Darling Nikki

"That will look nice on the bulletin board at your office, tears running down your cheeks, got your pretty pink dress and panties on..." Sam started.

"NO! Y-You can't!! please don't do that to me!" Nick exclaimed.

"Relax, you are MY slut now, and if you do what we say, you just might start to like this new life." Sam continued. "By the way, I don't think 'BITCH' suits you, because a bitch would have the power to think and act the way she wanted. We can't have that. Come here, I'll fix that for you." Sam pulled her keys out and stuck the key to Nick's new uniform in the clasps holding the tag on the choker. The tag fell to the floor as Sam pulled out another one and clicked it in it's place. "There, that's much better. See what your mistress did for you?"

Nick turned and his worst fears were confirmed, the tag in the mirror looking back at him said "Sam's Slut". he began to cry again.

Sitting down on the couch, the ladies made him spin and twirl his petticoats as they laughed at him, they began to call him Nikki as Nick was too masculine for him and his name needed proper alteration to fit his new appearance.

He danced, retreived drinks, everything that he was told to do. Finally Jessica couldn't take it anymore. "Aren't you girls getting a little turned-on by this show? I mean I know I am." She said.

"He is just too cute for words, I don't know what's more precious, the clothes he's wearing or the pink blush, eye liner and lipstick we put on him." Sam stated with a smile. "I think he's been fairly good, what do you think?"
"I believe you are right, and yes Jess, it is getting me a little hot watching this little sissy slut tease us." Kim said.

Jess started. "I bet the four of us can have a lot of fun together. I just might be able to even up the odds here a little bit. I happen to have a little surprise too." She then stood up with her massive breasts swaying with her every breath, looked deeply at Samantha and Kimberly and began to pull up her club dress.