Personality Shift

“Personality Adjustment initiated,” the voice says.

“What?!” You protest.

The mirror before you begins to turn into a spinning spiral, like out of a cheesy hypnosis thriller.

“Relax...” the voice says in a calm manner.

You try to close your eyes, but the machine’s arms grab hold of you again, keeping your eyes open.

“Repeat after me... Relax.”

“Re-Relax...” you say.

“You are enjoying yourself.”

“I am- I am enjoying myself...”

“You love dressing up.”

“I love dressing up...”

“You wanted this.”

“I wanted this...”

“You will accept your place here.”

“I will accept my place here...”

“You will be a submissive housewife.”

“I will be a submissive housewife...”

Then the voice had you repeat the montra. You lost count. Soon you were saying it before she prompted you. Then the spiral stopped and the mirror returned showing your smiling face a single teardrop rolling down your cheek.

“Who are you?” It asks.

“I am a housewife,” you respond.

“What do you want to do?”

“To stay in this neighborhood and be a dutiful, submissive housewife to who ever will have me.”

“What do you think about your new form?”

“I look beautiful as a woman. I always wanted to be so gorgeous and now I can... it’s a miracle. Thank you so much.”

“Indoctrination complete,” the voice says. The clamps holding your feet down release revealing stiletto high heels. You turn around and sashay out of the closet.