A humiliating, girly uniform

"Uniform Time!"

“U-Uniform?”

“Why yes, it's all in the contract you signed.”

As Kyle got back onto his feet, Marie reappeared, this time with a bag. She handed it over to him and winked. Peering inside, Kyle tried to make out the clothes for his uniform. Suddenly he let out a shocked gasp. Reaching into the bag, he pulled out a pair of white panties, covered in small pink flowers. Everything else inside the bag appeared to be girls' clothes. There was even a pair of black platform heels, the same as Marie’s.

“I can’t wear any of this… I’m a guy!”

“Oh my dear,” Vipress laughed, “But that’s all stipulated in the contract. I only hire Henchwomen, meaning that if you want to work for me… well, you’ll have to at least look the part.”

“But- Mistress- I can’t- I-”

“Don’t worry,” Marie slapped him on the shoulder, “We’ll help you get situated.”

With a wave of her hand, Vipress cast a yellowish magical fog upon him. Within seconds, Kyle’s clothes vanished, leaving him completely naked.

“I-I-”

“Let’s do something about all that body hair.”

Vipress made a fake gagging motion before motioning for Marie to take the lead.

“Over her… my fellow henchwoman,” Marie grinned.

Kyle followed her to a corner of the lair. He took a seat on a large medical examination table. She urged him to sprawl out and he followed suit, laying stiffly on the table. Marie held up what appeared to be a wax strip before her.

“It’s gonna sting. But don’t worry, I invented it in a way where any hair removed will never grow back.”

“N-Never?”

*RIPPP*

Kyle screamed out in pain as the hair on his right thigh was brutally ripped out.

*RIPPP*

Again and again, the devilish blonde henchwoman removed section after section of body hair. She inspected every inch of his body. Something about the mixture of pain and humiliation was seeping into Kyle’s subconscious mind. Before he knew it, blood rushed towards his crotch. Kyle’s half-erect penis caught Marie’s attention. She giggled to herself but ignored his growing problem.

*RIPPP*

Now, from the neck down Kyle was completely hairless. But for good measure, Marie attached two wax strips down the sides of his face, right atop his facial hair. And with two more good yanks, his chance of a bear was gone forever. His skin felt super smooth, just like a woman’s. He felt colder, weaker. Meanwhile, Kyle’s penis was growing ever harder.

“That could be a problem,” Marie sighed.

“My penis?” Kyle looked for clarification.

“Why not just remove it?” Marie suggested to Vipress.

“REMOVE IT?” Kyle fumed.

He really didn’t want to lose his manhood. What kind of guy cuts off his dick for a job? This was taking things too far.

“Mistress, please,” he begged.

Vipress considered both of their suggestions. She nervously adjusted her position on her throne, crossing and uncrossing her legs- lost in thought.

“How about…”