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Chapter 145 by outa outa

Do you give in?

Get changed and get changed

Alex : "Ok, I guess it can't hurt, how do we do this?"

Sammy looks overjoyed and even Cerve lets slip a smirk.

Cerve : "first strip and we can do this bit by bit."

You gulp, Sammy had very little sense of modesty but you were still uncomfortable being naked in front of the two women.

Sammy : "Oh, you're shy, that's so cute."

She said without a hint of mockery in her voice.

Sammy : "Here, I'll go first."

She removed her towel revealing her now fully female body. You gaped for a moment, you were definitely not used to pretty girls exposing themselves to you like this. Her tits wobble freely as she smiles happily, still very much reveling in her change.

Sammy : "Alright, your turn."

Out of excuses you do as she says, unlatching your cinch and letting your toga fall around you while you take a seat. You notice that in the simulation your cock isn't in the cage you know traps you in the real world.

Sammy : "Oh, you're already so-"

She interrupts herself before she says anything too insulting to your fragile masculinity.

Cerve : "Alright, let us start by softening your face a bit and making your hair a little less wild man and a little more feminine..."

As she says this she opens a cupboard opposite of you revealing a large mirror so you could see her work. Before your eyes you watch as your jaw becomes smoother, your lips thicken and your whole face smooths out.

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You reach up and touch your face, feeling your new soft features. The rest of the body doesn't quite fit but at least the face that looks back at you in the mirror is unmistakably that of a woman.

Alex : "Wow, I-"

Is all you manage, your voice! That's not your voice, that's a woman's voice.

Sammy : "Oh, you sound pretty too! It took me so long and... a little extra help... to sound anywhere near that good."

You wonder what the extra help was but you have more pressing concerns. You stare at your own face while you speak, the person in the mirror feels dissociated from you, more like a puppet you're controlling than your own self. And yet something about it felt alright. You expected it to feel foreign but instead it feels like... You struggle to even define it, it feels almost normal but it's so obviously not normal that it has your brain confused.

Alex : "So strange..."

Cerve : "How is it honey, are you able to keep going?"

Are you

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