A teeny tiny little thong

Anne stood there reading a book, clearly waiting on you to get out of the shower. She looked amazing. Her hair was still a bit wet and tiny drops of water were rolling down her cheeks and onto the tops of her breasts, her nipples, and then finally onto her book and her lap, and she seemingly could care less.

You start to cross the room and start to sit down on the chair across from her, but instead, collapse onto your knees with your head down, and hands behind your back. You stay there motionless for what seems to be hours, but you know it is only a few minutes. Your mind is racing. You are working through the programming in your mind trying to find where you went wrong, how you went wrong, and what ways to fix it. This was not supposed to happen. You were supposed to be slightly more submissive, but you were hyper submissive, and because of that you were completely lost. You started to think about mistresses programming. Wait! Mistress? You were missing something. Did someone hack your system? Did someone break in and make you more of a submissive little bitch than you had intended?

All of a sudden your mind blanks when you hear Mistress laughing her ass off. You were confused but couldn't think beyond that she was laughing extremely hard. Your only reaction beyond that is to glance up and say "Are you ok, Mistress?"

She nods and begins to speak. My mind simply blanks beyond her words. "You are so fucking pathetic, do you know that? You thought that you could program me to be more dominant, and yourself more submissive, and I would simply play your game until you got bored?" The hair on the back of my neck bristles and sticks up as a chill runs the length of my spine.

She chuckles again for a moment before continuing "You see you screwed up. I found out the point of the program prior to you getting me into that chair. I had offered to let you program me, but I also am not completely stupid. I was not going to be replaced, and I was not going to simply be a toy to play with and discard."

Your stomach drops, you aren't sure why, but you know something bad is coming as she continues "I figured out that all I needed to do was to type a script into your program, and then save it prior to you sitting in the chair. So over the last couple of weeks as you worked on both of our scripts I would come out a couple of hours after you went to sleep and I would modify the scripts."

You sigh heavily and wait for the other shoe to drop. She owned you. She was in charge, and you likely would never be in charge of your relationship, or really anything, ever again.

She continued "You might be worried that I went too far, but in fact, I streamlined a lot of your script, and just expanded a few things. Including the fact that you, in your sheer and utter stupidity forgot to add "Oh Shit" triggers to revert either of us back to normal. I fixed that little oversight, among other things that I will find amusing. Additionally, these changes have a rolling expiration date. Every 90 days you will have to look in the mirror and consent to continue, and if you are **** it will not work."

You finally start breathing normally. But you did not realize that Mistress was not done "Just to demonstrate how bad you fucked up I will activate one of your triggers and you will understand how open you left yourself. "Johnny wears a dress and becomes Janey"

Your mind instantly begins to swirl. Your clothes become instantly uncomfortable, and your mouth is watering for...Cock? Cum? What the fuck!?