I woke up to a call on my cell phone. Feeling groggy from a later night than I was used to, I answered without looking at who it was.
"Hello?" I said sleepily into the phone.
"Good morning, Ty. Go to my bathroom and kneel in the floor," a voice came over the phone. Before I processed who was speaking or what was happening, my body shuffled out of bed and my legs took me down the hall and into Destiny's bedroom, past her bed where she sat up watching me, and into her bathroom. I fell to my knees on the tiled floor.
"Good! It still works several hours later," she said excitedly as she walked over to me. She was still wearing just that long t-shirt. "How are you feeling other than, ya know, being under my control?"
"A little sore in my chest." I said and then registered what I had just said. "Wait, that's the feminization, right? Isn't that not supposed to even start for at least a few weeks?"
"Sure, but I told you there might be unexpected results. I didn't just mean the mind control. Maybe the added ingredients speed up the process. That's something we'll monitor," she said clinically.
"Open your mouth," she ordered as she positioned herself above me, using her toilet next to me to prop one leg up. I obeyed. "Now swallow it all and don't spill a drop."
Before I understood her meaning, a warm stream from between her legs hit the back of my throat. My drugged brain did the rest of the work, adjusting my position to best catch it and making me swallow repeatedly without even closing my mouth as it filled. The taste as it passed over my tongue was like a bitter mineral water but not the worst thing I had ever tasted. Something about the humiliation of once again being merely an object for her to use, in this case a simple receptacle, stirred my dick between my legs. Regardless of how I felt about it, I would be compelled to continue swallowing as long as it continued flowing.
"Good. The drug is just as potent as it was yesterday." She said as the last drops left her. "I don't think you'd let me piss down your throat without it. I hope it was okay. I couldn't think of anything else as extreme to do to really make sure I was in complete control still and..I've always wanted to try it."
"It's okay," I said. "It was kind of hot. I, uh, liked it..I think."
She sighed as she brought her leg back down. "You can lick me clean if you want," she said flatly. This was clearly not an order, yet there I was with my tongue between her legs cleaning her up. I thought I had a good grasp on what my own actions were and what was drug-induced and now she was confusing it again. She smiled amusedly at the confusion on my face as I worshiped her pussy seemingly of my own volition but also at her suggestion.
"Excellent. Like the feminization that will happen over time, I think this drug would slowly rewire your brain to be subservient even when not directly ordered to be. If we continued, you'd eventually do these things without me even suggesting it, much less ordering it," she explained. A racing thought flew into my head.
"Am I going to be able to work like this?" I said in a panic and stopping my worship abruptly. Visions of accidentally obeying customers asking for things against company policy or taking my boss's sarcasm literally and doing something embarrassing washed over me as my heart raced.
"Yes! Yes, of course. It's still true that all this hinges on your significant desire for me. Do you feel that way about anyone else?"
"No one else but you," my voice betrayed me and I resumed licking her. Destiny blushed at the romantic implications of what I had just admitted as she looked down on me. It was true that I really wasn't attracted to anyone the way I was to her.
"So.. so you should be fine," she said, regaining her almost aloof poise and pushing my face away from her. "Take off your clothes and join me in the shower."
I obeyed and dropped my clothes to the floor and followed behind her into the shower after she turned it on. I couldn't help but be mesmerized by her body covered in water, a sight I had long imagined in the mornings listening through our thin walls as she showered for the day.
"Use this soap and loofah to wash me. Don't touch me with your hands." Destiny ordered and pointed to the items on the corner shelf. I squirted the soap onto the loofah as she turned her back to me. I rubbed it across her shoulder blades and down to her tailbone. The soap spread across her body and ran down between her ass cheeks as I went. I now pressed the loofah between them, careful not to let my hands touch her perfect skin. My dick stirred while not yet getting fully hard as I squatted down to wash her legs. When I got to her feet, she lifted one of them behind her.
"Lick them first," she said. "Between my toes too. Then you can wash them."
I got on my hands and knees and licked her lifted foot from toe to sole and then in between each toe. I repeated the act for the other foot as she lifted it for me. Then I washed them both with the loofah.
She then turned to face me. Her tits looked incredible with picturesque water droplets lining them. Standing up and totally naked I now noticed the way her ribcage elegantly led to a slightly smaller waist and then back out to full hips. She wasn't skinny by any means but her body was formed into a beautiful hourglass.
"Same rules with these," She said as she lifted her arms to expose her armpits. She bit her lip as she watched me worship her armpits. Once again, I was inches from her tits but my body wouldn't allow me to touch them. I was even closer to the act as I moved from her pits and arms back up and over to washing her chest. The fabric of the loofah was all that stood between my hand and her breasts.
Instead of touching them, my hand continued doing its work of washing them and then down her ribcage to her stomach and then to the other place I adored --her pussy. I was hoping she would state the same rules as she had for her feet and armpits but she never did. In the absence of other orders, I dutifully washed between her legs and then down the front of them.
"Now wash my hair," she said. "The shampoo and conditioner are on the shelf too."
I obeyed and worked the products into her hair with my hands and massaged her scalp gingerly. There was something especially intimate and alluring about touching her long brown hair. The soap ran down her back as it was rinsed. I continued to be enamored by how beautiful her body was.
"Good. Now I suppose you do deserve a treat for all the abuse you've endured last night and this morning," she said, adjusted the shower head to direct it's stream higher, and leaned back against the shower wall.
"Put your hands here," She ordered and placed my hands wide against the shower wall above her shoulders. Between my arms, she grabbed my dick from behind her. "With how much you love my teasing, I don't plan to ever let you actually feel the inside of my pussy. But today I'll let you feel the outside for as long as you can last."
She bent over slightly, guided my dick between her thighs, and pushed it up against her pussy. I felt it harden at the feeling of her soft wet skin touching it and even more so at the thought that her pussy was touching it. She rocked her hips forward and back, rubbing her pussy across my dick. I was not only overwhelmed with the feeling of the outside of her pussy, but of her soft ass pressing against my waist repeatedly.
