Melissa

"Let's see," Mistress Laurie thinks aloud. "What to name you? What to name you?" She paces back and forth. You can't help but admire her legs as she walks.

"Hmmm . . . Laura? No. Karen? Too plain. Maria? Pretty, but . . . ."

Suddenly, she stops in her tracks.

"I know!" She cries out. "You will be 'Melissa!' I will call you 'Missy' for short!"

You feel a wave of embarrassment come over you at the thought of being given such an unmistakly feminine name. You already feel ridiculous enough just wearing a French maid dress. Thanks to the transformation spell, however, your dress, stockings, briefs, and heels all fit your new female form to perfection.

Mistress Laurie approaches you and looks you right in the eye. You continue listening to her, unable to do much else.

"Missy, my dear," she says, with a grin slowly forming across her face, "it's time to have some fun."

"Yes, mistress," you reply in an alluring tone. However, you then add, "What, no! This is insane! You can't do this to me!"

Mistress Laurie gives you a displeased look. "Tell me I can do whatever I want to you," she orders you.

Again, Mistress Laurie's words are too powerful for you to fight. "You can do whatever you want to me," you say.

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