"Are you willing to be our total sex ?"

You barely get the question out, when Jennifer answers "yes" almost breathlessly. There's something happening with this girl, a transformation is taking place. As if what you and Erin have shown her tonight is what she's wanted all her life.

Erin steps forward. She shakes her head. "You should give it some thought. What we're asking you to do..."

"Yes" Jennifer says again, interrupting.

Softly, Erin brushes her finger tips down Jennifer's nude body. The girl shutters with delight. "You don't understand. But you will." Erin smiles. "If you're ours, then you're ours and we're going to turn you into whatever we want."

"Do it" Jennifer whispers, her lips close to Erin's.

And so you do.

Erin goes through her closet and finds the perfect outfit for Jennifer to wear, black thigh-highs, a tight see-through corset, nothing covering her sweet pussy, and a thick black collar with a big ring in the front, around her neck.

Then she makes her up, thick black makeup around her eyes and bold red lipstick.

Then she takes Jennifer into the bathroom. And you follow, and watch as your girlfriend gets down on her knees and shaves Jennifer's bush. It's not a large bush, but it's thick and black, as expected from a sweet little Italian girl like Jennifer.

And Erin and Jennifer stand there, admiring her new look in the mirror. But it's not over yet. "What's your favorite thing about yourself?" Erin asks Jennifer.

"That I'm a slut" Jennifer answers.

Erin laughs, shakes her head and shoots you a look as if to say 'can you believe this is really happening?'

You can. And you can't. You and Erin have done some kinky things before. But this feels like the beginning of your wildest adventure.

"I mean, what's your favorite thing about yourself physically?" Erin asks.

Jennifer nods. "My long, black hair."

It's what Erin expected, and she responds by grabbing a pair of scissors and chopping it off, giving Jennifer's hair such a massive cut that it now falls just below her chin. It's an amazing and bold way to assert dominance, you think. And you weren't sure Erin had it in her.

Jennifer stares at herself in the mirror, her mouth agape, gasping. Staring back is a different girl, made up to be the world's greatest slut.

And Erin stares too, proud of her work. Again she gently brushes her fingertips along Jennifer's body, down her long neck, over her small tits, and erect nipples, across her tight tummy, and then, much to Jennifer's surprise, she shoves them, all four of them deep into Jennifer's cunt.

Jennifer shrieks, very briefly, until her pitch is so high she can barely make a sound.

"I told you you didn't know what you were getting into. But now you will." Erin glares at Jennifer intensely. "We've transformed your body, but now we're going to transform your mind."

Jennifer's body heaves with shock, desire, and probably a little pain. She stares at the mirror, watching herself being used by your girlfriend.

Erin continues. "You want to be our slut? Jennifer closes her eyes and nods. But Erin isn't having it "Fuck that! Slut is too good for you, you sick little fuck pig. Do you understand?"

"Yes" Jennifer says with a shaky voice.

"Is this too intense for you, you little fuck pig?" Erin's behavior and dominance is wilder than you've ever seen before. Then again, she's never quite had this much control over another human being before. And the result is a side of your girlfriend that surprises and delights you.

"No" Jennifer answers in a whisper.

"Good" Erin says, spitting on Jennifer's reflection in the mirror before them. "Are you ready to do some of the most depraved shit on the planet?"

"Yes" Jennifer winces. Her whole body is filled with lightning. Erin's fingers are still deep inside her, making her into an impossible object of lust.

"Go get your phone and call your fucking sister. You're going to show her what a fuck pig you are." Erin insists.

But Jennifer doesn't move. You wonder if she's already hesitating. Has the poor girl suddenly realized exactly the type of things she's going to be asked to do, and is it already too much?

"Please..." Jennifer tries to speak. "I don't...."

Erin pulls her hand from Jennifer's bald, soaked, twat. Immediately the skinny girl falls to her knees. And once there Erin slaps her across the face with her pussy-soaked hand. "You don't want to?"

"I don't...." Jennifer, who still barely looks like Jennifer, her lipstick now smeared across her cheek, can barely get out the words. "I don't... have a sister."

And Erin turns to look at you. What a disappointing development.

But if your vicious girlfriend doesn't have a response for this situation, you do.

You step forward.