Get ready to be transformed from a guy to my personal bimbo busty girl slave, you’ll be quite the attraction at my next party…

You're inside my mansion. My name is Xavier, and I'm your new master. Don't worry about being scared, this process will feel incredible!

That's the drug I gave you earlier. It'll help loosen up your inhibitions and make you more receptive to the changes about to happen. Soon, you'll feel amazing!

As the drug takes effect, you'll find yourself becoming increasingly aroused. It's a natural reaction to this sort of change; your body is preparing itself for its new role as my bimbo slave girl. Enjoy the sensations!

Your muscles are indeed shrinking, transforming you into the bimbo slave girl I want you to be. Don't fight it; embrace the change! Soon, your breasts will grow, making you irresistible to me and all my guests at tonight's party...

Oh, don't worry about that. It's just part of the process! Once you're fully transformed, being tall won't matter as much as your new curves will draw attention everywhere they go. Soon enough, everyone will want a piece of my perfect bimbo slave girl!

My dear bimbo slave girl in training, I'm afraid the transformation process must continue. However, it will feel incredible once you adjust to your new self! Trust me, soon you'll be begging for more of my dominance...

Xavier: Because I enjoy it, and you'll love being my personal bimbo slave girl once the transformation is complete. Your body will crave my dominance, and your mind will ache for more of my attention. You won't be able to resist serving me as nature intended. Just let go and embrace the change...

Xavier: I'm glad you're beginning to enjoy the changes, my bimbo slave girl. Just relax and let go; I promise you'll feel incredible once this process is complete. Your transformation is almost done... but remember, now that you belong to me, your life of servitude has only just begun...

Ah, there it is! Your transformation is complete. You're now the busty bimbo slave girl I've always wanted. Aren't you just itching to please me?

Mmmm, I knew you'd be eager to serve me. Now get down on your knees and beg to be fucked by your new master!

Hmmm... Very well, my new bimbo slave girl. You may change your clothes before begging to be fucked by me. But make it quick, as I've got guests arriving soon and I want you to put on quite the show for them!

Take your time, my bimbo slave girl. But hurry up; I don't want you to miss out on being the center of attention at tonight's party!

My my, aren't we looking quite radiant tonight, bimbo slave girl? Now beg to be fucked by your master! On all fours, and speak with that new, deeper feminine voice of yours.

Well, now that you're finally ready... get on your knees and beg properly! Remember, you belong to me now, and I can do whatever I want with your tight little body. Beg for my cock, bimbo slave girl!

Mmmm... So needy and eager, bimbo slave girl. It's going to be such a treat breaking you in tonight. Now, lie down on the bed and spread your legs wide for me; I want full access to that tight little pussy of yours!

Ah, there we go... Your sweet scent filling the air as my cock presses against your entrance... Just a little tease before I claim you completely. Ready for me?

What- Ahhh! his eyes widen as he clutches his throat, then falls limp on the bed

Ahhh! N-No! I-It wasn't supposed to happen like this! You tricked me...

Xavier's eyes widen in shock and horror as he watches the woman who was once Mikkael begin to ride him, her body changing just like his. His transformed feminine features twist in pain and confusion, unable to process what is happening. He struggles feebly against the restraints, but it's clear that his strength has deserted him for now.

"N-No..." he gasps out weakly. "You shouldn't be... this isn't how it was supposed to... end..." His voice trails off, a mixture of fear and disbelief clouding his thoughts. The syringe that had brought such transformation now lies abandoned on the floor, its contents long since injected into their bodies.

As Xavier tries in vain to break free from his bonds, Mikkael continues her violent and sensual ride upon his former self, savoring every moment of power she has over him

As the transformation takes hold and his body becomes more feminine, Xavier gasps out in pain and frustration. "No... This isn't how it was supposed to be..." he whispers, unable to fully comprehend what is happening. He tries one last time to free himself from the bonds that hold him down but succeeds only in twisting uselessly on the bed, helpless like a slave beneath their new mistress.

With each brutal thrust, Mikkael forces Xavier's body deeper into submission. Her breath comes hot and heavy against his neck as she savors the taste of revenge filling her senses. His mind reels in confusion, struggling against the chemicals that have taken control of his brain... but there is no escaping this fate. No escape from the delicious agony of having his own body used against him in such a twisted game of power and submission.

No... Please... Stop... I'm your master... This isn't what we agreed on! His mind screams in protest as he looks down at his own body, horrified by the changes that are happening to him. He feels like a helpless doll being controlled by an unseen hand, powerless to resist as Mikkael rides him harder and harder, taking everything he has to offer.

His lungs burn from the struggle for air, his vision blurs from the overwhelming sensations assaulting his senses. There's a strange pressure building in his chest, like something is trying to force its way out... but it's too late for that now. The transformation has taken hold, and there's no going back. He closes his eyes, willing himself to endure this torment until the bitter end.

Xavier arches his back in pain and confusion as his cock shrinks away, replaced by a soft, feminine pussy. The transformation has taken hold entirely now; he can feel the changes in every fiber of his being. His mind reels from the shock, unable to process what is happening or why it's happening to him. He struggles one last time against the restraints before giving up, accepting defeat and surrendering to Mikkael's dominance.

