Andy and Gina were the best of friends. In fact, they were husband and wife. Despite them meeting in a cracker factory back when they worked there, their relationship was anything but stale, since the newlyweds were…shall we say…”experimental” in bed and loved trying new things to see what stuck. As it turns out, Gina loved to be humiliated. She couldn’t explain it, there was no childhood trauma attached to it and she didn’t feel like she deserved to be humiliated, but regardless, it really gave her butterflies if she could make a fool of herself, especially in public. Her husband was accepting of this and enjoyed coming up with new ways to give his wife what she liked. It made him feel creative, though he also didn’t know why she liked to be humiliated. Maybe it had something to do with how she got a higher paying job as an mortgage underwriter and became the sole breadwinner in the house?

Andy was a shorter, mixed race man whose lifestyle has left him a bit round and unprofessional looking, often dressing in grey sweats. Gina was a tall, lanky skinny Jewish woman who could not wait to get out of her work clothes and dress in simple clothes, like a t shirt and athletic shorts.

With the wife at work all day, Andy had plenty of time to think of new things to try and to rig up pranks for his wife to enjoy. But her birthday was coming up and he had something special planned for her Gina came home from the office, and kept an eye out for any special “surprises” her husband may have left for her. No tripwires on the way from the car to the door. No buckets above the doorframe when she entered and gave him a big kiss. Even their dinner at her favorite seafood restaurant didn’t have any spices or additives in it like a diuretic. She was actually getting kind of disappointed when they got home from the restaurant.

“Green Gene?” Andy asked, “Are you ready for your present now?”
“Oh, all right.” She sighed, following him into the bedroom.
“Ta dah!” Andy sang, producing a present about a foot in length. Gina smiled at him and unwrapped it, gasping out loud when she saw what looked like a remote with a screen on it.
“Is that a ‘Part Pat’!?”
“Yes it is. Not even an off brand knock off either, it’s the genuine article. Only the best for my Green Gene. Happy birthday!”
The Part Pat was the latest technological gizmo, letting a person become the body part of another.
“How on earth did you afford this?” Gina asked, beaming
“You’re gone all day, so I had plenty of time to do odd jobs in secret. And you know what? We’re using the Part Pat all day tomorrow.”
“Even at work?”
“Even at work.”
“I can’t wait!” Gina squealed, “Just don’t get me fired, okay?”
“It’s a deal.

The next morning, Gina awoke excited to play with her new toy. Andy was already up and playing with the settings on the remote.
“Wow, there sure a lot of options here.” He said, “you have good taste.”
“So what part of me are you going to become?”
“I won’t say until you brush your teeth and get dressed, but don’t put on your make up yet.”
“You tease!” she smirked as she did as she was told while he programmed the thing.

“Are you ready, Gina?” he asked.
“Yeah. Hurry it up, man!” She answered.
“Always so pushy.” He teased, pressing the go button. In a moment, his body became orange light, which flew into Gina. She had a moment of excited butterflies: whatever part or parts he shoes to become, he would be able to control, and she wouldn’t. At lease she assumed that was the setting he used. She flexed her arms and legs without problem. She checked that he wasn’t her bottom or vagina, then walked back to her bathroom mirror, wondering where, and what, he could be.
“My name is Gina. I always say I hate my skinny little body, but haven’t lifted weights since January third.”
Gina hadn’t said that, or did she? It was her voice and it came out of her mouth, but those weren’t the words she was planning on saying. Curiously, she tried to say something else, but no words came out. She couldn’t even get her mouth to open! Then “she” gave a big smile to the mirror.
“Happy birthday, honey! For the whole day, I control your mouth and what comes out of it. Think that will be humiliating enough?”
Gina shook her head no, giving herself a sword look in the mirror.
“Oh, you’ll see. Go ahead and finish getting ready for the day.” Her voice answered.

Gina got dressed in her pale gold suit, silently wondering to herself how Andy could possibly humiliate her like this. It’s not like he controlled her arms or her pussy, after all. As she sat down for breakfast, however, Andy made his move, refusing to let her put any toast in him. She tried desperately to get her rebellious jaw and lips open so she could eat, but each and every time, he would refuse to open up, or he would open up, only to snap shut at the last second. Gina tried to whine at him, but she couldn’t make any noise at all, since he controlled her voice too. It wasn’t a bad start, Gina thought, but wasn’t too impressive. He even let her drink orange juice. Or at least she thought he did. Without warning, her mouth opened as wide as it would go, spilling the mouthful of juice all over her suit! Gina got up and tried to dry herself as best she could, but there was still a big wet spot all down her front. Looking at the clock, Gina realized she had to finish getting ready soon. Entering the bathroom again, she put on her make up as normal, except when it came to the lipstick. At first, her mouth puckered like she wanted, but then it violently jerked from side to side, and up and down, getting lipstick all over her face! Gina blushed and cleaned herself as best as she could. Maybe he could do some stuff to her after all?

“Can we take the bus today? I know how much you love public transportation.”
Gina shook her head no and tried to nonverbally explain herself, but…
”Gina, I can’t read sign language, remember?”
She typed on her phone so he could read it: ‘We have to drive today. The bus would make me late.’

And before her mouth could get her into more trouble, she got into her car and drive to work, wondering how much trouble she was going to get into….