Grab your things and go.

You bend down and start gathering up your clothes to leave when he is on you in a flash. He grabs you from behind and holds you down putting a rag over your face. Soon darkness overtakes you.

With no idea how long you were out you eventually wake up and realize you are some kind of wooden horse like contraption. The top is slightly padded and you are lying on your stomach. Your legs are spread wide below and your tugging reveals they are firmly locked in place. Your hands below you are similarly secured with neither your hands or feet touching the ground. Your mouth contains an o ring gag that holds your mouth open uncomfortably wide and you moan softly as your wits return to you. You strain to get free and realize you aren't completely naked, you can feel tight, thigh high stockings on your legs, gloves over your arms to your shoulders, and your feet are obviously strapped into extremely high heels. You can also catch glimpses of locks of longish blond hair on your head.

"Awake I see. You wanted to be a slut, I am going to make you one. Already chemicals are coursing through your body making you more and more feminine. But first I must determine if you are worth the trouble, or if I should simply get rid of you. Now tell me, do you want me to make you my new slut? Or should I get rid of you.?"