I use to be a guy; I’ve actually only been a chick for a few weeks now. I was a typical guy, which means yes, I was a horndog. I also had a kink for making women drink my piss. My wife knew this when we got married, but apparently after six years she couldn’t take it anymore. My wife went on a trip to see some friends and during that time, her strange brother showed up at our house. I was polite and invited him in for a beer. During our conversation he revealed to me that Grace was tired of being with me, and that instead of a divorce, she said he could have me. Of course this had to be a joke, right. But then I realized he had put something in my beer while I had been in the bathroom, and I became sleepy. When I awoke, I was no longer at my house, but at Chad’s apartment. I also no longer was male; I was the female you see before you. My free will was gone, it was impossible for me to disobey my new master. But what’s really fucked up, is that while he’s at work during the day, he...