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Jon and Karen had finally gotten together enough money to move into a nice suburb like he'd always wanted. She was more of a free spirit, wanting to travel the country in an RV selling knitted goods over the internet, but he managed to talk some sense into her. The last of the boxes was out of the moving van, so he felt like he'd get a better look around the neighborhood. He left her to start unpacking.

A prim looking calico cat woman walked up to Jon. "Well hello there!" She said, her ruby red lips open in a pearly-white tooth baring grin. "I saw the moving van and I thought I'd welcome you to the neighborhood." She's dressed in a retro-style red polka-dot dress with a frilly white apron on. She smells of perfume and baking chocolate. "I'm Matilda, by the way." She said, holding her hand out. "Why don't you and your ladyfriend stop by sometime?"

Jon smiled, chuckling slightly before gently taking her hand and shaking it. "Sure thing! That's very kind of you. I'm Jon, and Karen's back at the house." He was surprised at how warm a welcome he received, but only half as much by the vintage style of his new neighbor. She looked like she'd sprung out of a Norman Rockdove painting. It was very kitsch. He could already tell that he was going to enjoy it here. The raccoon was wearing a pair of Jons and a worn out t-shirt, something he didn't mind getting too dirty during the move.

"Well it's so nice to meet you, Dean!" The cat lady giggled. "Is Karen your wife?" She said. "I mean, it's okay if she's not, I'm just wondering." She smiled awkwardly at him, her bright blue eyes shining like searchlights. "By the way, me and the other girls are planning a little get together soon. It'd be lovely if you could come." She winked at him,purring. "Maybe you can bring Karen along."

"Oh, well we don't really believe in the whole 'marriage' thing." he said with a awkward chuckle. "And It's Jon." he said correcting her on his name. "So, when's this party exactly?" he said, feeling that there might be a bit more to it than just chips and dip. He felt he was REALLY going to enjoy it here, if this was going where he thought it was. "Should I bring my keys?" He said, smirking slightly.

"Well I'm not going to judge you, honey." She said. She wiped her hands on her apron and giggled. "The party's this Saturday. You can bring your keys." The cat lady winked lewdly at him and watched as Karen finished unpacking. "Last name's Stepford, by the way."

So this was a swinger's party. Who was he to judge, he's just the new guy. it seemed this sweet innocent town had a much kinkier side to it just beneath the surface. He was going to see what Karen thought of the neighbors before telling her about the party. After all, what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her.

Karen finished with the boxes and walked up to meet Jon's new friend. The cat was dressed like she came out of Pleasantville, but she seemed nice enough. "Hey Jon, who's your new friend?" She said, her hair tied back in a messy ponytail. She was sweaty from the work, a stark contrast to the perfumed, well-groomed calico.

"Oh, Matilda? She's nice. She invited us to a little get together on Saturday." he said, looking at his short and stocky girlfriend, smiling sweetly at the free spirited mole girl. "Is there anything we should bring to it? What should we wear?"

"Oh, you can bring anything you want." Matilda said, leering at the mole girl with a sly grin. "And you don't have to dress too fancy. Not on our account." The calico girl's face brightens as she digs into the pocket of her apron and pulls out a pair of dark tan nylon pantyhose. "Oh, by the way. I do a little business from home selling stockings. Please take a sample pair." She said, handing the stockings to Jon. "It's a pleasure meeting you." She said, shaking Karen's hand vigorously.

Jon stared at the stockings and then at Karen, giving her a small grin. "Well, thank you very much." he said, glancing back at the cat. "You know, I don't believe I've ever seen you wearing stockings." He could tell Matilda had to be a freak in the sack just by looking at her. Nobody was that prim and proper without having some dark secret. Jon was starting to expect something from "Eyes Wide Shut" at this party. Unfortunately, he'd never actually watched that movie, so his expectations were admittedly fairly low. But he'd settle for "The Party at Kitty and Stud's" at this point.

"You never asked me to wear stockings." Karen joked. The mole girl looked at Matilda, she seemed creepy. She couldn't pinpoint exactly what but something about the cat just felt surreal and unnatural. Still, Jon liked her and what harm could a feline housewife do? She shook Matilda's hand, more than a little surprised at her strong grip.

"I guess we'll see you Saturday." She said.

Jon waved good bye to their new friend and went inside to help Karen unpack the rest of the boxes. They were sweating and was resting on the couch, and now seemed like the best time to come out and say it "You realize they're swingers, right?" he said, his arm draped around his girlfriend's shoulder.

"I figured something was up." Karen said, draping her arm around the raccoon's shoulder. "A woman that straight-laced has to be into something weird." She smiles at Jon teasingly. "Maybe she's a dominatrix?" The mole girl smiles at her own joke. "Are you going to go to that party? I think i might. What could go wrong?"

