Forward. This story contains male bi-sexuality, forced feminization, and spanking. If you feel uncomfortable or do not like these subjects please do not read. Due to the length of the story, if you just want to read the sex parts, skip to chapter 5. But for those of you that wish to read it from beginning to end, I hope you enjoy. Please leave constructive criticism and positive remarks only.




Chapter 1

It began with wanting to try something different. I had spent the last few years healing up from surgery. They had put me on some strong steroid medication, so I had put on more pounds than I wanted. It had taken 2 years just to get my weight down to 168 pounds. But to my chagrin, I still had man boobs from the rapid weight gain. Since I had been sick and recovering I had lost my career, and was unemployed. I was really hitting a depressing time in my life. I needed a change, I needed a pick me up that would get me back to where I had been. One of the things that I started to come up with was some of my sexual fantasies that had popped in my head these last few years, but I was feeling very unattractive at this time. I went online to the meeting sites and browsed around for a few months. I had always been on the fence about becoming a bi-sexual, I had thought about it since I had reached puberty. But I had always chased those thoughts away, for Pete’s sake, I was a guy!

So, I finally decided to plunge in to my deepest desires. I had placed an ad in a couple of sites, seeking a relationship with a couple. I figured that would be my safest bet, if I didn’t like being with a guy, oh well, there is the wife. Months passed by, with no response. I really became depressed, I was just too eager; I had wanted to feel good about myself again.

I did get a few responses then, but it was always the same, not real, mostly a horny husband that wanted to do man on man stuff, without the wife knowing. One response never met me when we did agree to a hotel. I was even more despondent, and out 80 bucks. Jobs were almost non-existent, and my love life was going no where fast.

Then I did get a promising response. Dan and Sarah were their names and they wanted me to come over to their house to meet, and talk to see how we would get along together. The response told me they were a couple in there 40’s, had no children. And they also wanted to try something new to make their relationship more “colorful” as they put it. I starred at their picture attached to the e-mail. Dan stood a good 6’1 it looked like, maybe 200 pounds, salt and peppered short hair, not a bad looking guy, Sarah was about 5’10, flaming red hair that flowed over her shoulders in waves, a thin build, and a set of piercing green eyes. My heart skipped a beat, and I rapidly sent a response back agreeing, asking when we could meet. I sat there for 2 hours watching the screen, waiting for a reply. None came; my heart sank like a thrown stone in a dark pond.

Two days later the reply came. “Tonight, 7 PM sharp!”. That’s all it said. Relief and excitement raced through me, then dread. I looked at my watch and it was only 9 AM. I must have taken 5 showers, tried on 5 different shirts and pants, trying to come up with the most appealing outfit to impress them. The clock seemed to slow down to a crawl. At 6 PM, I was pacing, then it struck me, were the hell was I to go? Panic gripped me, I raced to the computer, and they had not told me where their house was! I clicked on the email again; no; it didn’t say anything on the address. I felt the pit of my stomach plummet. Then I noticed that I had new mail. Clicking on it I beamed a broad smile, there was the address.

I arrived at the driveway to their address. It was a long drive that led up and around a corner seemingly in the middle of nowhere. A sign stood next to the driveway, “Klicker Trucking” it boasted. I wondered if I was even at the right place. I continued driving up the road. I rounded the corner to see a large garage with several semi trucks parked around. There appeared to be an office attached to the garage. Behind the garage I saw the driveway continue to a 2 story house in a cloister of trees. I drove to where a pick up was parked and stopped beside it. Taking a deep breath, I opened the car door and stepped out.

The doorbell made a chime go on inside the house. I heard the tap tap of heals as they got to the door. The door came open and my breath was taken away. In a tight black dress Sarah stood in front of me, her legs were wrapped in black stockings, her hair pulled back into a pony tail, her faced beamed at me.
“You must be Keith, please come in”

This was going great, I thought to myself. I stepped in and followed Sarah into the house.
“Please have a seat; Dan will be out soon, as he had to finish up some work”

I sat on the couch and watched Sarah disappear into; what I figured was the kitchen. She called out and asked if I had found the place easy to find. I lied and told her that it wasn’t a problem; knew right where it was all the time.

Sarah poked her head out from around the corner “You’re a lousy liar” she began laughing and went back to what she was doing in the kitchen.

