Hitman to Helpless
"God damn pervert" Mack "The Knife" Heathfield seathed inwardly "Damn freak, turning me into a fucking chick, dressing me up like a sissy doll. When I get loose, I'll..."
The transformed hitman's train of thought trailed off as he was forced to admit the truth. There was nothing he could do. The man he'd been sent to kill had powers Mack couldn't hope to understand. He"d transformed Mack's body with just a wave of his hand. He was like a wizard or something!
Now he had tits and and something warm and wet between his legs. He could continue to rant and rage in the confines of his head, but outwardly, he was forced into the appearance of simpering submission.
The indignity was almost more than he could bear, and judging from the old man's lustful leer, things were only going to get worse from here.
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