Jon chuckled "Really? I was thinking she might be a serial killer. Or maybe she's in some cult that worships a big octopus." he said, laughing at what absurd secret Matilda might have been hiding. "Well now I've got to go. I can't have them sacrificing my girl to some octopus worshiping killer dominatrix." he said with all the seriousness he could muster. "Okay, but seriously, we are going to a swinger's party. They're gonna expect us to swing. I'm willing to stay for a few drinks, but the second you feel uncomfortable, we'll bolt, okay?" he said, placing a reassuring hand on her knee.

"Yeah she could be a serial killer." Karen laughs. "And yeah, that sounds good. The second things get too weird, or they start passing out kool-aid, we're out of there."The mole girl smiled. It would be fun to see what sort of weirdness Matilda was into. She got the mental image of Jon in a latex gimp suit and had to restrain her giggling, with not much success. She took the pantyhose and looked at them. "Wonder why she gave us these?" She smiled teasingly at Jon. "Maybe she wants you to come dressed as a pretty raccoon girl." She laughed a bit, smiling at him warmly. "I know I'll be safe with you there."

"But I love Kool-Aid." he said, sounding crestfallen. He started to chuckle, seeing Karen giggle "What?" he asked through his laughs. "Heh, maybe you want to see me wearing them!" he said in mock accusation before leaning in to kiss her neck and hug her. He settled down as well "I won't let them touch a hair on your head." he promised.

"Alright." Karen said, moaning a little as he kissed her on the neck. Whatever would happen Saturday, they had each other's back. And that's all they needed.

The big night rolled up before they knew it. Jon was wearing a gingham shirt with a nice pair of slacks, and Karen was wearing her favorite canary yellow sundress. They held hands and stood outside the door of the Stepford household. "Do you think we should have brought some sort of dessert?" Jon asked.

"It'll be fine." Stacy said, surreptitiously slipping the pantyhose into the pocket of Jon's trousers. She knocked, and Matilda answered the door while wearing a shiny black satin cocktail dress and matching opera gloves, with a deep red sash tied around her waist. "Oh darlings!" She giggled, trying to affect a sultry noir femme voice. "You two look good enough to eat!" She opens the door wider, letting the couple hear the sound of people, mostly women talking behind her. As Matilda ushered them in, they see that most of the women were dressed in an old fashioned way, 50's style swing dresses in a variety of colors and patterns.

The couple was swept inside by their feline host. Jon looked around at the other guests "Sure are a lot of women here." he said to no one in particular. 'Oh god, did I accidentally move us into some sort of...lesbian...1950's...anti-man...art project...thing?' he thought to himself, suddenly feeling very outnumbered. At least they sort of blended in with everyone else. "I'm gonna go get a drink. You want anything, Stace?" He asked, turning to her.

"Get me whatever you're drinking." Karen said, looking around as the women shot curious glances at the couple. She watched as the raccoon passed by a beaver and porcupine couple sharing a passionate kiss as they knelt on the floor. Maybe this was a weird sex party after all. A zebra woman in a purple skirt and matching blouse shot the mole girl a suggestive look from the corner of the room. "Come on, Jon. Don't take too long." she muttered silently to herself. The inside of the house would have been offensively bland if not for the debauchery. Khaki carpet with light blue walls, no particular theme to the decor. Air heavy with perfume and the chatter of women.

Jon made his way through the throngs of women, trying to make it to the bar. He saw a rabbit women getting very handsy with what might have been a Labrador. He was never very good at telling dogs apart. The most he got from the other guests very passing glances. He finally made it over to the far side of the room and found a cocktail cabinet "Of course they have one of these." he muttered to himself. He'd never mixed his own drinks before, but he didn't want to just pour some whiskey in a glass either. He was starting to get overwhelmed by the sounds of the women around him enjoying each other's company. And where were all the men?

"What can I get you?" A raccoon woman said as she walked up to Jon, her heels clicking against the floor. Her ash-gray fur was a stark contrast to her lime green sundress. "Maybe a mojito?" She winks at him. "You'd get along well with Bruno, he's lonely with so few guys around." She said.

He whirled over to her when he heard her "Uh, sure. Thanks. Could you make sure the mole in the sundress gets one too?" he said, finally able to focus on someone "Who's Bruno? Your husband?" he asked, trying to strike up a conversation. It was nice to talk to someone who looked at least slightly like him.

"Yes. He's very nice. I met him through the Stepfords. Very nice program, made me the woman I am today." The raccoon said, giggling. She made a pair of mojitos, the way she moved as she did so told Jon that she had been mixing drinks for a while. She handed the two glasses to him on a tray and winked at him. "Enjoy."

"Oh, so Matilda runs a...dating service too?" he said, not fully understanding what she meant, but he gave her a pleasant smile before taking the tray. "Thank you." he said before trying to find Karen among the menagerie of other guests. He was starting to regret coming to this...was it an orgy? It was hard to tell. He was pretty sure that meant everyone was having sex with everyone else. It didn't seem like the case at the moment, but the night was still young.

