"Please, I spent the last week not sure what ideas were my own, what I might have done or not done while under. I-I just want to keep my mind. Please."
Holly's face was unbearably smug as she snapped a collar around your throat. Marissa takes your chin and makes you meet her entrancing eyes as she gives the first order of the night. "Don't take the collar off without my or Holly's permission. Don't leave the house without either of our permission. Don't cover your ears or try to block out our commands. Go to Holly's room and put on the clothes you'll find on the bed. Snap the bra clasps in front of you, then twist it around so they're on the back and pull up the shoulder straps."
"Oh, and smile." Holly piped up.
"Smile?" Marissa turned to her.
"Ancient wisdom backed by modern science," she replied. "Your mind is still influenced, a lot, by your body. When you smile it releases endorphins that make you more relaxed and happier. Plaster a fake smile on and it'll become real soon enough. So, John, you're gonna smile all the time."
The corners of your mouth quirk up, and won't go down. You don't know about her ancient wisdom or science, but you aren't feeling very relaxed or happy as you follow Marissa to the room and dress as a girl, though you suppose you were already shaved and in panties.
After, the girls has fun showing you how to put on makeup and having you help paint their nails and massage their backs, legs and feet. Holly wanted to make you clean up, but Marissa was firm that the point was to introduce you to 'joyful femininity' and there'd be time later for chores.
Finally Holly sat up and said "I'm bored. If this is supposed to be her first night as a girl, shouldn't we make it memorable? Let's play a game or something."
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