Charlene awoke before I did, & she woke me with a pinch to my nipples which brought me thrashing awake.
"Easy, girl," she chided. "Good morning, Sweetie!"
"Um...hi," I blushed.
"Go get yourself ready for the day. I think I want some oatmeal, today, Sweetie."
"Yes, ma'am."
I went to my shower, washed the dried cum off my face, gave myself an enema, & was drying off, when Charlene entered the room.
:Why is the toilet seat up, Sweetie?"
"I...er...pee in there, ma'am," I replied.
"No no no! A girl always pees sitting down, Sweetie! Damn, girl! Do I have to teach you everything? If I see this seat up again, I'm going to add this to your uniform," she said, holding up a little plastic thing.
"What is that, m'lady?"
"It's a nasty little chastity device. It's designed to hold your clit down, so that it can't get hard," she grinned. "It also makes you sit down to pee. Would you like to try it on?"
"No, thank you. I'll remember in the future, ma'am."
"See that you do! Now, what should we do today? I know," she snapped her fingers. "I'll invite Kathy over for lunch! Maybe she'd like to see you ride the Sybian."
"Please, ma'am! I'm still sore from yesterday..."
"Well, I'm sure we'll think of something to do together. Maybe Melissa has your new uniform ready. I'll call her."
She left me there, naked. I finished drying, put the toilet lid down, & went to find my bra & corset in her room. They weren't there. I found my heels, though, & locked them in place, after I donned my stockings.
I went to the kitchen to find Charlene on the phone, & started making oatmeal for our breakfast.
"Oh really?" I overheard her say. "And what will you do, then? That's a pretty good idea! Okay, I'll see you later!"
She hung up the phone. & turned to me.
"It seems that you really got Rachael all wound up! She went off on Mel last night about you. Mel says she's jealous! You must have really eaten her pussy well the other day, Sweetie!"
"Just trying to do a good job, ma'am." I replied, trying to suppress a smile.
"Uh huh! Well, Mel's had this problem with her before. In fact, that's why Rachael looks like she does. Mel had had enough, & put the screws to her to put her in her place. Rachael has this really strong homophobia. I think that you're going to be off the hook, today, while Rachael's on it!"
That bit of news certainly brightened my outlook for the day. I nearly hummed as I fixed breakfast, I was so happy.
We worked on my demeanor for awhile, until Charlene was satisfied at my posture & movements. Then I had to don that damned hot wig, & apply make up, before she'd let me get dressed.
"I love to see you traipsing around with your titties sticking out. Sweetie." she teased me, making me blush.
She was downright kind to me that morning, helping me with my corset after rubbing the creams into my tits & ass. I was told to leave off the bra, because she wanted to see my tits all day, sitting there on the shelf created by the corset. She even left out my butt plug, to my joy, though she did dip four fingers into my ass as she rubbed the cream into my skin. I didn't mind that, though, It felt kind of good. I was also allowed to forgo the open-assed skirt, & though I was exposed all morning, it didn't seem to matter, since it was just we two.
My little pink apron was replaced with an identical yellow one, which seemed even more transparent, if that were possible, & I was happily tip-toeing around in my heels as the doorbell rang.
"Get that for me, Sweetie," Charlene called from the other room.
Expecting to see Kathy at the door, I didn't even bother putting on my jacket before opening the door wide. Imagine my surprise at seeing Bob, the GF from the job site, at the door. I blanched, & tried to hide behind the door as he roared in laughter.
"Who is it, Sweetie? Is it Kathy?"
"No, ma'am," I cried, & I slammed the door & ran up to my room.
There was no lock on my door, so I just plopped myself down on my bed & buried my face in the pillows. That was how Charlene & Bob found me, a few seconds later.
"Sweetie! Is this how you treat guests in my home?"
I didn't even bother raising my head.
"Bob came 'round to make sure you were cooperating, Sweetie, & to make sure that I was safe. Wasn't that thoughtful of him? And then you slammed the door in his face! Shame on you! Now, tell him that you're sorry, dear."
I glanced up to see her standing over me, glowering at me. Bob stood in the doorway, looking amused at my condition. There was nothing to be done at this point, other than to comply, yet again.
"I...I...I'm sorry, Bob," I sobbed.
"Stand up, Sweetie. He's already seen you, so there's no use in hiding."
I glared daggers into Charlene's eyes as I rose from the bed, my tits swaying on my chest. Of all the people she could have exposed me to, this was the very worst! I blushed as his eyes roamed over my breasts. It was almost like he was touching them. Then he looked down to see my cock through the apron. Finally, his eyes rested on my own.
"I would never have believed it if I hadn't seen it for myself, Charlene," he said. "Way to go, girl!"
"Would you like to stay for lunch, Bob?"
"Sure! Does she cook?"
Laughing, Charlene told him I was "more than a pretty face," & that I cooked quite well, both in the kitchen & out of it.
"This, I have to see," he chortled.
As I stood there, blushing, Charlene told me to give them a curtsy, & go & start lunch.
Tears drying on my face, I did as I was told, & as I passed Bob, he patted my ass affectionately. I wanted to crawl in a hole & die, but I made it into the kitchen, & began to make some tuna salad for lunch.
The bell rang again, & this time, I looked before I opened the door. It was Kathy, & she also patted my ass as she entered. I escorted her into the living room, where the sex machine stood on the corner. Bob was sitting next to it in the recliner.
"Anyone want some wine? Sweetie, go open a bottle of white, & bring us all a glass."
I followed Charlene's orders, my entire frame shaking after being exposed to the GF. I put the glasses on a tray, & brought it into the living room. I served Kathy first, who patted my ass gently & thanked me. Then I served Charlene, who took her glass, & thanked me. Finally, I turned to Bob, who sat there grinning like a wolf at me.
As he took his glass of wine, he reached up & tweaked my right nipple, giving me the shudders.
"Nice tits! How did you manage this?"
"It was all in the contract, Bob. They're temporary, of course, but they help her to learn her place. We'll be making them bigger next week, too. We were originally going to use saline, but her behavior made us use actual human collagen, which will last a lot longer, but they do have a nice shape, don't they?"
"Oh yes! I quite like them. They look so real!"
"For all intents & purposes, they ARE real. Go ahead & feel them, & tell me they aren't real breasts."
I stood there with the tray in my hand, as Bob felt around my tits. He hefted them up & dropped them. He squeezed them gently. He stroked them, & to my horror, I found my cock getting hard, & I held the tray in front of myself so he couldn't see it.
"I better go see to lunch," I whispered, afraid of the shaking in my voice.
"Oh, there's no rush, Sweetie," Charlene interjected. "Turn around & let Bob see what we've done with your ass."
Blushing as deep a red as I've ever blushed, I turned on my heels, & felt his rough hands kneading my ass cheeks. I shuddered again as I felt my cock rising once again, tenting out the front of my frilly little apron. I glanced over to see Charlene & Kathy exchanging looks & smiles at my predicament.
"Wow," Bob whispered. "This is really something! She could be a stripper with a bod' like this! And you say her tits will get bigger?"
"Oh yes. At least four cup sizes, before we're through, I think," Charlene answered.
"Look," Kathy cried out. "She likes your touch, Bob!"
My knees nearly gave out as they made me turn to show Bob my erection with the tray held to my side. He just smiled & winked at me.
