Your hand slides down to his crotch, gently pressing against him. "Maybe, before you go..." you glance over at the kitchen table. He takes your hand, pushing it away.
"Later, Jane. I've got other things to attend to, first. And so do you." He turns around, and you watch him with adoration as he leaves. For a moment, you just stand there, alone.
Oh, right, the dishes. You start cleaning, staring out the window at Peter walking over to Carl and Susanne, thinking how lucky you are to have such a wonderful, sexy husband.
You've just finished up the cleaning when the doorbell rings, bringing you out of your daydreaming. You hear the door open, and walk over to see who's there. Susanne greets you in the hallway, smiling. "Hello, June. I thought I'd pop over and see how you're doing, while the guys have a chat."
Suddenly, you're very aware of your state of undress. She looks you up and down, and seemingly reading your mind, smiles a mischievous grin. "Don't worry. It's nothing I haven't seen before." She hesitates for a moment. "Um, I mean, it's nothing Susanne hasn't seen before. You know."
She's right. Of course she's seen you like this. Peter loves to have you around naked, and neither Carl nor Susanne exactly minds.
"So, how do you like your new life? Already falling into the role of a devoted housewife? You know, you might want to install some blinds in your kitchen if you're going to give him dessert like that every day before dinner." You feel your face suddenly burn with embarrassment. "Hey, Jane, it's only natural. He is your husband, now. Carl and I have been at it three times already, you know. The last two times thanks to you." She grins again. "So, anyway, let's sit down and have a chat, us girls."
"Sure. Um," you lead her back to the kitchen. "Coffee?" She says yes, and you make a cup for each of you.
"This is kinda weird," she says as you sit down. "I mean, I remember being Jessica, and I remember you being Andy, and mom and dad, but..."
"Yeah," you pick up where she trails off. "But at the same time, my brain is telling me that's not who they are. Or who I am. It's telling me I'm Jane, my da... Peters husband. And I feel like a Jane. I think like this Jane, unless I try my best to resist. Being Jane is what comes natural. And, god, let me tell you, Jane is a pretty fucked up woman."
"How so?" That last sentence piqued her interest.
"I mean, look at me! I'm prancing around here, naked, dried cum between my tighs." Her face contorts in surprise at that last revelation. "I practically worship Peter. I find myself unable to go against him. No, not just unable. Unwilling. I want him to control me. I long to serve him."
Another grin escapes her face. "And that'll make you the perfect housewife." She laughs. "No, but seriously, a lot of women have fantasies like that. You're just living them out. Carl's got a bit of a dominant streak too, you know. Nothing like Peter, of course, but then again, I'm not into what you are into. Total Power Exchange."
"It's not just that," you say. "I mean, it's like I'm mentally unable to stand against him. I find myself just agreeing with him, like that's what I'm supposed to do. And yesterday, I was a man. A big, strong man. Like Peter..." For a moment, you drift off, your heart fluttering. "No!" you say, to yourself more than anyone else. "It's just too much!" You start sobbing.
"Hey. There, there. " Susanne gets up and embraces you. "I know it's much. But Peter's right, you know. When he didn't let you change back, back at the facility. It is better this way. Don't fight it, but let yourself go with the flow. You are Jane. Jane is a very happy, very lucky, kept woman. Leave Andy behind, and be Jane."
"He didn't do it to make me happy. Or to keep us safe. He did it because he wanted his little fuckpet housewife to take care of his needs." you say through the sobs.
"Of course he did. He did it because he knew that was what would make him most happy. He did it because he loves you, Jane. He didn't want to lose you. He wants to keep you."
You dry your tears. "Do... do you think so?"
"Yes. Obviously. Now, come on, let's get you cleaned up. I'm sure Peter will be back shortly."
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