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As she continues chatting, your slowly remove the ray from your back pocket, aiming it at Elizabeth.
“...and yeah so-hey, what’s in your hand?” She asks, looking at the ray.
“Don’t worry you’re little head about it, darling.”
Before she can possibly react, you pull the trigger!
“WAAAAAAAAAH!”
After you blast her, you immediately notice the physical alterations beginning. Her rather ordinary clothes change into a simple yet adorable floral dress. Her hair is released from its ponytail and comes down to her shoulders as a forest of cute victory curls. Makeup, missing from her fave before, is swiftly applied, accenting her smooth skin and making her lips bright pink. Finally, a basket of clothes appears in her hands as a clothesline appears behind her, leaving little room for imagination as to her chore at the moment. When the changes are complete, she lets out a large and hearty gasp.
“What did you do to me?” She asks, shocked. “I look like some...some housewife! You think this is funny?”
“No darling. I think it’s perfect!”
“Ugh!” She wails. “Change me back! I am not a...uh, I-I am n-not...I...”
Mouth now ajar, her speech sputters and trails off as her mind begins it’s long transition. Elizabeth brain, first and foremost, would need an intelligence decrease; woman didn’t need to be smart to work the home. Although Elizabeth tried to resist, her IQ just fell and fell and fell, and for good measure her memories of college were deleted to make sure she became feeble-minded. Now quite dumb and lacking the ability to resist, it would be so easy to adjust Elizabeth’s attitude. Dull Elizabeth remembered growing up being told that women could do anything, but as these new voices in her head were telling her, that was just a total lie. Woman could only do one thing, and that was obey their husbands. Elizabeth’s dreams and ambitions melted away as she realized this fundamental truth. She couldn’t work or live on her own; she needed a man to tell her what to do and how to think at all times. And, who better of a man to do that then her childhood friend? Elizabeth had suppressed her feelings for too long! How wonderful would it be to marry and submit to him? With a husband, she could fulfill her destiny as a homemaker. A great wave of lovely pleasure overtook Elizabeth as she fantasized cleaning, cooking, shopping, and even raising children!
Now having fully become what Elizabeth KNEW every woman ought to be, the voices faded and the pleasure softly exited, leaving behind traces of delight that fueled the smile that was now on her face, directed towards her husband!
“Darling, I am almost done with the clothes!” She says excitedly. “Afterward I’ll fix up dinner and then you can take your wife to bed if you so choose!”
“Of course my darling, that sounds amazing,” you say. “I will be awaiting it all!”
You walk up and kiss her as you walk to the front yard of the house, which due to the reality shift you turned on at the last second (yes, you did it again), was now actually your house, lab and all in the basement. By shifting reality, you made Elizabeth your one and only housewife, undoing the countless others you made as if they never were even created. You realized you just loved Elizabeth, and now, as you run over the ray with your car, you have locked in the dream life you realized you wanted all along...
THE END.
“...and yeah so-hey, what’s in your hand?” She asks, looking at the ray.
“Don’t worry you’re little head about it, darling.”
Before she can possibly react, you pull the trigger!
“WAAAAAAAAAH!”
After you blast her, you immediately notice the physical alterations beginning. Her rather ordinary clothes change into a simple yet adorable floral dress. Her hair is released from its ponytail and comes down to her shoulders as a forest of cute victory curls. Makeup, missing from her fave before, is swiftly applied, accenting her smooth skin and making her lips bright pink. Finally, a basket of clothes appears in her hands as a clothesline appears behind her, leaving little room for imagination as to her chore at the moment. When the changes are complete, she lets out a large and hearty gasp.
“What did you do to me?” She asks, shocked. “I look like some...some housewife! You think this is funny?”
“No darling. I think it’s perfect!”
“Ugh!” She wails. “Change me back! I am not a...uh, I-I am n-not...I...”
Mouth now ajar, her speech sputters and trails off as her mind begins it’s long transition. Elizabeth brain, first and foremost, would need an intelligence decrease; woman didn’t need to be smart to work the home. Although Elizabeth tried to resist, her IQ just fell and fell and fell, and for good measure her memories of college were deleted to make sure she became feeble-minded. Now quite dumb and lacking the ability to resist, it would be so easy to adjust Elizabeth’s attitude. Dull Elizabeth remembered growing up being told that women could do anything, but as these new voices in her head were telling her, that was just a total lie. Woman could only do one thing, and that was obey their husbands. Elizabeth’s dreams and ambitions melted away as she realized this fundamental truth. She couldn’t work or live on her own; she needed a man to tell her what to do and how to think at all times. And, who better of a man to do that then her childhood friend? Elizabeth had suppressed her feelings for too long! How wonderful would it be to marry and submit to him? With a husband, she could fulfill her destiny as a homemaker. A great wave of lovely pleasure overtook Elizabeth as she fantasized cleaning, cooking, shopping, and even raising children!
Now having fully become what Elizabeth KNEW every woman ought to be, the voices faded and the pleasure softly exited, leaving behind traces of delight that fueled the smile that was now on her face, directed towards her husband!
“Darling, I am almost done with the clothes!” She says excitedly. “Afterward I’ll fix up dinner and then you can take your wife to bed if you so choose!”
“Of course my darling, that sounds amazing,” you say. “I will be awaiting it all!”
You walk up and kiss her as you walk to the front yard of the house, which due to the reality shift you turned on at the last second (yes, you did it again), was now actually your house, lab and all in the basement. By shifting reality, you made Elizabeth your one and only housewife, undoing the countless others you made as if they never were even created. You realized you just loved Elizabeth, and now, as you run over the ray with your car, you have locked in the dream life you realized you wanted all along...
THE END.
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