You've finally done it. You signed your "old life" away to get what you've always wanted - a gorgeous female body.
You couldn't afford anything close to this, of course, so you needed a little help. You responded to a "sponsorship" proposal on the Swap Clinic's website - the body of your dreams in exchange for a lifetime of service. To your surprise, your new "master" responded in minutes...accepting your offer. It was daunting. You felt excited and sick. Happy but anxious. But you did ultimately confirm it.
After a week to take care of your old affairs, the old you was more or less dead. You met your new master at the Swap Clinic on the day of your swap...a handsome middle-aged man. After the swap, he took you back to his home...your new home...where you would serve him for the rest your days in any way he saw fit.
He had you kneel before him. "I know all of the paperwork is signed, but this acceptance is bigger than your mere signature," he explained. "I want you to look me in the eyes and say that you accept this. That this will be your life now."
Kneeling, naked, the feeling of your large breasts hanging down, the 'emptiness' between your legs... You looked up him, met his gaze, and said "yes" in your sultry new voice.
With a pleased smirk, he picked up the collar he had gotten for you. You'd feel it around your neck for the rest of your days (at least, save for that brief time when it will be swapped out with a permanent titanium model). He pulled it into place...your nipples hard and pussy soaked from the anticipation...then tears of joy formed as he locked it into place.
You finally had exactly what you wanted...
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