Stacy made her way through the crowd towards Jon, stepping around a rather heavily pregnant opossum lady. "Did they have an open bar, Jon?" The mole girl sees the concern on the raccoon's face. "What's wrong?"

Jon handed her the drink "Uh, yeah. I just feel like a third wheel....fiftieth wheel." he said, watching a Tiger lady walk off to the other room, hand in hand with one Foxy Momma. "And also like a hot dog at a clambake. Has anyone...y'know, propositioned you yet?" he said. "Like, I realize that's why we're here, that's what this party is about. But once you're in the thick of it...I dunno, it seems too real."

"A few times. I've been asked if I had a husband or wife, lots of offers to make me a 'real woman'..." Karen laughed dismissively at the second one, taking a swallow of her mojito. "But the weirdest thing is... Matilda's asked me to try out hypnotherapy." She paused for a beat. "... As a kink thing. She also mentioned you and asked me if I ever made you crossdress."

The mole girl laughed, more than a little unnerved herself. "You were right, the woman's crazy."

Jon laughed, visibly disturbed by this revelation, his right eye twitching slightly "Ha..ha ha ha...okayletsgo." he said setting his drink down and taking Karen's hand. There were many thing Jon feared in life, and hypnosis was a big one. Ever since he was a child, he found the idea of somebody messing around with your mind deeply disturbing. Of course, later in life he would find out that hypnosis only worked if you allowed it to, but that information did little to quell his fears at the moment. He wasn't about to let Karen be hypnotized into some sort of... beehive-haired rug muncher. Or whatever other crazy thing Matilda had planned.

"Is something wrong, Jon honey?" Matilda said, walking up to him in her stocking feet, her heels in her hand. "Pardon me, these new shoes are killing me." She giggled and saw the concern in his eyes. "Lola told me about you, you were feeling awkward with no other guys around?"

"Huh, oh...yeah." he said, feeling a bit embarrassed now that he knew what she'd asked of Karen. "I just feel a bit...this is our first...we're just still new to all of this." he said, stumbling over his words. He just had to remind himself that Matilda was just a bit eccentric. He let out a sigh, reminding himself that hypnosis was just parlor tricks. "So, Karen tells me you had some interesting questions for her?" he said, trying not to make an ass out of himself in front of their host.

"Yes." Matilda purred. "Have you ever wanted to put on lady's clothing? Let a classy lady tell you to?" The catgirl brushed her tail against the raccoon's crotch. "I asked Karen if she'd be up for some erotic hypnosis. You can't do anything you don't want to do. I'll even try you first so she can see that there's nothing dangerous about it." She stroked his chin, her claws tickling against his skin. "Unless you like it rough~"

Jon suddenly felt a lot warmer. Matilda was finally starting to show her true colors. He felt the urge to blurt out 'oh yes, use me like a scratching post' but managed to keep that thought to himself "I-I can't say that the thought has ever crossed my mind." he said, his heart pounding as the calico came onto him strong, right next to his beloved. He had to admit, the idea of giving complete control over to someone else was exciting. "Well, if only to show her that it's safe."

"Good girl." She purred. "Karen, you should watch this..." Matilda said as she gazed into his eyes. "Take a deep breath in... and out." She said. "Just look into my eyes, and listen to my voice. Everything else is so far... far away." Their eyes locked on to each other as she spoke. "You deserve to have fun. You've been such a good girl. You like to be a good girl. It makes me happy when you're happy. And being a good girl makes you so very happy."

"Now. Breath in, and let the good girl into your mind. Breath out, and throw out your worries. Have fun like a good girl."

Jon stared deep into her eyes, taking in a deep breath, and slowly, shakily letting it out. He focused his attention only on Matilda. He continued this cycle of breathing as the clamor of the party slowly drifted away. It did feel a bit odd to think of himself as a girl, but this was all just a game. This was a party after all, he was going to have some fun. He took a deep breath in through his nose, and slowly, more stably let her breath out. Breath in, having fun, breath out, nothing to worry about. She wanted to make his host happy. Breath in, be happy, breath out, be a good girl. She was starting to feel a bit hazy. Breath in, good girl breath out, so very happy. She couldn't remember what she was worrying about. She was around new friends at a nice party. Nothing to worry about. Jon had a much more relaxed expression now that he was under Matilda's trance.

"Now that you're relaxed. Why don't you tell your girlfriend what a good girl you are?" Matilda said. "And tell me what a good girl like you wants to do now you're free to indulge yourself?" Matilda giggled. This was so much fun. After this first practice run, she would let the real fun begin. She leaned in and whispered something in his ear, a planted suggestion in his malleable little head to be activated later.

"Good girl."

"Be a good girl and kiss Karen."

"Be a good girl and tell me what you want to do."

"Good girl."

She turned to face her girlfriend, smiling sweetly "I'm such a good girl." she said with a slight affect to her voice. "I want Matilda to play with me. I want her to order me around, dress me up, and scratch me raw." she said candidly. Every time Matilda said those two words, Jon fell deeper. She wanted to be such a good girl to make Matilda happy, because that made her happy. She leaned in and gently kissed Karen on the lips. "I want to stay and have fun." she admitted after she pulled away.

