Sslovebbc... The black cult (Patreon)

Get my feminine outfit and head out to meet the cult

The agency helped me shave off the hair that would give me away. They apply a lotion that melts away facial hair to create a smooth look. They also supply me with a blonde wig that digs into my scalp and colored dark blue contacts, transforming my face and making it difficult for others to tell who I am. One of the secretaries gave me her heels that accentuated my already small and slender figure.

I didn't look like a slutty girl but not plain either. A red bow tied around my throat, a pink button-up blouse that clings to my small chest, and a red-pinkish skirt with the edge riding up my pale thighs. White socks reached up just beneath the skirt and showed off a little bit of skin between the ends and beginning of my socks. I'm wearing a wig that is in the shape of a chin-length bob, and layered bangs.

Everything fit comfortably on my slender figure and added some curves, accentuating my slim waist, flat stomach, and feminine hips. My boss comes to see me before I head out.

"WOW, Missy. You look gorgeous." My boss commented and snapped his fingers excitedly. The secretaries cooed at my appearance, happy that they did such an amazing job.

"Humm. Very hot." He said with a pleased, sly smirk as I gave a 360-degree twirl. The other coworkers came out and whistled their admiration, I blushed at being the center of attention. Feeling a bit weird that my co-workers are treating me like a piece of meat.

"You clean up nice." my boss chuckled. I thanked him for his compliment. "Well, take good care of yourself, be careful while doing this. Don't disappoint me. And remember, text my number, and go over every detail that you are learning." He hands me a new phone with the only contact being him. His name that appears in the texting area is Daddy. That is strange I thought.

I nod, exit his room, and get out. I get taken over to the cult's main church. My stomach was in knots as I thought about what could go wrong.

I arrive...

At the Cult