"But I'm not a slut," Sharon protested.
"Well, that's what we're here to help with!" said the woman brightly. "We'll make you into a perfect slut in no time at all."
"No, no, you don't understand," Sharon complained. "I don't want to be a slut! I want to get out of here!"
"Ahhh, I see," the receptionist said, nodding. "Well, you'll need to start with our remedial slut program, then. After all, the first step to becoming a good slut is attitude! But you're in luck. We've got a slot available in the remedial course right now. It'll give you the perfect attitude adjustment. Just step through that door right there," she said as she pointed to a door on Sharon's left.
"No --" Sharon began, but was cut off by a painful jolt through her legs.
"Don't be like that, slut," said the familiar voice in her head. "This is the most effective way to ensure your transformation into a perfect fucktoy."
"nnnooooo..." Sharon moaned as she tried to turn back towards the door out. But the pumps sent an even more painful shock through her whole body. she collapsed to her knees.
"You know you want to," the shoes said. "You won't believe how much you'll enjoy it!"
Still reeling from the pain, Sharon thought rebellion would have to wait. Slowly, she walked through the door on her left. She could have sworn the receptionist was beaming happily at her shoes.
Inside the closet-size room, there was a single plush chair. Sharon's shoes told her to sit down and she did. It was time for the attitude adjustment to begin!
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