Sarah popped out of the kitchen again, two glasses were in her hands and she handed me one. Dan then walked in from the back room. Dan greeted me with a hearty hello, and shook my hand. His hand shake was brutal; his hands were like steel vices. He was exactly like his picture, taller then me, a slight pouch, but nothing that made him look unfit, he had broad shoulders and the look of someone that has done hard labor all his life. We all sat down, I found out that he owned a small trucking company with a few employees. Him and Sarah had been married for 10 years, but had decided that they didn’t want any kids. There was some more small chat, and then they started asking me questions. Dan found out then I was unemployed and looking for work.
“Well you know what Keith, why don’t you work for me, I can use someone in the office.”

This was getting better and better. “Yeah, Dan, I could really use the job right now”

Sarah chimed in this time handing me my fourth drink, that I just realized must have had whiskey in it, I was in the middle of a good buzz. “There would be some really good benefits if you come work for us” Her mischievous smile took me back, and then when she winked I caught on to what she was hinting to.

Dan chuckled and agreed with her. “There would be a few things you have to agree to though”

I shrugged my shoulder and stated all jobs do. “Well Keith, you have to agree to do everything Sarah and I tell you to do, no arguments about anything we ask from you. We say something, you do it.”

Dan went on with describing that there would be a dress code and policy and procedures that I would have to agree with. With needing a job so bad, and the fact my rent was past due, I shrugged my shoulders and told them I was in. Dan and Sarah looked at each other and smiled. Dan excused himself, and Sarah picked up with some more small chat.

The drinks were really kicking in now, my lips felt numb. I smiled, hoping it looked seductive to Sarah. Dan came back in carrying some papers. He put them before me and told me to go ahead and read them and sign them and then I would be full time employed, with housing. The buzz was getting to me, because I didn’t catch the last part.

“Initial here, and here, and here, sign here….and here.”

His voice seemed to make me tired for some reason. I scratched my initials and signatures, looked up and smiled with Dan and Sarah smiling at me, I had the feeling though that I was looking at two very hungry wolves. Sarah reached down and stroked my cheek.
“Here my pretty little sweet, let me get you a different drink”

Sarah shuffled away and I looked at Dan and was about to ask what my title was going to be and when do we start working. Sarah came back in then, interrupting the sentence coming from me, handing me one of the three champagne glasses. Tipping the glass to them, I toasted them, they smiled as I up ended the glass in one swallow.

Dan gave me a knowing look, “well Kari-Ann, you start work immediately.”

What a weird thing to say. I thought, and why did he call me, what was it? Oh yeah Kari-Ann, why….things were slowing down for me, things blurred and weren’t making sense, I tried saying as much to Dan and Sarah, who stood above me smiling brightly.
Sarah whispered in my ear.

“Go ahead sweetie, go to sleep, it will be much better in the morning.”

The ocean of black over took me and I knew only darkness of sleep then.



Chapter 2

My mind began to struggle through the cobwebs and reality slowly entered my mind. There were thick blankets covering me, my body was sore and somewhat tingly. My head felt like mush, my body was a slug; I tried to will some strength into it. My breathing started to return to normal, and slow but sure, energy began to ebb into my legs and arms. My eyes batted open for a few minutes and I looked at a different ceiling. My eyes shut again. Thoughts began to form in their correct order. Where the hell was I? My mind worked harder then, and then the headache started. A wave of nausea hit my stomach and I instantly sat up. Bad thing to do, I cursed. Sparks flew through my head as I tried getting the swirling world to stop. I cracked open my eyes again and tried once again to get my bearings, I stopped when I noticed a bathroom. I immediately threw my legs over the edge of the bed and forced them to take the brunt of my weight as I tried to get to the bathroom as fast as possible. Like a newborn fawn, I managed to stumble my way to the bathroom and reached the toilet in time to empty out my stomach. After the heaving stopped, my brain seemed better capable of making rational thoughts. That must have been a hell of a party last night, I thought to myself. I looked around the bathroom; it was small, with a tub and shower. It looked like it belonged to a girl, pink and girly things all over the place. I then began to notice what I was wearing, or actually lack of wearing. It looked like a pink nightgown; I chuckled and thought again…Hell of a party. Then I noticed I had no hair on my body.

“What the hell..” I was confused once again.

I heard the bedroom door open and a female say “Kari-Ann you awake yet?”

