(S)he's Got Legs--Conclusion

The next morning, Harley arrived in a crisp white shirt, navy pencil skirt, dark hose and black patent pumps. Vera again summoned him to her office.

"Sit," she commanded, pointing to the couch. "OBEY!!" He sat, as she pulled up a chair and a small table. On the table was an array of cosmetics that she began applying to his face. In a short time, he was wearing lipstick, blush, eyeshadow and mascara. "There--now, you look like a proper sissy, Holly..."

Harley looked at her with surprise. "Holly, Ms. Demanden?"

"Yes, that is your new name--Miss Holly Hosenheels," she explained. "I have had all your company records altered to reflect it...and I have scheduled an appointment with a lawyer to have the proper documents filed to change it legally. You will, of course, comply. OBEY!!"

"Yes, Ms. Demanden," the newly christened Holly replied.

"Very good...now, I have one last task for my new sissy," she said, as she unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her ample bosom in a black lace bra. "I entrapped you thanks to your leg and foot fetish--though it was unknown to you. Please ask John to come to my office...I believe he has quite a fascination with breasts."

She watched as John approached her office. "Ah, yes," Vera thought. "You will make a perfectly lovely Jean Jigglijugs."

THE END

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