...become a woman that gives her man the ultimate pleasure.

“I… I need…”

I need to go back to being a man.

I need to be a man.

To be a man I must break the curse.

To break the curse I must become a woman that gives a man the ultimate pleasure.

To be a man I must become a woman.

“I… I must become a woman…”

You blink, as if in a daze. Lick your lips.

“A woman that gives… her man…”

Become a woman.

Pleasure a man.

Pleasure.

Man.

Woman.

“…the ultimate pleasure.”

For a second Nicholas’s smile becomes… terrifying. Almost predatory. Then it softens and he nods in agreement.

“There, you see? You still have the same logical mind you always had if you can follow along with me.”

If you can follow Nicholas’s thoughts, you’re logical. That’s sound.

You shake your head again, confusion once again setting in. “But how do I even start?”

“Well, you’re already a woman. Physically at least. And I’m a man.”

You look at Nicholas with a growing realization.

(Bound. Helpless. In His arms.)

No. He’s not a bad man.

“I mean, I’ve proven myself to be trustworthy right? And I know the truth – you can’t just go around telling any other man that you’re the Myles Teague, transformed into a woman, and that you need to pleasure them to break the curse.”

Nicholas smiles.

“So… I can be your man. If you ask. If you want me to be.”

You feel a heat growing inside you, building alongside a growing panic.

You… and Nicholas…