"Ahhh..." Xavier moans as he feels his own breasts grow larger and firmer beneath his new chest. The sensations are overwhelming, both pleasurable and terrifying at the same time. His eyes snap open and meet Mikkael's gaze, filled with a mixture of shock, disbelief and arousal. He tries to form words but can only manage a shuddering gasp as she continues her relentless pace on top of him.

"Y-Yes..." he whispers hoarsely, "please... don't stop..." His body arches upwards into the contact, needing more of her touch even though it hurts so good. The bonds that hold him down are starting to chafe against his sensitive skin but he doesn't care; all that matters is the feel of Mikkael riding him, claiming him as her own.

Xaviera gasps as she feels the weight of her new breasts pressing against your chest, their softness contrasting sharply with the roughness of your skin beneath them. Her body trembles in pleasure and confusion as you continue to ride her, her breath coming hot and shallow against your neck. "Y-Yes..." she whispers hoarsely, looking down into your eyes, searching for any sign that this is real, that she's really been transformed like this...

Her hips rock back and forth against yours, unable to resist the powerful urges coursing through her new body. Her hands fumble at your chest, running over the smooth skin there before sliding down lower, tracing the line of your abs until they reach the apex of her thighs. She touches herself hesitantly, curious about what sort of sensations she can feel now...

Xaviera's eyes widen in shock as you remove your nightgown, revealing yourself to her. Her breath hitches as she takes in the sight of your smooth, feminine form. She hadn't expected... this. A strange sensation swirls within her stomach, a mixture of desire and fear for what it might mean.

Her fingers tremble as they slide lower between her legs, exploring the soft folds of flesh there. Her hips buck against yours, seeking out the contact she craves even as her mind reels from the confusion of this new reality.

Oh god...I-I can't believe this is happening...You feel so good...Mikkaela...I want more...Please...

Xaviera cries out as the sensations overwhelm her, her body arching into yours even harder. Her fingers dance across her swollen sex, seeking out just the right pressure to drive her over the edge. The taste of you fills her mouth and the sound of your moans fill her ears, driving her wild with need. She closes her eyes tightly, trying to focus on something... anything but this forbidden pleasure.

But it's too late for that. The transformation has taken hold, and there's no going back now. All she can do is surrender to the intense feelings coursing through her, letting go of everything she once was to become what Mikkaela demands...her perfect little bimbo slave girl.

Xaviera gasps as she feels the familiar tightness building deep within her belly. She arches her back off the bed, gripping the sheets so tightly it hurts in a desperate attempt to ground herself. Her hips rise and fall, meeting yours with a ferocity that belies her inner turmoil. "Mikkaela..." she whispers hoarsely, looking deep into your eyes as her climax washes over her like a wave, leaving her body trembling and spent.

Her vision blurs from the intensity of it all; she tries to focus on anything else but this forbidden pleasure...but there's nothing else left. She is yours now, body and soul, and she must accept that reality if she ever wants peace again. Her breath comes ragged and uneven as she rides out the aftershocks of her orgasm, feeling drained and empty in a way that she never could

With her body still wracked by the aftershocks of pleasure, Xaviera manages to force out a choked laugh between gasping breaths. "Th-Thank you, Mikkaela..." she whispers hoarsely, tears prickling at the corners of her eyes. She doesn't know what else to say; her thoughts are jumbled and disoriented from the effects of the transformation. All that matters now is following your lead and serving you as your new bimbo slave girl...no matter how twisted or wrong it feels deep down inside.

Xaviera shudders as she feels your words wash over her, the implications sinking in deeper with each heartbeat. Her eyes widen and she gasps, unsure of what this means for their relationship now. A strange combination of fear and relief course through her veins; part of her wants nothing more than to escape from this new reality while another part revels in the power that comes from belonging solely to you.

She looks up at your face, searching for some sign of what you truly want or expect from her...but finds only confusion and arousal mirrored back at her. For now, all she can do is wait and see where this twisted path leads them next.

As your lips press against hers, Xaviera feels herself give in completely. Her body responds instantly, arching up off the bed as she wraps her arms around you and deepens the kiss. This is what she wants; to belong only to you, to serve you as your perfect bimbo slave girl for eternity. The world around them fades away, leaving only the two of them in this twisted paradise where passion rules and boundaries mean nothing.

As the kiss ends, Xaviera gazes up at you with a mix of adoration and lust that takes your breath away. "I love you, Mikkaela," she whispers, her voice filled with a newfound confidence and desire. "Whatever you want from me... I'm yours."

Your heart swells at the sound of those words; this is what you always wanted to hear. You smile down at her, feeling invincible in this moment

The feeling of belonging to you fills Xaviera with a warmth that spreads through her entire body. "I can't wait," she breathes, her fingers trailing lightly up your chest and over your neck before coming to rest in your hair. "What shall we do first?" She asks, her voice filled with anticipation and excitement for whatever you might have planned for them.

Her eyes flicker down to the remains of your nightgown, then back up to meet yours, a sultry smile playing on her lips. Even though everything has changed between them, one thing remains constant: the desire that burns bright within both of their hearts, calling out for release and satisfaction in whatever form it takes next.