I came out of the bathroom seeing if this was Karri-Ann’s room mate, and find out where the hell I was and why was I shaved bare. Instead I looked on a stunning looking redhead. Things fell into place then, well most of them anyway.

“Sarah, what the hell happened last night I can’t remember a thing after our toast”

Sarah took two steps in and slapped me across the face as hard as she could. Stars erupted in my head again

“WHAT THE HE…..”

Another slap across the face,
“KARRI-ANN! YOU WILL NEVER RAISE YOUR VOICE TO ME AGAIN! DO YOU UNDERSTAND!”

Again confusion. Why was she yelling at me, why did she hit me, why does she keep calling me Karri-Ann? I was about to ask her again, but her hand came up and cocked itself ready to slap a filling out of my teeth. I rubbed my cheek and remained silent.

“Good girl Karri-Ann, Now I know you have some questions.”

She brushed past me and went to a closet.

“The first thing you must know is that you signed the contract for the next year to doing whatever we tell you.”

“And you will do whatever we tell you! Or else!”

Sarah was getting things out of the closet and placing them on the bed.

“You WILL always refer to me or Dan as, “Yes Ma’am, or Yes Sir”, “ Its always a positive answer from you at all times, no questions from you unless we give you permission”

She once again went to the closet and bent over to get something out of a drawer.

“There will be things you have to do when you go to sleep and when you awake in the morning, There is a strict regiment that you will follow, as you complete tasks given to you properly, you will earn new tasks and responsibilities”

My mouth was open in awe at this orientation. I was in shock of what I was hearing.

“Close your mouth dear, its un-lady like.” “Now,” She sighed and looked at me with a scrutinizing eye.

“We will begin with your morning regiment.”

My tongue finally found its place in my mouth. “Excuse me Ma’am, may I ask a question?”

Her eye’s burned brightly as if she was about to beat the hell out of me, but then softened.

“As this is your first day I will give you a slight leeway to knowing things.”

I took a deep breath and began, “I don’t know who you people think you are, but I want out of here, this is not what I agreed to, and I feel it is highly illegal, probably even criminal, however if you let me go now, I will never speak of this to anyone.”

Feeling this would bring Sarah back to her senses and I would be home soon to shower this incident off of me, God knows what they did to me when I was passed out, and I also made a note to myself, never to drink that much again.

Sarah cocked her head and stared at me for a minute, then turned on her heal and walked to the door, where she pushed a button on an intercom.

“Dan, would you come down here, we are having THAT issue we were talking about.”

Good, I thought, I am making headway; Dan will talk sense into this woman. I heard an outer door open, then a click as the door to the room we were in open with a rush. Dan came in abruptly, a very angry look on his face, his brown eyes almost glowing; in his hand was what looked like a paddle you would find in an old school house. With two long strides he reached me as I was trying to back up from his charging form. In one move, he grabbed my arm in a strong hand grip, sat down on the bed, and flung me face down over his knees. I then found out what the paddle was for. WHACK!

“KARRI-ANN!” WHACK! “YOU SIGNED A CONTRACT!” WHACK! “IN IT, YOU AGREED TO FOLLOW THE EXACT ORDERS OF MYSELF AND SARAH” WHACK!
Tears flowed from my eyes and I whimpered each time the paddle struck my now bare ass, which must have glowed fire engine red by this time.

“IN THAT CONTRACT YOU SIGNED, YOU AGREED TO LIVE HERE FOR THE NEXT YEAR” WHACK! “YOU WILL FOLLOW EACH POLICY AND PROCEDURE WE SET FOR YOU” WHACK!

I was in full sob mode now, the pain was unbearable.

“IF YOU DON’T YOU ARE IN BREECH OF CONTRACT!’ WHACK! “WHICH MEANS YOU OWE US YOUR YEARLY SALARY OF 250,000 DOLLARS” WHACK! “YOU WILL DO EXACTLY AS YOU ARE TOLD” WHACK! WHACK!

Embarrassment burned through me at what was happening, I was sobbing like…..well I was sobbing like a little girl. Dan sat me up suddenly; grabbing me in another vice like hand he turned my face to meet his in a forced kiss. I began to immediately struggle in his grasp, but he had me pinned tightly, I could not move. Soon, I realized I was not going to be able to break out of his grasp; I went limp and let him kiss me. It was a strange feeling, having a man kiss me. After a few moments he broke off the kiss and looked into my eyes.

