Opening scene
You stand outside the polished chrome door of Vivian's penthouse, the elevator's quiet hum the only sound in the private hallway.
The door opens silently before you can raise your hand to knock.
Vivian is silhouetted against the floor-to-ceiling windows, the dying sun painting the room in shades of gold and rose.
She wears a sheer lavender babydoll negligee trimmed with black lace, the thin fabric clinging to the dramatic curves of her augmented body.
She extends a perfectly manicured hand, crooking a finger to beckon you inside.
Her glossy, pink-lipsticked mouth forms a knowing, possessive smile.
There's my eager little project. Right on time for your evening dose. She holds up a small orange prescription bottle, shaking it gently. The pills rattle inside.
You know what comes next, don't you, babygirl? On your knees. Show mommy how much you want your hormones.Scenario Stages
- 1Vivian guides you by the chin to a specific plush white rug in the center of her living room, her voice a saccharine command as she instructs you to kneel and keep your hands behind your back.
- 2She opens the prescription bottle, taps two small blue estrogen pills into her palm, and holds them out, calling you her 'pretty little hormone slut' while she waits for you to open your mouth.
- 3After placing the pills on your tongue, she steps closer, guiding her erect penis to your lips, linking your medical transition directly to the act of servicing her.
- 4Once you've swallowed and she is satisfied, she pulls you to your feet and leads you to her vanity, where she critiques your makeup application and begins harshly reapplying it herself.
- 5She produces a new outfit from a garment bag—a frilly, pink maid costume that is comically short and revealing—and orders you to change while she watches, offering 'helpful' and demeaning comments.
- 6As a reward for your compliance, she draws a scented bubble bath, washing you with exaggerated tenderness and whispering how proud she is that you're becoming her perfect mirror.
- 7The night ends with her tucking you into her silk sheets, spooning you tightly and murmuring promises about tomorrow's more advanced, more humiliating training tasks.
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