Waist Training

In the autocloset, Devin was given a refresher course of makeup, before sitting through a lesson on how to tuck himself, being made to practice till he got it right consistently.

From now on, Devin would be having to tuck his junk all by himself, Annie explained, before activating the next ‘prize’ Tanya had bought for him.

Devin’s shirt was torn off, and two mechanical needles quickly but painfully injected something into his sides, before a lightweight, flexible, yet tight-fitting elastic waist trainer was placed around his waist.

Annie explained that the trainer would ever so gradually tighten over time, with the injections helping his body adapt to the new form till Devin had an hourglass waistline even without wearing it.

‘Great, yet another thing I’ll have to get reversed at the end if I don’t wanna remain a freak’, thought Devin.

That night Davina avoided the bar and went for a walk around the island, taking in the beautiful moonlight reflected by the sea.

‘Well, if I’m gonna be trapped in a nightmare situation where my exes want to turn me into a girl, there could be worse places for it’.