Epilogue: New life, new you

You apply lipstick on your lips and smack them together. You nod, satisfied and look at yourself in the mirror. You're definitely different than you were just a year ago. You smile. You like this new you.

Your lips are a bit plumpier and almost all the time there's some lipstick on them. You're wearing much more make-up than you used to. It makes you look like a doll. You don't mind, of course. Your hair is the same as it was. Only now you're having them tied in ponytail or two ponytails. Master uses them to grab you, when he uses your mouth or needs to pull you somewhere.

You're the most proud of your tits. They're now J size and one needs to only look once at them to say they're fake. You love that about them. They're round and perky and bounce beautifully when you're jumping. Master also had them injected with something that made them more sensitive to the touch. One groping is all that it takes to make you dripping.

Your ass is now huge and fake as well. It bounces so perfectly whenever Master slaps you or you're twerking. Oh, Master loves when you're twerking. Your asshole is now much more loose. Master says soon it will be permanently gaping. He seems excited by it, so you're naturally excited as well.

That's all that there is to changes to your body. But Master bought you so many new things to wear. Tops so short and with such a deep cleavage you may as well don't wear them. Of course, you're not wearing any bra underneath. You're wearing bras only on their own now. Same goes with panties. Your skirts are so short one can see there's nothing underneath.

Well, not exactly. There's always an anal plug in your ass, unless, of course, there's Master's cock there or he wants to stare at your loose hole. Your other hole is always occupied as well. Either by dildo, vibrating egg, other toy or Master's cock, of course. From other toys you're also wearing nipple clamps. Always with some jewels. Oh, and there's of course collar around your neck. You love when Master attaches a leash and orders you to walk like a bitch you are.

The other changes are inside. The training you went through made you become constantly horny. All you can think now is sex, Master, cocks, being slutty and big tits. No other thoughts in your head. You also lost the ability to think and say about yourself in first person. You say about yourself in third person, always calling yourself degrading names. You're a stupid bimbo now. And you love it. It's much easier when Master thinks for you.

For the last year you've been having sex with Master and his friends, both male and female. Of course, they were paying for it. They all love it, especially after your body changes. You love it as well. Your whole life is all about sex now. Even more ever since you've became a prostitute and started fucking strangers. You became a city's favourite in no time. You weren't surprised when even your former co-workers started to use you. They didn't seem too surprised to see you as a whore as well. And they were so surprised when you quit your job...

'****!' you hear Master's voice. 'Where are you?'

'Bimbo is coming, Master!' you call back and giggle. You hurry out of the bathroom and go to the hall. Master is waiting there for you. You kiss him on the lips and he gropes your ass, causing you to moan into his mouth.

'Ready, whore?' he asks.

'Slut is ready, Master,' you answer, grinning. 'Bitch will do her best to please Master.'

'Good,' he says and gropes your tits. 'Remember, this is a new start for us.'

Today you're going to film your first porn. You're already dripping in excitement. You're going to get fucked and it's going to be filmed. And other people will watch it! So exciting!

You giggle and press your face to Master's chest as you leave your apartment. Life is good.