Jack

Frank grabbed the brainwasher and went with it over to Jack. "Last week you didn't wanted to try on one of my bras, right? Do you still not want to?"

"As long as you don't brainwash me to want to?" Jack replied knowing that Frank didn't took the brainwasher with him without using it on him.

"Then you just passed your last chance for it." Frank said and put the brainwasher on Jack's head. "Because from now on you don't want to because they neither fit you in size, nor in the kind of underwear you wear." Frank started the brainwasher. After a few seconds it turned off and he took it off.

Jack blinked a few times as he regained his consciousness. He put on a face mixed of disbelief and disgust. It even got stronger as Jack touched with his hands first his breasts, then his genitals. It was a similar reaction as you had last week, but in his case it seemed not to be about bodyhair, but about the lack of female underwear.

"Now that leaves only one." Frank looked over to Leticia.

"I swear, if we ever get out of this, you are going to regret it." She cursed as Frank walked over to her.

"Sure that you wouldn't thank me once you have fully accepted your new life as a woman?"