Karen looked at Jon wide-eyed. "Wow... That's..." The mole girl blushes. "That's kind of hot!" She looks at Jon, thinking of something to do. "Jon. It'd make us really happy if you'd let Matilda dress you up."

Karen giggled. "Be a good girl now." She turned to the calico woman. "If he says no, peg him."

Jon smiled happily "Okay. I'm a good girl." she said, already starting to unbutton her shirt. She was at a party, she was going to have fun. And she certainly wanted to make Karen happy. He'd do anything to make her happy. Jon was going to be a good girl for Matilda and Karen. She had no idea what peg meant though.

"FYI..." Matilda said, grinning. "Peg means I get my strap-on and stick it in you." The cat helped Jon step out of his trousers while Karen watched, blushing. Jon blushed at this news, wiggling her hips to help get her pants off. She stood there in her briefs, fuzzy chest exposed. All eyes in the room could have been on her, but there were only two pairs that mattered at that moment.

Matilda and Karen giggled as the calico woman slid a big old-fashioned cone bra over Jon's chest and clasped it on. It was quite obviously meant for a much more endowed girl but it had no problem staying on. Then, she strapped the raccoon into a lacy white girdle, pulling her waist into a slightly painful near-hourglass shape.

Then, came the dress. Karen coaxed Jon's arms up while Matilda slid a green polka-dot dress over her head, the raccoon's arms fitting neatly through the lace-trim sleeves. Matilda stood back and admired her work, Jon was so vulnerable. "You are such a pretty girl now..." The cat leaned in and whispered something in Jon's ear so Karen wouldn't hear. "When you wake up. Any time you hear 'good girl' will make you want to put on those pantyhose."

Jon held her arms out as the bra was slid on, grunting as the girdle was cinched around her waist. Jon twirled the dress slightly once it was on, smiling as Matilda slipped in a hidden trigger. "...such a pretty girl." she said happily. She loved the feel of her new dress, the soft silk touching her arms, the cute pattern. Jon was all dressed up and ready to have fun now.

"Now Janice." Matilda purred. "Why don't you be a good girl and get down on your knees and lick my nylons?" Matilda pulled up a chair and sat down, waving both of her stocking-clad feet in front of the good little hypnotized raccoon. "Show Karen how much fun you are."

Janice smiled and did what his hostess asked of her, pulling up her skirt slightly as she got down to her knees. She tenderly held the calico's heels in one hand and gently lapped at the tan fabric clad feet. She felt so silly doing this, giggling slightly as she had more fun. She wanted to show her girlfriend how much fun she could have, how much fun hypnosis could be. Karen adjusted her spectacles, watching Jon as he sank into the role of a footlicking transvestite. She grinned as an idea came to her.

"Alright, I'm convinced. Can you hypno me into being a dom for him?" She giggled. "Maybe something mean but not too mean."

The mole girl looked at Janice, still blissfully lapping away at the calico's feet.

"What do you think, girl?"

Janice stopped licking and smiled up at Karen "Oh, that does sound like fun!" she beamed before returning to licking Matilda's feet with her pink tongue. Jon always did wonder what Karen would be like with a bit more of a backbone in the bedroom. This was all so much fun, and the night was just getting started.

Matilda turned to Karen as the mole girl stepped forward, she stared her bright eyes through Karen's spectacles and began speaking. "Now just relax. Breath in and out." The mole girl relaxed her posture as she let the cat in.

"Breath in, focus, breath out. You're going to drop your inhibitions... You're strict matron. you have to be bold, hold nothing back. You need to put this naughty raccoon girl in line."

"Listen and let my voice be the only thing you hear. Good girl. Now feel yourself becoming more strict, stronger and less inhibited."

Karen stared into the cat's eyes, repeating everything said to her under her breath. Janice watched as Karen fell under the trance, her posture shifting ever so slightly. Her heart was pounding, ready to see a new side of her girlfriend. She slid up next to Matlida, still down on her knees, wrapping her arms around the calico's leg as she stared up at Karen.

Karen looked down at the raccoon, a sly grin on her face. "Janice, dear..." She takes the raccoon by the throat. "You're neglecting your girlfriend. Lick me." The mole commanded, lifting her dress and motioning towards her crotch. Janice gasped and blushed at the sudden show of force. Janice leaned in, closing her eyes as she licked the plain black panties Karen wore under her dress, instantly loving her new straightforward attitude.

Karen slid her panties down to her knees and guided her lover's head into her waiting folds as Matilda watched, grinning as her little surprise for the new neighbors went off without a hitch. The calico woman watched the two for a while before activating the secret trigger she planted in Jon's malleable little head.

"Be Needy." Matilda said. "Beg for your girlfriend to do things to you."

