It was an upward battle and no one could blame Jon for not trying more than he had, but in the end Jon lost complete control over his body. Kyle was in control of it. And with his twisted male mind, he had plans for it. Plans that involved sex, of course.
Jon (or Jonnie, as Kyle liked to call her now) stood straight up, with her hands down by her sides, looking like a zombie. She was awaiting Kyle's orders.
Kyle smiled and concentrated to make Jonnie do what he wanted.
"How ... may I ... serve you ... Mistress?" Jonnie asked, against her will. Then her hands rose up and grabbed her massive breasts, squeezing them erotically.
If Kyle were still a guy, he was sure he'd be getting hard right now. He sat back and continued to manipulate Jonnie's body ...
