Setting it all in stone

As Erik's eyes opened slowly, he felt well rested yet still tired. "What time is it?" he asked himself in his dazed state. Looking to his nightstand, he was reminded of the fact that he never bothered to buy an alarm clock. He pulled himself out of bed and made his way into to the kitchen to get his phone. As he walked, he felt slightly sore in his ass. He was now **** to walk with a light strut as to not disturb the sore ring of his anus. As he got to his phone, he unlocked it and looked at the time. 4 am? He sighed in relief, glad that he hadn't overslept. Now as he stood and fiddled with his phone, he caught a whiff of the cum on his shirt. "Oh shit I forgot" he said out loud. The thought of arriving to work in these clothes, his shirt fitted with streak of cum across the front of it made him blush. Even though the thought amused him, he still winced at the thought of how humiliating it would be. So without thinking he walked in to the bathroom to look in the laundry basket for clothes. He felt slightly ashamed about the fact that it had almost become a routine to re-use his dirty clothes after Olivia left. Catching himself in the act made him pull back. "What the hell am I supposed to do?"

It took some time but finally he remembered the box in his closet. He walked back to his bedroom and as soon as he saw the bed, memories of the day before came rushing back into his mind. Pushing through the desire to do it all again, he finally made his way to the closet and opened it to retrieve the box. Opening it revealed the familiar sight of girly clothes and accessories. He smiled and dug in. After some time of sifting through pieces of girly clothing, one set stood out. A pair of tight grey yoga pants, a grey formfitting sports-bra and a grey lace thong to hide any pantie-lines which he learned from listening to Olivia's ramblings. He placed the set on his bed and began to strip. Instead of carelessly tossing away his clothes, he carefully folded them and placed them alongside his new set of clothes. As he stood naked and exposed, he sensually rubbed his hands all over his body. He was starting to appreciate his naturally smooth skin and lean form. After feeling himself up, he made his way back into the bathroom to shower. Once again he used the shampoo with the delicate scent of roses and honey. After finishing up in the shower and having a quick body groping and caressing session, he walked back in to the bedroom.

He looked over his new outfit and smiled with glee. Slowly his fingers glided over the soft and delicate fabrics of the girly tight fitting clothes. He began to understand why some guys chose to dress this way. Instead of feeling shame from wearing such effeminate clothes, one can feel closure. Erik began to reminisce about the short moments he spent with Clara. She made him feel safe and happy. While he was in a state of calmness, his hands moved as if controlled by something else. They slowly picked up the soft lace thong only to bring them down to allow his legs to step into them. The sensations of such dainty soft texture sliding up his smooth legs made his heart flutter and his skin shiver. As they settled cozily onto his round bottom and softly sliding between his cheeks, he sighed. The feeling of having his small penis snugly cuddled up with such soft fabric never seemed to get old. When he looked down at his crotch, he noticed a tiny bulge. It made him blush, he hoped it would be hid by the tightness of the yoga pants. Though he found out as he pulled them up his legs that it wasn't really flattened. It was certainly hard to notice due to its size, but he didn't doubt that it could still be spotted from quite a distance. Despite this, he shrugged it off and put on the final piece of clothing. The sports-bra fit surprisingly well which made him happy. With a final smile, he decided to get his phone and send a photo or two to Clara. He made a pose, remembering the kind of pose she liked made him snap the photo and an angle where most of the body could be seen yet with the focus being drawn to the ass. After what for an hour, he finally got a response.

"Good morning cutie! Thanks for the pic, you certainly made it easier to get rid of my morning wood ;) You'll be picked up at you place around 8:30 so be ready by then, although I see that wont be a problem hehe. Can't wait for you to get here ;) xoxo"

Erik was filled with glee as soon as he finished reading the text. With a short reply consisting of a pathetic amount of emojis and quite a bit of pandering, he smiled and simply waited for the limo to arrive. After about an hour wait he heard a honk outside which caused him to almost run to the door and sloppily put on his white sneaker. As he got to the limo the door was held open by the driver. Erik thanked him and quickly made his way inside. The interior was completely pink and filled with girly accessories. After about a 10 minute drive they arrived at the building. The was opened by the driver and as Erik got out he was met with the intimidatingly tall building once more. He made his way inside and decided to stand by the lobby desk, unsure of where to go. He looked at the woman at the desk but wasn't met with a "Hello" or even a glance. After waiting for a few moments he felt a tapping on his shoulder.

"Welcome back Erik! It's Aubrey remember? Well, I hope you're ready for today's schedule. Before any work can be done, you have to go through a few things with Dr. Harper. After that, I will come get you and set you a routine. Now come with me!" The mention of Dr. Harper made him feel slightly nervous. Once again, as they passed through halls and into elevators and passing more halls Erik noticed all the stares he was getting. It wasn't judgmental stares however, but stares of lust and desire. He noticed some of them adjust their crotches and even more of them wink as he found eye-contact. It seemed that he had forgotten all about how many people were going to be around. The stares made him blush and the winks made him smile nervously. When they arrived at Dr. Harper's office there didn't seem to be any need for knocking, as Aubrey simply walked right in.

"Sit right there" Aubrey pointed at a chair by Dr. Harper's desk. Erik followed her command and sat down, slightly nervous. When waiting he could hear some sort of humming sound coming from the upper corners in the room. As he investigated, he noticed that the sound came from speakers which were strategically placed in every corner. Erik shrugged and thought nothing of. The wait wasn't too long but the humming started to become a bit more bothersome. He was relieved as it stopped when he heard a door in the room open, which Dr. Harper and Aubrey came out of.

"Well well well, hello there puppy" She said with a seductive tone. Her stare made him predictably blush. She sat down in font of him, across the other side of the desk. She then pulled up some documents from a drawer that she opened, later placing them in front of Erik after a short inspection of them. "I'd like you to sign some papers for me today. Nothing too serious, we just need to know whether you're going to take this job seriously or not." She said with a smug smile. Before he could look down to read the documents, that distinct humming came back. Only this time it was more intense and had a slightly different tone to it. His sight became slightly dazed and he began feeling groggy. "Wh-what d-does the document s-say?" He said through his groggy state. "Aaah nothing too severe. We're just taking you into our possession along with your belongings. You'll also give us permission to access your medical records, internet activity, purchases. Basically you're handing yourself over to us" She said while keeping a smug smile. What he heard was shocking, yet it made sense. Her words were mixed in with the strange humming which made it hard to differ between right and wrong. Do I really want to sign this? It's not that unreasonable. So what if they're gonna own me? Oh Clara will be so happy. And I mean, what do I have to hide? And she's so nice... Erik's thoughts didn't feel like his own