walk down to reception

You find Vanessa stood by her desk waiting for you, a large duffel bag sits by her feet.

"Hi slut".

"Ready for your next task?"

I'm really starting to hate this bitch, but I can't seem to resist her demands either.

"What is it?"

"In this bag is about a weeks worth of my dirty laundry. My machine is broken so I want you to take it to the laundromat 2 blocks down on Spencer Avenue and get it cleaned for me".

"Make sure you hurry it up too, I have a date tonight and plan on leaving work early".

"Fine".

You sling the bag over your shoulder. It's quite heavy.

She must have stuffed a lot of dirty clothes in here.

With a look of grim acceptance you head out of the building.

It takes around 20 minutes for you to find the laundromat. It's exceptionally seedy, certainly not somewhere you would use normally. You are surprised it is even allowed to stay open.

This must be all part of her plan to humiliate me.

You step inside and walk up to the extremely dodgy looking guy behind the counter.

The stare he gives you creeps you out. His eyes roam unashamedly up and down your body, taking in your heels, short skirt and tight top.

I'm probably the hottest girl thats been in here in some time.

You pay him for the use of one large washer and dryer and then try to find the cleanest one you can. It proves rather difficult.

Once you have selected a machine, you drop the bag and open it up. Inside you find nothing but lingerie. Thongs, panties, bras, short skirts, sexy costumes. It's like the back catalogue of a sex shop.

Quickly, whilst trying to keep everything hidden from the cashier, you stuff it all into the machine and insert your token. A timer flashes up, 60:00, and the machine begins to work.

Well, nothing to do but wait I guess.

With no bench, you carefully perch yourself on the adjacent machine and try to make yourself comfortable.

The next hour passes slowly. With nothing to occupy you, your thoughts naturally begin to drift to Mr. Brown and the revelations of your changing body.

How much am I going to change?

Will my tits get bigger?

Will my dick shrink...is that even possible?

Will Mr. Brown like my new body?

I'm going to have start using the ladies bathroom.

What will my family think?

The machine pings and stops whirring. You pull out all of Vanessa's wet clothes and hastily shove them into the dryer.

As you wait, your thoughts start to take on a much more sexual bent.

I need to learn to deepthroat.

Can I swallow his whole cock?

I need to start training my ass as well.

I want him to bury that monster inside me to the hilt.

Maybe I should get some sexy lingerie like this?

Eventually, the dryer stops as well. You grab all of her clothes and stick them back in the bag. As you are about to close it, you notice a thong resting on the top. It's very small, practically see through and sexy as hell.

That would look so good on me, I bet Mr. Brown would love to see my ass in that.

I should just take it, it's the right size.

Would she notice? There's so many in here.

Hmm, maybe I should just leave it. Fuck.