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A beautiful blonde woman has you pinned, and you are both now wet an covered with soap suds. She's looking at you with obvious anger, and you find yourself unable to escape her vice-like grasp. She sits on your stomach and holds your arms down on the floor.
"What are you doing in my house and why is the floor covered in suds?"
Her voice is firm, and angry, but controlled and measured."I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" you blurt out, startled by your own female voice. "I had an accident, and I needed to call for help, but there was no one here and I..."
"Consider yourself lucky you didn't go upstairs, cutie. I've got some... interesting anti-theft measures."
She lets go of your arms, and stands back up again. You slowly get to your feet, and you see her entirely now. She has a sweet oval face, pouty lips, an hourglass figure and a wonderful pair of breasts almost as big as your own... or at least, the pair that appeared on you.
"I'm sorry, but I...," you stutter.
"Just calm down," she says, looking you over. You figure you're probably a strange sight, soaking wet and looking terrified. "What's your name?"
You want to say your real name, but suddenly being female, it might not necessarily fit. "Missy," you blurt out, but you're not sure why. Something in her eyes tell you that she thinks you're lying.
"Really, Missy? Well, I think I can do something about your wet clothes. You look about my size, why don't I get you a towel and something to wear. I'm sure you can make up for making this mess, eh?"
Something in her voice makes you think you're really in trouble.
Written by Anon
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