NARAYANNE: The Offer

"I'm a total nympho, and I got a voracious sexual appetite..." he found himself saying, as he twirled his red hair playfully. *What am I doing?* He wondered to himself, growing further horrified as he heard himself going on and on about his new slutty self. **Why, it seems like you're telling the nice lady what a naughty girl you are** a voice replied. *What? Who's that? You can hear me?* The mayor wondered. **But of course, big guy. Half the fun is simply listening to your little minds anguish under the chains of your new self.** *You're the one that did this?* **You got it. But I decided to take pity on you, make you a little offer.** *An offer?* **Of course. As it stands, you're going to find yourself acting more and more like the dumb little bimbo I made you, and you can do nothing but watch as you act just like these silly little reporters. Or...** *Or what?* **Or you'll be allowed to keep your intelligence, still as and alluring woman with quite a few needs of course. You'll be a slut, but you'll be far smarter than these bimbos, and you can act like it all you want.** *What's the catch?* **The catch is you lose your little sanctuary of masculinity in here. You'll become the new you down to your core. It's a blessing, really: rather than watch in horror as you fuck everything in town, you'll be enjoying it every step of the way. It may sound distressing right now, but what's worse: being a beautiful and sexy woman, or being stuck in the body of a mindless bimbo?** The mayor weighed his options, then gave the voice his answer...