Clint tries to hide from the mob by turning himself into a woman. But can he trust the person he hired to help him?
“Wakey wakey sleeping beauty.” Emily whispered into Clint’s ear. “It’s time to wake up.”
“What…” Clint said groggily, trying to reorient himself. Looking down at his chest, he smiled at the sight of his new breasts. “It’s done then.” He sighed in relief, gingerly stepping out of the bed and walking to a nearby mirror. “Fuck, I knew you were good, but I didn’t think you were this good. I look amazing.” He laughed.
“Just another job.” She laughed along with him, stepping up behind him and caressing his lingerie. “I do enjoy my work… especially when I get to turn a big macho man into a cute little thing like you.”
“Yeah yeah.” Clint smiled, fingering the straps of his satin night gown. “What’s with this lingerie anyways?”
“When you told me you were doing this to hide from the mob, I reached out to them. Let’s just say they were quite interested in getting their hands on you.” She paused, enjoying the look of horror on his face. “And they asked that you be dressed for your new job.”
I hope you all enjoyed this one. Have a good night!