… the permanent trial run

Ron slowly inspected her new and naked body with growing surprise. "Um." She said hesitently, strangely nervous. "The paperwork I filled out ... was for a male body." She didn't feel comfortable complaining. She recognised the navel piercing. The breasts. Nipples. Clean shaven sex. She'd screwed it many times after all.

"Ah no miss. This is the body ordered. Your paperwork is in order." The technician noted. He put the tablet down and swiped to the contract. Male to female. Highly submissive with high sex drive. Permanent lock. Key code controlled by his - her partner. "The swap is as you requested." She nodded trying to understand. "Your partner - now your husband and legal guardian is waiting."

“Legal Guardian?" she asked in surprise. She was a she. Pronoun and all.

"Yes. You did agree to this... As you requested the mental changes that go with your body swap are ****. You are now highly susceptible to the commands of others. If I told you to get down on your knees and suck my cock you would without hesitation."

She nodded in understanding. In fact she felt the urge to do just that. Dear god!

"The changes are so **** in fact that you now need a legal guardian to manage your affairs. It's for your own protection - if someone asked you for your money you'd give it to them... All of it. So you can't access it. To protect you. That's the nice way to put it. In short you've signed away your volition and become your husbands property. Not an unusual fetish but mostly our customers opt to partake of it temporarily. Few of our clients request this to be permanent."

She nodded absorbing this with a mildly distant alarm, realising that she had been tricked.

The technician stood and left. A moment later a man entered. Liz in former body. "Hello Ron my dear. Getting comfortable? But I’m Ron now and you’re Liz. But I’m interested to see just how obedient you are. How about we try this out... Bend over, it’s time to discover your new place..."

Ron's - No Liz’s heart sank as she realized the gravity of her situation. She had been tricked into signing away her autonomy, and now she was trapped in a permanent body swap with Liz, her own partner. Liz, now a man, her former self - no Ron, approached her with a sinister grin on his face. "You know what to do."

Ron’s mind raced as she processed the information given to her by the technician trying to think of a way out. She looked around for a solution, taking in her new surroundings and the unfamiliar feelings coursing through her body. Her eyes met those of her former self, now standing before her with a predatory grin on his face.

Feeling like she had no other choice, Ron swallowed her terror and did as she was told. She bent over, presenting her new female form to her former self. "I... I don't know what you want me to do," she whispered, her voice trembling with fear and uncertainty. And arousal, she realised. A shit ton of arousal.

Her former self smirked, taking in the sight of her new, **** body. "That's alright, sweetheart." He stepped closer, his hand coming to rest on her newly shaven mound. He was touching her. Her pussy!?

Ron's heart skipped a beat as she felt the possessive touch of her former self's hand on her newly shaven mound. She closed her eyes, feeling a mix of indignation and arousal coursing through her body. Her former self's fingers began to probe gently, causing her to shudder in response.

Liz continued to explore Ron’s newly feminized body, she couldn't help but feel the intense mixture of conflicted emotions. A wave of shame washed over her as she realized that not only had she been tricked into this permanent state, but she was now completely at the mercy of her own partner and enjoying it.

Ron felt her body respond to her former self's touch, betraying her own desires despite the shock of her situation. Her former self chuckled darkly, seemingly enjoying the power he held over her. "You're going to be such a good girl for me, aren't you?"

Ron's body shuddered, her eyes squeezed tightly shut as she tried to block out the reality of her situation. She felt the cold hand on her soft, feminine skin, his fingers tracing along the contours of her newly shaped body.

As Liz continued to explore her body, Ron found herself growing more and more aroused against her will. Her mind screamed at her to resist, but her body betrayed her, responding to the touches with a growing sense of need.

Liz smirked as he saw the effect he was having on her. He continued to tease her sex, knowing full well that there was nothing she could do to stop him. Ron felt like she was in a nightmare, trapped in a body that wasn't her own and controlled by the person she trusted most.

Liz continued to explore her body, Ron feeling helpless and powerless in her new female form.