Accept Rick's offer to move in with him and become his 'sex bunny'. But I totally need to find my phone first

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You beam up at Rick, your freckled face glowing with excitement. "OMG, yes! I'd love that!" you squeal, clapping your tiny hands together. "You're gonna take such good care of me!"

Rick's face splits into a triumphant grin as he pats your bare ass possessively. "Damn right I am, princess. Best decision you'll ever make."

A sudden thought pops into your simplified mind. "Wait, I need my phone!" You bounce off the bed, your petite naked body still glistening with sweat and Rick's release. "I think I left it in the bathroom!"

You scamper out of the bedroom, pigtails bouncing with each step. Your movements have a new feminine quality—hips swaying, steps lighter, body more graceful despite your post-sex wobbly legs. In the bathroom, you drop to your hands and knees, peering under the cabinet where you spotted a pink glow.

"There you are!" You reach under and retrieve the phone, its screen still displaying the Perfect Girlfriend App. Becky's animated face winks at you.

"Had fun, babe?" she mouths silently on the screen. "Love the new lifestyle choice!"

You giggle, clutching the phone to your small chest as you skip back to the bedroom where Rick is pulling on his jeans.

"Found it!" you announce triumphantly, waving the phone. Rick glances at it, seeing nothing but what appears to be an Instagram feed.

"Great, now let's get going." Rick doesn't bother offering you clothes, his eyes appreciatively roaming your naked form. "You won't need anything from here. I'll buy you new stuff."

"But I'm all nakey!" you giggle, though the prospect of walking out nude doesn't seem to alarm you as much as it should.

"Here." Rick tosses you his flannel shirt. It's enormous on your tiny frame, hanging to mid-thigh like a dress. The fabric smells of cigarettes and cheap cologne, yet you find yourself inhaling deeply, aroused by his scent.

You slip it on, leaving most buttons undone so your cleavage and occasionally your breasts peek through. Rick watches with undisguised lust as you twirl for him.

"Let's go, let's go!" You grab his meaty hand, tugging him toward the door with surprising strength for your small size. "I wanna see my new home!"

Rick laughs at your enthusiasm. "Eager little thing, aren't you? What about your roommate?"

You pause for only a second before shrugging. "He'll figure it out!" The thought of David coming home to find you gone barely registers as important in your simplified mind.

You pull Rick into the hallway, giggling as he fumbles to lock the door behind you. The shirt rides up as you bounce excitedly, flashing your bare bottom to the empty corridor.

"My car's out front," Rick says, leading you toward the stairwell with his hand firmly on your ass. "You're going to love my place. Got a hot tub and everything."

"Ohmigod, that's so fancy!" you squeal, clutching your phone tightly as you follow him downstairs. Your former life as Ashley the locksmith feels like a distant dream, rapidly fading with each step toward your new existence as Rick's live-in plaything.

12:15 | Saturday 2 Aug 2025 | Putney, London