“Do you understand now what I said” he said softly, “Do you understand that you can’t go anywhere? Do you understand; that you will never question us again after this?”

My sobbing was irritating me now, but I couldn’t stop. I worked his words over in my head; it stopped on one of the things.


“250,000 dollars?” I whispered.

Dan smiled largely at me; showing his teeth.

“Yes, it will be deposited in a bank account for you at the end of the year, everything is taken care of for you, you just do everything we tell you for the next year, and the money is yours.”

I mulled it over in my brain, which was a lot of money. I thought about it, how bad can this be, they want me to behave as a girl, it would just be for a year, then I am out. I did 4 years in the military, how much worse could it be?

I sniffed “ok”

Dan smiled, gave a wink to Sarah, and then stood me up off his lap.

“You will do as you’re told now?” he asked.

“Yes sir.” I sheepishly said. This is going to be really weird, I thought.

Again the smile, then a nod to Sarah and out the door he walked. Sarah gazed at me with a cocked eyebrow.

“Ready now?”

“Yes ma’am” I responded.

“Good! Now as before I was rudely interrupted.”

She paused to give me a peeved look “You are expected to do morning and nightly regiments to keep with policy and procedures.”

Sarah went into the bathroom, opened a cupboard underneath the sink, and pulled out a bottle.

“Strip off your clothes”

I was about to say something, then caught myself. I felt the heat of my face as I pulled off the nightgown that I had on. I let it fall to the ground. A disapproving look was instantly on Sarah’s face.

“Cleanliness is Godliness” She muttered.

I instantly bent over and picked up the discarded clothing. Folding it up, I gazed around to find a place to put it. Sarah cleared her throat and pointed on the wall across from her. A chute was on the wall, with a sign saying “dirty clothes”. I sheepishly grinned and walked over to it, I placed the nightgown in to it, then slipping off the pink panties I let them disappear down the chute also. Turning I covered my crotch area. To my surprise I found I really had no hair anywhere on my body. My skin felt like I had a sunburn.

“Don’t worry about being modest, I saw plenty last night, After all how do you think we got all that hair off you?”

She lightly laughed. I still stood with my hands covering what now felt like a very inadequate sized genitalia.

“Go ahead and lay down on your back on the floor.”

I sat down and laid back, watching the ceiling intently as if it were going to fall on me at any time.

“Relax girl, it will be much easier, you will be doing this every night before bed, each morning when you get ready and any time you have to defecate.”

She went on in a very clinical way, almost sterile, like it was brushing my teeth.

Grabbing my legs under the knees she lifted and folded me backward so my ass was pointing straight in the air. I felt a pinch as she inserted the tip of the bottle into my ass. Cold liquid shot into my orifice startling me.

“Hold it there for a little bit.”

She stood up and went into the bathroom again. I heard a rush of water into the bathtub I had seen before. After a few moments she stepped back out and looked at me for a bit.

“OK sweetie, stand up, and for God’s sake hold that water in.”

I did as she had instructed, there was a feeling of an intense urge to let loose what was being stored in my bowels. I hurried into the bathroom and shot straight to the toilet. I needed no further instruction on what to do. I let loose and felt relief at once. I looked over to see her filling the bathtub, steam drifted up from the suds that churned in the tub. She reached over and turned off the faucets. She then turned to the shower, opening the door, she turned it on.

“Step over here, now.” She shooed me into the shower unit. “Squat down” she commanded me.

Squatting down, I felt her hands push on my back until I caught myself on the shower wall. She pulled a hose that was coiled on the hook next to the faucet knobs. A long nozzle was attached, which she unceremoniously shoved right up my ass. I gasped and clenched my ass.

“Relax” she cooed, and stroked my head, I tried unclenching, but it was very difficult.

I noticed soon, that clear water was being flushed down the drain. She saw it too, and re-coiled the nozzle, placing it back where she had gotten it from.

“You are to do this as I said, before bed, in the morning, and anytime you shit.”

I grimaced at this thought. I began the mantra in my mind, $250,000….$250,000.

“Now; in the tub with you”

The hot water burned as I stepped in, I was about to step out again, but Sarah grabbed my shoulders and pushed me down. I sat down. The hot water was intense on my skin. Sarah plunged her hands in the water; pulling a wash cloth from the depths, she began scrubbing me. I was wondering if I was ever going to have skin again. Sarah washed every inch of me, humming to her self as she did. I wanted to fall asleep again. Sarah sensed this and smacked the back of my head.