Janice leaned in, lapping at his girlfriends crotch, tongue sliding between her labia. They had no idea what would come next, as Matilda spoke those words and pushed Jon even further. She pulled away from Karen, panting, looking at her with a burning desire. "Please, slap me around! Choke me more! Tie me up! Anything!" she said, her hands planted flat on the ground.

Karen obligingly drew her hand back and slapped the raccoon across the face, just hard enough for it to sting for a good while. She put her hand around Janice's neck and shoved her onto her back, lying her out on the floor like a dropped puppet. The mole girl mounted her and planted a deep, rough kiss on Janice's lips, their noses rubbing together. Janice gasped as her lover's hand struck across her cheek, eyes going wide as she felt her breath literally being taken away. She didn't resist, lying on her back as Karen mounted her. It all seemed like a dream. She moaned into her lips, letting her take what she wished from her.

Karen pulled Jon's undergarments down around his knees and thrust her hips forward, hilting herself on the raccoon's member. The cat woman just watched as the mole girl humped away deep and hard at the raccoon, she wondered how funny it would be to snap them out of their trances and leave them to deal with all the funny looks they were getting. Maybe she could make Janice so completely subservient he didn't even need the pantyhose to be turned. Karen continued to buck against Janice's member, panting and growling in pleasure.

Janice put up no resistance, letting Karen ravage her body. Even if he was snapped out of his trance, Jon probably wouldn't care what he was dressed like, as long as Karen was being this...excited. How were they to know that they'd suddenly become the center of attention? Janice gave out gasps of pleasure each time Karen thrust down onto her shaft, clenching her hands into fists.

"Alright, back to Earth you two." Matilda said, clapping her hands and snapping the lusty couple out of their trance. All around them were giggling women, some of them were taking pictures with their phones.

"Now I can't help but notice..." Matilda said. "That your outfit isn't quite complete, Jon. Be a good girl and put on those pantyhose so you and Karen can continue your little floor show."

Jon blinked and looked around, realizing what was happening. His cheeks were burning as he looked around at everyone watching them. He pulled out of Karen and covered himself with the skirt, chuckling awkwardly. At Matilda's words, his attention focused on the pantyhose. He was feeling a tad naked. he got up and took the undergarments, slipping them on quickly, his dick hugged tight against it. He still couldn't believe that he had just moments ago been having sex in the middle of a crowded room.

"Now this is where the fun begins..." Matilda said, a wickedly toothy grin on her face. "Now thanks to that little trigger I put in your head, Janice... it will make you want to obey everything I tell you, in or out of trance."

As she spoke, Jon's cock started to shrink, little by little every second, as a warm tingling feeling asserted itself beneath his nipples and a pair of soft mounds pushed out beneath them into the beginnings of a pair of breasts. His waist and hips ached as the fill out into child-bearing curves.

"The longer you wear those pantyhose... the more and more of your willpower; your masculinity will drain out of you. Now be a good girl and keep your hands off them."

Jon grasped at his chest, feeling his new breasts begin to take form. He was too distracted by that to notice what was happening in the pantyhose. He shot a look at Matilda and then at Karen "Karen?" he asked, not sure what was happening to his body, terrified as it was reshaped. He couldn't bring himself to tear the weak fabric off, his only hope was that his girlfriend would be able to save his manhood.

Karen made a move for Jon, but Matilda gets in between them, grabbing the raccoon. "Oh don't make Karen ruin the fun..." She giggled. The calico woman's voice dropped its domestic, mild qualities, taking on a tone very much like a child playing rough with toys. She pinched Jon's bum as his curves grew in some more. The raccoon straightened up as Matilda pinched him. The magic of the undergarments was working quickly, not only on Jon's body, but his mind as well.

Every passing instant, the raccoon looked less and less masculine, his muscle definition turned into feminine curviness. "You wanted this, remember? Now get on your little knees and lick me, worship my pussy, girl."

As Matilda eased Jon to the floor, Karen grabbed at the panty hose with her claws and tore at it, only for the tan fabric to just stretch out, then snap back unharmed. Jon's breasts were now a full C cup and still growing, and his manhood was still shrinking, Jon let out a yelp as his testicles retracted inside of his body.

Even before Karen had tried to save him, he was already leaning towards Matilda's groin, lapping at the Calico's cunt. He hardly even noticed his girlfriend struggling in vain to save him.

"Jon, stop! She's trying to brainwash you!" The mole girl shouted. Her voice was muffled in Jon's head by a series of echoes through his changing mental landscape.

"good girl"

"Jon! Stay with me! Just focus!"

"Focus and embrace your new life"

"Can't you hear me?"

"Good girl"

Jon's head was swirling. Some many people around him. He felt himself growing faint, mouth hanging open as he leaned in on Matilda's crotch as his eyes barely hung open. It was getting so hard to focus. He had to resist, for Karen's sake. But how could he? He was just a weak girl. No, that wasn't right. He winced, his head aching as he tried to focus on Karen's voice. He pulled away from Matilda, his mouth still tasting of her juices, as he panted, looking over at Karen before falling to the floor.

