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You wait until midday to knock on her door.
“Hell-OOOOOOOO!!!”
The physical changes are immediate. Her hair is swiftly rolled into curls and heavy makeup goes on her face. Her boobs become just a bit bustier as her clothes have from a dress to more of a classic look. A mixer appears in her her hands, as if she was just cooking.
“Who are you? What have I become?”
She asks.
“Better,” You tell her. “Better.”
“Better? W-what does t-that...mean...?”
Patsy (or rather Patricia’s) mind gets fuzzy as her attitude begins to change. When she opted to stay at home to raise Ollie, it was deemed to be temporary by both her and her husband. She wanted to one day return to school and get a job eventually, but now...why would she do that? She was slowly realizing that she had it all right. Women, especially mothers, were supposed to stay home while their husbands made the money. It was, to Patricia, the way things ought to be. She smiled as she realized this, blissfully unaware of her dwindling IQ and increasing submissiveness to men.
“I best get cooking for Gabe!” She squeals.
“Hell-OOOOOOOO!!!”
The physical changes are immediate. Her hair is swiftly rolled into curls and heavy makeup goes on her face. Her boobs become just a bit bustier as her clothes have from a dress to more of a classic look. A mixer appears in her her hands, as if she was just cooking.
“Who are you? What have I become?”
She asks.
“Better,” You tell her. “Better.”
“Better? W-what does t-that...mean...?”
Patsy (or rather Patricia’s) mind gets fuzzy as her attitude begins to change. When she opted to stay at home to raise Ollie, it was deemed to be temporary by both her and her husband. She wanted to one day return to school and get a job eventually, but now...why would she do that? She was slowly realizing that she had it all right. Women, especially mothers, were supposed to stay home while their husbands made the money. It was, to Patricia, the way things ought to be. She smiled as she realized this, blissfully unaware of her dwindling IQ and increasing submissiveness to men.
“I best get cooking for Gabe!” She squeals.
What now?
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