“Wake up!”

I blinked my eyes; she stood up, and retrieved a towel. I stood up also; no longer needing the commands, I knew what was expected of me on this part. Sarah began toweling me off rigorously. Sarah guided me back into the bedroom. Telling me to lie on the floor like last time, she went back into the bathroom to retrieve something. I lay down and raised my legs the way I had before. Sarah came back with what looked like a giant eyedropper to me, and a bottle of baby oil. Sucking up baby oil in the giant eyedropper, she placed the tip in my ass and squeezed the bulbous end.

“The oil will help for later” Sarah told me.

Getting out a lotion bottle, she went to work on coating my whole body with it. I stood there in a daze, maybe it really hadn’t hit me yet, maybe I was still dreaming, a horrible dream. Going over to the table in the corner, Sarah grabbed an item then returned to me.

“Now this is very important, you are to always wear this, always. We will tell you when you can take it off it off. I will show you how to put it on, and then you must always do it yourself, and maintain it properly”

I looked in curiosity at what was in her hand. At first I thought it was a weird looking eye patch, then seeing it closer, I had no idea what it was. That sheer fabric was in a small tube like thing, it looked like it had two long shoe laces attached to the underside of it. I was intent on looking at this new thing that I didn’t pay attention to what Sarah was looking at. I had dropped my hand away from crotch area, leaving my self exposed. I then noticed Sarah intently examining my cock and balls. At realizing her stare, my balls shrank as my embarrassment slammed into my bright red face again.

Sarah mussed “can’t put it on when it wants to crawl back in you.”

She took me by surprise then, she dropped to her knees in front me, her hands grasped my hips and her mouth plunged over my cock. Blood rushed from my head to my cock in a micro-second almost making me pass out. Her mouth popped off me as my cock hardened.

She smiled “There we go.”

She slipped on the item she had carried over to me. The cloth tube slipped over my half hard member. The head was just poking out of the cloth tube; Sarah crossed the laces over the top, made a loop then crossed them back to the underside and made another crossed knot. She passed the 2 ends of the laces through my legs. Holding the ends tight up my ass crack, she fingered each of my balls up into where they go when it is cold. I watched fascinated at what she was doing. She then pulled each lace around opposite sides of my waist to the front again. At the base of the tube I noticed an eyelet on each side. Threading each lace through, she doubled back the lace to the back of my waist. Twisting my head back trying to see what she was doing, she tugged on the laces between my ass cheeks. My member was forced down in between my legs and disappeared. I had to lean forward to see my cock, which was crammed flat against me now. Sarah made a quick bow with the remaining end of laces so that the laces went straight up through the crack of my ass.

“When you have to go the bathroom, make sure you sit to pee, and if you have to shit, take it off, and do what I had told you before”

I nodded my head. She eyed me again with a raised eyebrow.

“y-y-yes ma’am” I stuttered quickly. My ass was still stinging.

“Now” she gave me a look of how she wanted to continue. “You already have a little bit of growth for your breasts”

“But they are just formed wrong, but we can deal with that.”

Sarah grabbed what looked like a bra off the bed, but it looked like it was only the wire forms, no cups.

“Raise” she tapped my arms.

I lifted my arms above my head. She placed the bra form around my back then clasped it in front between my nipples. She went to work pushing the flesh under my arms and under my nipples in toward the center of the bra. In a few pushes I saw my right breast form into what I thought would be considered an “A” cup size. She worked on the left one then, with the same result. She stood back, and looked over her handy work. She stepped up again and made a few adjustments.

“I will have to help you every morning with this, until you get used to it. But I have to say, they look good so far”

A big smile crossed her lips. She poked one of the breasts and it jiggled. She giggled, and then I noticed I had giggled also.

She then pulled each article off the bed and began tossing it me, telling me to put them on. She stood by watching as I slipped each item on. The pink little panties were a no brainier. I was amazed how they looked when I got them on. My “package” was no longer there, I had a flat area, where normally it would stand out. The bra was a little bit more complicated for me. Sarah rolled her eyes at me and helped me.

“It’s called a wonder bra” she informed me.