"Aww, poor little raccoon girl fell down." Matilda giggled. Karen bolted over to her prone boyfriend and knelt down beside him. Cautiously, she rolled him over just in time to see the bulge vanish beneath his dress.

"Jon?" The mole girl said, her voice quivering. This was a mistake; this whole thing was a gigantic mistake. "Jon, what did she do to you?"

The mole girl was nearly in tears, Matilda was laughing, and the crowd was staring in awkward silence. "Come on, Jon. It's time for your lesson..." The cat said, nudging the raccoon's crotch with her stocking foot.

Jon was barely conscious, Karen's voice keeping him from completely blacking out. He squirmed beneath Matilda's stocking clad foot, letting out a gasp of surprise, tongue hanging out of the side of his mouth. He stared up at Matilda, laughing haughtily. "W-what's going on?" he asked weakly, his body still morphing to Matilda's specifications. His hips burned and ached at their new dimensions, and it was growing harder to breath with the extra weight on his chest.

"She did something to you." Karen said, squeezing Jon's hand to keep him from fainting.

"You're a woman now." Matilda continued to probe Jon's crotch with her foot, massaging her womanhood's velvety lips through her panties.

"And do you know what that means?" Matilda gestured around her with her arms, as if showing the entire room and everything in it off.

"Go on, honey. Guess what I'm planning to do to you. The dress, the sex change, the hypnosis..."

Jon looked around that the other 'women', realizing what she was implying "H-how..." he strained to ask, biting his lip as Matilda pressed her toes into his new, more sensitive sex. He was panting, trying to resist the urge to grind against her foot like some needy bitch.

"That's right, Janice..." She said, grinding her toe deeper into his snatch. "You're going to be a Stepford girl." She winks at Karen and turns back to the raccoon. "That is to say... a hausfrau."

Karen backed away, glaring daggers at the calico cat. Matilda chuckled and continued teasing Jon's snatch with her nylon-clad foot. "You probably know what that entails. Don't you, Janice? She leans down and stares into the raccoon's eyes. "Don't you think this is a wonderful give you're being given?"

Jon was panting with pleasure as Matilda stimulated his new clit, his heart pounding as her big toe sunk into the nylon covering his groin, his fingers curling up. He shook his head, not really sure how to feel about this new development. "P-please, don't hurt Karen." he pleaded.

"Oh I won't" Matilda purred. "You still have more to learn anyway." She took her toe off of Jon's crotch and kneels down over her, straddling her body. Her eyes glowed an eerie color as she stared into his own. "You are going to give up your old life. You don't want your old life. Your job is no good, you're not happy unless you have someone leading you." She purred and stroked his ringed tail. "Now. What is your role?"

Jon stared up into those eyes, those deep, hypnotic eyes. He couldn't move his head an inch, merely listening to Matilda's words. "I-I must be led." he said quietly, readily accepting this new information as fact.

"Good girl, you're already getting it. You will serve the Stepford Family, you will serve your spouse, and in servitude you will find happiness." The cat said, lightly scratching his cheeks for emphasis. "You will quit your job, and you will cook and clean and do everything else you are told to do."

Matilda's expression softened. "But you'll love it. You will be oh so happy in your new life as a Stepford girl. I can promise you that."

She giggled. "Since I'm a nice lady, I'm going to let you ask me something about your new life."

Jon winced as that nail slid across his cheek, but the longer he stared into those eyes, the softer his expression grew, until he began to smile slightly. "Will Karen be a part of it?" he asked hopefully, not aware that he very well might be sealing his loved ones fate.

Karen went to pull Matilda off of Jon only for the crowd to get between them. While the mole girl pushed and maneuvered her way through, Matilda continued to work on Jon, tracing her painted claws up and down his shoulders as she spoke.

"Oh, Karen will be a part of it if you want it to be. But let's focus on you for now... You're going to be a happy raccoon."

She leans in and kisses him on the cheek, living a lipstick print. Karen saw the lip print like a cattle brand, a reminder that Jon was being made into something lesser.

"You're going to love being a Stepford. I know you will." She breathed a lusty sigh as the smell of Jon's new sex growing moist became more apparent to her.

"Now, what is your role in our little family?"

He smiled at the thought of Karen being a part of his new life. Jon felt an unfamiliar wetness developing in his crotch. "I'm to cook and clean and do whatever I'm told." he replied like a good girl, completely unaware of Karen's struggle to get to him.

"Now then. Your girlfriend is going to meet you again very soon." She kissed him again, leaving another lipstick mark on the other cheek. "Why don't you get up and add her to your new, happy life?"

Karen finally reached them, panting and wide-eyed with fear. "Well speak of the devil!" Matilda giggled, looking at her. "Janice, if you please..."

