The fun is over for now.

After the amount of cum you'd just emptied over Gemma's face, you're exhausted for the moment. Gemma waited a couple of minutes while your cock slowly became flaccid. Once she was sure that you were not about to transform she took her hands off you and undid the cords binding your wrists and ankles to the bed.

"Mmmm, nice." Gemma comments, scooping some cum off of her face and licking from her fingers. "I'm gonna go clean up."

You hear water running as you lie rubbing your limbs where the cords have dug red welts. Thankfully the cords were pretty soft and you don't think the welts will become noticable bruises. After a few minutes Gemma reappears, now wearing a white cotton dressing gown and a towel wrapped round her head. You glance at your watch, you have about ten minutes before you have to be in class.

"Shit, I need to be going." You apologise. "I've got a class soon...Mistress."

"That's ok. Real life does get in the way though doesn't it my pet?" Gemma says grinning. "I've got some jeans that will more or less fit you. So at least you won't turn up in a mini skirt with your dick hanging out."

Both of you laugh at the thought of your male self walking into class wearing Gemma's field hockey kit. Your new Mistress digs in her closet and finds you some fairly androgenous clothing.

"My roomie's not due back until morning." Gemma says once you're dressed and ready to leave. "After that she's going to be moving her stuff out. So we'll be all set to try and get you reassigned to this room tomorrow."

"You're still sure you want me moving in with you Mistress Gemma?" You ask.

"Yes, I'm sure." Gemma replies. "Are you having second thoughts? Becoming my sub is a big step to make, make no mistake I want to live this lifestyle. There's clubs and parties here in the city and I want to meet others that share my...our interest."

You pause to think of the implication of Gemma's words before answering. Though you've known her barely an hour you're certain that you are prepared to serve Gemma. Going out in either of your forms as her **** and meeting others is a scary thought though. Can you really go through with this?

"No need to answer now." Gemma tells you, seeing your hesitation. "You go to class then get a nights sleep and think it through. If you come back in the morning I'll be happy. If you don't, then no hard feelings. I enjoyed the chance to live out some fantasies and you've helped me discover who I am or at least who I want to be."

You nod, thinking similar thoughts. Though the question of who you are and who you want to be is far more complicated than for Gemma. You apologise for rushing away again and Gemma holds out her hand like a queen. Without even thinking you drop to your knee and kiss her hand obediantly. Then you hurry off to your last class of the day.