"As a matter of fact," Rick added. "I'm getting an idea right now."
"What kind of idea?" Jim asked as he tugged his miniskirt back on over his newly feminine - and quite perfect - posterior. Before today, he would have never believed he could feel so excited at what had happened to him. Rick transforming him into his dream girl and then using the magical Box to command Jim to have sex with him should have had Jim feeling repulsed.
Instead, he'd found that the feeling of being controlled was one he was kind of enjoying, and when he'd had the chance to get the Box back, he'd surprised even himself when he handed it back over to Rick, putting himself at Rick's mercy.
Jim supposed that since the Box would exact three-fold retribution if Rick used it for anything hurtful or harmful, that it was okay to indulge this new feeling. Of course, at this point, he'd given up any chance of changing his mind. Rick was in control, and Jim had let him have that control.
"You'll see," Rick grinned. "Now come on, let's..."
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