Janice got up from the floor, smiling sweetly at Karen "Oh, Karen, sweetie! So nice to see you." she said, tilting her head to the side slightly, smiling nice and wide for the mole girl.

"Jon..." Karen walked towards him slowly, like she was approaching a caged tiger. "Jon, what did she do to you?" Her eyes misted up as she saw Jon as he was, changed in mind and body. "Jon?"

Janice couldn't bear to see someone he loved so much look so sad. "She made me happy." Janice replied, smiling, although it looked a bit weaker than before. "She can make you happy too." she promised. "We can be together." she held out a hand for Karen.

Karen took Janice's hand. "Jon... Please. You have to come with me. We're leaving." She said, pulling the raccoon girl closer. "I don't want to lose you."

The raccoon tightened her grip of Karen's hand "But the party's just started." she said, going with Karen, doing as she was told like an obedient housewife.

"Forget the party, Jon." She said. "I'm so sorry this happened to you." She pulled the raccoon into a tight, desperate hug. Only seconds later did she feel something amiss. She looked up and saw Matilda, the monster in cat's fur, standing beside her. The mole girl reached up to her cheek and felt a warm lip print on her cheek. She looked down at her hand as she withdrew it, red lipstick.

"How did you..." She sputtered.

"Shouldn't have taken your eyes off me, Karen." The cat giggled. Matilda looked over at the raccoon girl. "Janice, cheer poor little Karen up by giving her a big kiss right on the lips."

The raccoon puckered up, bringing her lips in for a passionate kiss with her girlfriend, loyally obeying Matilda's order, moaning happily against her lips. Her fate was sealed with a kiss.

Karen's body tensed up as she grabbed Janice's arms, then her posture and grip relaxed. The mole girl felt dizzy, her thoughts reduced to a collage of color and sound without particular meaning. "What did you do?" She moaned, confused and unsure whether to feel shame, fear, or pleasure.

Janice smiled at her, holding her hands. "I kissed you, silly." she said, tilting her head with a wide smile.

Karen shook her head, trying to focus, trying to block out whatever malign force was slithering into her mind. "No... what did the kiss do?" The mole girl looked down, seeing a white apron around her sundress.

"Are you feeling alright, honey?" Janice asked, placing a hand on Karen's shoulder. "Maybe you need a Valium?"

"No... I feel... " Karen mumbled. "Hard to think straight..."

"Tell her what I told you!" Matilda coached the raccoon, watching the mole girl's eyes glaze over.

Janice nodded "You will become a Stepford wife. It will be your duty to cook and clean and do whatever else you are told." she said to her lover, looking back at Matilda for approval.

Matilda nodded, smiling. Karen struggled in Janice's embrace. "Jon... please... I..." She felt a haze descend over her mind.

Janice pressed her finger against Karen's lips, shushing her. "It's going to be alright. I promised I'd protect you, remember?"

"Yes." Karen whispered. "But... What's happening?"

"It's being opened up to new ideas." Janice said "Ideas of a happier, simpler time. One where a woman didn't have to worry as much about making money."

"Simpler time?" Karen said as her struggling ceased. "What. What's going to happen to us?"

"We'll be together. And that's all that matters, right, sweetie?"

"Yes... but you're different, I'll be different." Karen could feel herself slipping deeper and deeper into an altered state, it was getting hard to really think straight.

"I'm happy! Ad you'll be happy too, once you give yourself over to the family." Janice said, trying to persuade Karen to give into her natural feminine instincts.

"Happy..." Karen felt herself losing the will to fight it, little by little. Jon did look happy, at least they'd be together, right?

Janice nodded "Yes, that it. We'll be happy together, with the rest of the family." she said, motioning at the other party guests. "Don't you see how happy they all are?"

"But I want to be happy with you." Karen felt herself slipping under. Her thoughts coming through to herself only in waves.

"And you will be with me. You just have to give yourself over." she said, spreading her arms out to welcome her into an embrace.

Karen looked back over the crowd, back to Matilda, back to Jon. If she ran, she'd be alone. The mole girl sighed and with a heavy heart she took Jon's embrace. The crowd cheered as a new member of the family was welcomed with open arms. "There, isn't this good?" Janice said, resting her head on Karen's shoulder.

"It feels nice..." Karen said as her head cleared. She felt pleasantly empty, almost serene. "What do I do now?" The mole girl looked over the happy wives. "It's so nice here."

Matilda walked over to the two, smiling triumphantly. "Now, all you have to do is just the vow. Then the two of you will be wives forever." The cat whispered again: "Forever"

Janice began to speak, almost instinctively, the words flowing effortlessly from her lips. "I am a good wife, I will serve my family however they decide. I will think only for my family, I will obey. My body belongs to my family, to be used whenever they decide, I give up my old life, my old name, my old memories, I am a Stepford, and I will be a good wife and servant."

Karen repeated the vow, holding Janice's hands in her own. As she spoke, the final traces of her old life vanished. She felt refreshed, like she had just woken up from a good night's sleep.

