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Rated: GC · Interactive · Fantasy · #1147339
John must reach the exit of this world without becoming a woman
This choice: "If you're a woman, I can't call you master." he hisses urgently.  •  Go Back...
Chapter #7

"If you're a woman, I can't call you master."

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"But we can call you, our chaperone." Ulima answers, as she overhears him. Turning to you, "Master, you can dismiss him, two ladies don't need a chaperone, let alone a killjoy eunuch who can't see the pleasure a complete body gives."

You keep the conversation low, not wanting to be overheard. The gardens naturally are filled with servants tending to the various plants, and you smile back to Sashra, when you see her lazing in the Sun. It seems like everyone knows your intimate thoughts, and the lines you're about to cross, and how transgressive it all feels.

Slipping the vials into a pocket, she links arms with you to walk back to the house. Walking arm in arm, you find yourself wondering what kind of woman you'll make, if it'll be your choice, or imposed by the potion. Your thoughts wander onto that obsession, do these thoughts make you vain? Do you care how you look...

In your distraction, it takes you a moment to realise Ulima is leading the way. As you assert control, and take the lead. Shifting from walking arm in arm, to yours around her waist, pulling her to your side.

"We can only have one destination." Ulima objects with a pout.

Frowning it takes you a moment to catch up. "Your bedroom, silly." she says playfully. "It's the only place with decent privacy, and a selection of clothes you can wear, whatever your body."

With a tilt of her head backwards, "You can't want the killjoy to join us?" she indicated the restless eunuch following. Avoiding answering her question, you ask her your own. You certainly don't suffer from a lack.
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