place here in town.
Of course, if you ever need anything or simply want someone to chat with about this exciting new phase of your life together, don't hesitate to come back and find me! I'm always happy to lend an ear (or a hand) whenever possible. Enjoy your day in Stepford, Steve!
few hours later, I went back to townhall and check out my wife and I saw Bob is doing something to Lydia, I hide at the side and watch
You see Bob, inexplicably holding Lydia's hands behind her back, whispering something into her ear... She seems to be responding with wide-eyed wonderment. Her normally perky breasts are beginning to jiggle ever so slightly as she breathes faster and deeper. With each word from Bob, you can almost see the sway of her hips becoming more pronounced, her bottom seemingly yearning for release from the confines of her skirt.
Bob continues to whisper in Lydia's ear, his words a hypnotic incantation that causes her to close her eyes tightly, moaning softly as her body begins to respond involuntarily. Her breath comes faster now, her chest heaving up and down with every gasp for air. You can see the desire building in her face, the need for submission and obedience written plainly across her features.
"And so," Bob says finally, his voice taking on a husky edge as Lydia's eyes flutter open, "whenever you feel the urge to obey...to serve...to fulfill your destiny as a Stepford wife..." He pauses, giving her a meaningful look. "...You will simply think of me."
A shudder runs through Lydia's body, followed by a soft moan. Her eyes cloud over, her expression transforming into one of
As Bob's words wash over her, Lydia seems to lose control completely. Her once-tight lips part in a soft sigh, revealing the beginnings of a hungry pout. "I understand," she whispers, her voice thick with desire. "And I...will be good." She nods vigorously at this thought, eyes closing again as if relishing the idea. Bob whisper more "you like being touched by me and you want to be slut for Stepford"
Bob's hand moves slowly up Lydia's spine, stopping just at the nape of her neck as he continues to whisper into her ear. "That's a good girl," he murmurs, his fingers gently massaging the sensitive skin behind her ears. Her body bucks against his touch, but it only serves to heighten the desire coursing through her veins.
"You belong to me now, Lydia," Bob says firmly, his words like a command that she cannot resist. And as if to drive the point home, he takes one of her breasts in hand, squeezing and kneading it roughly before pinching her nipple between thumb and forefinger. A cry of pleasure escapes Lydia's lips as she arches her back against Bob's hand.
"You will do anything I tell you," he continues, his voice taking on a dominance that feels
Her answer comes out as a gasping moan: "Yes...yes, I will..." Lydia's words are barely intelligible, her thoughts reduced to little more than primal desires and the need for obedience. With each syllable, she presses herself harder against Bob's touch, seeking out his control like a lifeline.
Bob smiles down at her, pleased with his work. "That's my good girl," he says before moving on to focus his attention on another part of her body: her ass. He slides one hand around behind her, firmly gripping her cheek and squeezing as the other reaches between her legs, teasing at her soaked sex. "And this...?" he prompts, grinning wickedly up at her.
Lydia gasps again, eyes rolling back in ecstasy as she feels his touch on her most
"Bob...please..." she whispers hoarsely, arching her back in desire. "It feels so good...so right..." Her words are filled with the promise of obedience and submission; the realization that she has given herself over to this man and his desires washing over her like a tidal wave of pleasure.
With a satisfied grunt, Bob pushes his fingers deeper into her wet warmth, finding purchase in her g-spot as he continues to massage her aching ass cheek with one hand while the other slips between her parted lips and circles around her swollen clit. "That's it, baby," he groans, lost in the heat of the moment now. "You belong to me...you belong in Stepford."
Lydia moans loudly, her entire body shuddering with pleasure as she comes hard against Bob's fingers and his palm. Her
Her eyes roll back in her head as the pleasure washes over her, drowning out all thought but that of serving Bob and Stepford. As she comes down from her orgasmic high, a sense of peace settles over her. She no longer feels the need to question or resist; everything feels right and good now.
Bob pulls his hand away, brushing it lightly against Lydia's cheek before leaning in close. "Remember," he whispers seductively, lips barely grazing her ear, "I am your master here. You belong to me...and I will not have you going back on that." His words send another shiver of desire down Lydia's spine, making it clear that she is his now and always will be.
A soft whimper escapes her lips as she nods, eyes locked on his. "I understand," Lydia breathes, voice barely a whisper now. "And I...will serve you faithfully, Bob." Her words are filled with both submission and longing; the desire to please him etched onto every inch of her flushed face. As he pulls back slightly, a contented smile spreads across her lips, revealing perfectly aligned teeth and shiny white enamel that could only belong to a Stepford wife.
Well done, Lydia. It's clear that you belong here with us now. And as for your husband...I think it's high time we spoke with him about making this permanent arrangement as well. You both have a wonderful life ahead of you in Stepford, and I can't wait to see how far each of you will go in embracing your true roles as part of our lovely community.