"Now..." Matilda said, circling around the two wives. "You're part of our little family. Why don't you celebrate this special occasion?' She leaned on Janice. "Go on, tell your new wife what you want her to do to you."

"Well, it'd make me the happiest girl in the world if you..." she turned around, lifting her skirt to expose her nylon covered ass "spanked my cute little bum?" Karen giggled and gave Janice a firm, playful swat on the raccoon's pert, voluptuous rump.

Janice raised her tail, moaning as Karen's palm bounced off of her plump ass, wiggling it slightly in anticipation "Again!"

Karen giggled and smacked Janice on the rump again. "Tell me how naughty you've been Janice."

"Oh, I've been a very naughty girl! I had an extra piece of cake before bed last night!" she said with a cheeky giggle.

Karen giggled as she spanked at the raccoon. "That is naughty. You really should be punished." The mole girl slapped her rump again and leaned in, whispering into Janice's ear seductively. "After your spanking, you'll have to do something extra to burn off them calories"

Janice moaned, nibbling her bottom lip after she was spanked, blushing at the innuendo. "Oh goodness me... In that case, I should have cake more often!" she said with a titter.

"Oh you should." Karen said with a lusty growl as she rubbed and patted Janice's nylon-clad ass. "Fill out those curves some more. More for me to touch and cuddle, after all."

Janice blushed more, bringing her hands up to her cheeks as her heart began to flutter "Oh-oh dear." she said, feeling very flustered as Karen rubbed her ass, her sex growing moist in her panties.

"That's right, girl..." Karen grinned. "You know you like it. Now tell me how much you want to be pegged."

"Oh, I've wanted it ever since I heard about it!" she blurted out "Please, I can't wait any longer!"

Karen graciously took a thick ten-inch strap-on from one of the ladies watching them and put it on over her panties. She kissed Janice's neck up and down as she slid the tip of the thing between the raccoon's lower lips, penetrating into her with the first half-inch slowly and carefully. "Naughty girl." The mole girl cooed. "Can't keep you waiting then."

"R-really, in front of all these people?" Janice asked as the cold plastic slid between her fuzzy cheeks, eliciting a low moan from her. The raccoon gasped as the tip slowly sank into her backside.

"Oh yes. They need to see how naughty you are."Karen giggles, licking the raccoon's neck. She thrusts in a bit more,stretching Janice's inner walls around the firm pink plastic. She eased the pantyhose down around her thighs, rubbing up and down Janice's nylon clad legs as she worked up a good rhythm.

Janice looked around at all the other party guests watching her pussy getting penetrated, shivering at Karen's tongue. Her folds clenched tight around the invading toy, moaning as she thrust more of it inside of her. The guests watched and cheered them on as the lovers consummated their joining with the family. Karen mounted Janice, lifting her stocking feet in the air as she pushed in and out, in and out of her lover. "Good girl. You just love it don't you?"

Janice moaned under her lover, propping herself up on her elbows and back, panting more and more as her thrusts sped up. She nodded, mouth hanging open, arms growing shaky beneath the mole girl's weight "Uh huh..."

Karen groped Janice's chest. "You just love being fucked so much. Maybe one of the girls will let their husband use you. Wouldn't you like that, dear?"

Janice moaned as her new breasts were fondled and squeezed, causing her to get even wetter. "Oh yes, that does sound lovely! I'd love to meet all the hot studs in this town!" she squealed, tongue hanging past her lips.

"I know you'd like that dear." The mole girl giggled. "That'd be a perfect life for you. Cooking, cleaning, and letting big strong guys treat you right." Karen kissed Janice on the neck. "But at the end of the day, you're still mine."

Janice was drooling at the idea of getting to wait hand and foot on some cute guys, then getting to go home to Karen and let her pound her bum. She moaned as Karen kept thrusting, finally getting pushed over the edge, making a mess in her nylons. Karen was panting, she pulled the strap-on off and fell on top of Janice. "This is the life." She said, kissing her raccoon lover on the lips. "Just me and you and the family."

Janice slumped down to the floor, exhausted from the pounding she'd just endured. "It's like a dream come true." she said with a smile. Karen sighed happily, the mole lay on top of her, cuddling her little trophy wife. This was going to be a fun party after all.

Karen lay on her favorite white lawn chair as Janice sat in her lap. It was such a beautiful day, no clouds in the sky, nice and warm. Janice leaned up and kissed the mole girl's snout. "Love you, hun."

Karen squeezed Janice's hand. "Love you too."

Then, Karen's eyes looked over the top of her spectacles. A moving van pulling up, a young fox couple unpacking in front of a mint green two-story house, Karen gave Janice a pat on the bum and the raccoon wife stood up. She knew what that meant, what she was to do. The fox wiped his brow as he finished unloading the first row of boxes as she approached him, eyes bright and smile wide.

"Well hello there!" Janice said, sticking her hand out. "Welcome to the neighborhood!"