Wardrobe

Wally took Willow to her room with a trash bag. "I need to inspect your underwear. First you will not wear a bra any more, so get all of those and trash them. He watched as Willow threw all of her bras away.

"Good, now take out your panties one at a time. If I approve, you can keep them, if not, trash them."

When they were done, Willow had put all of her boring cotton panties in the trash bag.

"Now, let's do you mom's."

They went into Willow's parents' room, and Wally had Willow get rid of all of her mom's cotton panties. They did not hear Willow's mom come home, and she surprised them when she walked in.

"What are you two doing in here?"

Wally quickly zapped her. "Mrs. Rosenberg, I'm your daughter's master. It's appropriate, and there is nothing wrong with it."

"Oh, of course, but why are you in my room?"

"We needed to get rid of your boring panties," said Wally. "You have not been an appropriate fuck toy for your husband, and he may end up leaving you if you, so we are going to help you be the proper fuck toy housewife your husband deserves."

"Oh my! Thank you for that!"

"Yes, it's also acceptable for your husband to fuck Willow's friend Buffy, so he and I may tag team her from time to time, but you can also spank Buffy and **** her."

"Yeah, that little tramp."

They heard the garage door open as Willow's dad came home.