I watched in fascination as my “breasts” were shoved together forming cleavage. I was lost in amazement, positioning my body in different ways to see my new breasts move. Sarah cleared her throat again, and rolled her eyes again at me.

“Sorry Ma’am”

Next Sarah grabbed what she called a corset. Walking behind me she reached around my back and wrapped it around my waist. It was at the top of my waist and went all the way up to almost where the bra was.

“Bend forward a tad” she told me.

She yanked on the laces behind me, in short order I was being squeezed to death I thought. I was trying to gasp for air, but finding it impossible.

“Slow your breathing silly, relax”

I did as she told, it became a little easier, I wasn’t going to run, and that was for sure. I would pass out, within 5 strides.

“You will wear a shaper at all times; there will be a different one you wear at night.”

She continued her instructional conversation, through different instructions of what I could and could not do. The blouse and plaid skirt soon were on me, and the knee high white socks with small pink bows on the top of them. Two inch high black pumps were placed on my feet. Sarah walked over to the small corner table and pulled the small chair out, and motioned me to sit in it.


I sat down; it was more of a stool, than a chair. Sarah placed what look like a thin cap on my head and began bobby pinning it to my natural hair. After several pins were locked in its place, she gave it a sharp tug. I yelped as the cap stayed put, but it sure pulled my hair. Sarah then opened another cabinet next to the small table. There were several wigs inside, she reached behind the first two and pulled out a strawberry blonde one. It was straight hair that when she attached it to my head it lightly draped over my shoulders. Sarah fussed around some more with it, before she was satisfied. “I will have to dress you for the first while” she sighed.

Sarah stepped back and looked at me. She grabbed a brush off the table and began working on my newly placed hair. Pulling the hair back she placed it into a pony tail.

“We will skip the make-up for this week, after your laser treatment I don’t want to risk you breaking out in acne.”

I stopped all thought. “What laser treatment?” I looked at Sarah.

Sarah stood straight, eyes glaring down at me. Her eyes almost bored a hole through me.

“That is 10 demerits Karri-Ann, for refusing to ask permission to ask a question.” She growled at me. “And soon you will find out what a demerit is.”

“The laser was to remove some of your hair, mainly your facial hair.”

She shot me a look of warning. She reached onto the table again and picked up a strip of red lace. Placing the red lace around my neck, I knew it was to cover my adams apple.

“Now, go ahead and straighten and clean your room, when you are done I will have breakfast for you before we start class.”

I glared up at Sarah. “Dear Karri-Ann that is 5 more demerits for giving me that attitude.”

She sighed at me then walked to the door, opened it and walked out.

“That’s it, I am out of here” I muttered.

I got up, and walked to the door, more like stumbled. I had never walked in heels before. I reached the door and tried to open the door. It was locked. I looked more closely at the door handle. There was a clear plastic part on top of it. Finger print scanner, it had to be. I slid down on the floor. I sat there looking down at myself. What the hell did I get myself into? I would have to be patient and play along until I found my chance to get away. I gave a deep sigh, and stood up. Well, might as well play along, I hobbled over to the bed and made it up fast. I went into the bathroom then and began looking at what was there. Under the sink I found rubber gloves and cleaning supplies, as well as several other enema bottles. Putting on the gloves I went over to the tub and pulled the drain. In about 15 minutes I had what I thought was a good job on cleaning.



Chapter 3

The door opened, and Sarah came in carrying a small TV table with a platter on it. She sat it near the stool where she had put on the wig. I then realized how hungry I was. I worked my way to the stool and sat down.

“Bon apatite” she said sweetly.

I looked at what I had, it was very slim pickings. One yogurt; a banana; an apple; a glass of orange juice; and some pills. I opened my mouth to ask what the pills were for. I thought better, then smiled at Sarah and asked,

“May I ask a question Ma’am.”

Sarah smiled warmly at me. “Yes Karri-Ann, go ahead. You are wondering about the pills, they are vitamins and protein pills, you need the proper diet, and you are way to fat right now.”

I frowned. Oh well, at least it is something. I finished the small breakfast quickly. Again Sarah smiled at me warmly, and told me what a good girl I was being now. Sarah told me to go brush my teeth, and she took the tray and walked out the door. I did again as she asked, I found the tooth brush and paste and cleaned my mouth. Then I went and sat on the stool and waited to see what would happen.

The door began buzzing. I went over to it and tried it. The door opened and I walked through.