“You can’t believe that!”

Luke gasped. “I mean Dan. He’s a guy. He can’t be happy like that?” Luke stared at the little woman, she was bent over, her ass high, legs parted, face arms and breasts resting on the kitchen floor as her former wife fingered her. The girl was a mindless sex addict it was clear.

“Oh, I’m pretty sure she is.” Dan informed Luke. “You saw her trying to get you to bed her before. Her libido is through the roof. She can’t read, write, talk or perform simple tasks without supervision. No the man you knew is there in spirit only. But she agreed to this.”

Luke clenched his fist. “You can’t be serious,” he growled. The annoying thing was that Dan had agreed to become a female sub. Luke couldn’t help his friend even though he knew Dan did not intend for things to go like this.

“Yes. I am...” the former Marcie said as Danni came.

“Right then...” Luke stood. He couldn’t do anything for Danni. Not yet. “I’m not hanging around to see more of this...” he looked at Danni with sympathy and frustration. He couldn’t help his friend. And she did look happy - that scared him - a smart, capable driven man willingly turning himself into a sexed up mindlessly submissive little nymphomaniac. He tried to imagine what she must be going through and it made him uneasy.

Dan stopped his ministrations and Danni slowly came back to herself. She looked up at her friend and looked mortified. Then she rocked back onto Dan’s hand, indicating she wanted more.

Just then Marcie entered the kitchen. “I don’t see the problem. I think this is an improvement.” She said with a vindictive grin.

“You would. That isn’t Wendy. That’s Dan,” That was enough for Luke. He pushed past them and left in a huff.

“Dan? Oh. My. God!” Marcie declared as she stared at the tiny woman.

“Isn’t she just the cutest,” Dan asked Marcie.

“So... you’re Wendy. Holy shit!” Marcie tried to get her mind around it. “But,” she turned to Danni. “Oh you are definitely cute. You opted to trade in your cock and balls for a pussy. Hah!”