Stuck as her plaything

Ken groaned as he saw the text message from Allison flash on his phone. “Status update!” Reluctantly, he found the closest mirror and took a selfie, sending to her. He waited for what seemed like ages, staring hesitantly at the dancing bubbles on his screen that indicated she was typing before Allison’s message finally came through.

“Good job on the makeup today, Kate! you pass”

Ken’s heart rate fell as he let out a sigh of relief before it froze in his throat at the sight of another text popping up -

“I think i’m getting tired of the tomboy look though, tomorrow i want to see you in a skirt and something that shows off your boobs, i made them big for a reason you know!” 

“Oh, and don’t forget to smile next time, we wouldn’t want anyone thinking you didn’t love being a woman, right?”

He could sense the thinly veiled threat in her words, the same as always, but as long as she held all the power, all he could do was smile and bear it. He remembered the last time he had disobeyed one of her requests he thought, looking down at the breasts that had once been B cups just a few days ago. 

Unfortunately, his ex-girlfriend had a bit of a vindictive streak. Even more unfortunately, she had inherited a spellbook from her grandmother just days after a particularly bad breakup, leaving her with a lot of time on her hands and the perfect target to practice on. Now, he was stuck as her plaything until she decided he had had enough or got bored and moved on.