Dante and his Housewife

“Ah… you must be Luke.” Dante said as he opened the door. He introduced himself and explained how he’d been the one to transform you.

“I was honestly expecting to transform you, not her.”

“Well, I’m glad you didn’t.”

“This is my wife, Susan. Say hello, Susan.”

The housewife minced forward and curtsied to Luke. He could see she was heavily pregnant and being led on a leash.

“She’s hot, where’s you find her?”

“She used to be my older brother Henry.”

“Damn…” Luke said.

You minced up next to your husband, the pain subsiding.

“I came to tell you there will be a welcoming party for you both tomorrow night at the community center. Black tie. Now if you’ll excuse me… Susan here isn’t going to walk herself.”

“Walk? Like a dog?”

“Yes. Susan’s not allowed to use the bathroom like a person. She has to be walked twice a day.”

Luke looked up at you.

“Maybe we should think about that for the future…”

“Yes, husband.” You say.