One day had merged into another. Natasha had completely lost track of time. She had no idea how long it had been since Kimmy had left with her sister, leaving her to her own private hell. Her life was even worse than her old slave girl’s had been, she didn’t even have the sex to look forward to in the evening, as she was alone.

She had begged Kimmy to either release her or screw her, she was getting so horny, the plastic rubbing against her all the time, as well as the breath play when she went to the toilet and washed. She had been tempted to chance it and run, but she knew she would have been dead from asphyxia before she had left the building. Sometimes she almost thought that would be a better way to go…

By sheer chance, Kimmy was dropping off supplies when she made up her mind. Kimmy found her lying unconscious in the hall, her lips turning blue…

She awoke back in her basket and started crying.

“No, it’s not going to be that easy for you, bitch!”, said Kimmy. “Besides, you’ve got some new charges to look after, now. My sister, Abby, is moving in today, and she’s got another pet for you to look after, hence the new basket that I’ve brought…”

At that moment, Abby came in, carrying a large pet carrier. She was instantly concerned. “What’s up, Kimmy?”

“Stupid bitch tried to off herself”, said Kimmy.

To Natasha’s amazement, Abby shot over and cuddled her, stroking her head. Natasha sobbed freely. Abby’s hand then went between her legs…

“I know what you need”, she said. “A real good fucking. Luckily, I’m just in the mood to give you one. Kimmy, can you look after my new pet for a minute?”

Gathering Natasha up, Abby shot into the bedroom. Shortly, some loud moans could be heard, both from Abby and Natasha…

Kimmy, meanwhile, opened the pet carrier. Abby’s husband, Rod, now permanently sealed in a transparent bitchsuit, waddled out…

Kimmy and Abby had found out about him selling Abby to Natasha. They hadn’t been pleased…

Rod had been permanently silenced and then castrated whilst still awake. He had passed out from the searing pain and woken up in the bitchsuit, coated all over in transparent latex, with a tail attached to a butt plug rammed into his rear. The girls had also given him a small set of breasts as a laugh…

Rod just mewled and tried to get Kimmy to release him. Kimmy just led him over to his new basket using his leash.

“Sit!”, she said.

Rod sat, wincing as his lower extremities were still tender from his conversion. Kimmy then showed Rod his ‘surprise’…

The great dane skinsuit was designed to fit perfectly over Rod’s bitchsuit. Rod could even be taken for walks in public, without people knowing he used to be human.

“Once this is on, it never comes off”, Kimmy said. “You’ll be a bitch forever…!”

“Shall I suit him up?”, Kimmy called, as the moans from the bedroom had stopped.

“Yes please!”, called back Abby. “Also, did you bring the second set?”

Natasha also had a surprise in store…