Troll in kitchen (Patreon)

Standing in an unfamiliar kitchen, Harold trying writ a message on his laptop to the guy in the Internet with nickname "MagicMan". It is difficult with his new long nails and especially with this big heavy boobs which shake and tremble with each stroke of his keyboard. Hair constantly got in the way while he tried to write. 

"Fuck!" cursed Harold, breathing hard. "This is bullshit, these fucking nails are driving me crazy. How women can use this crap?! And these stupid heavy boobs constantly bounce and slap. Not used to it..."

Suddenly Harold froze, realizing that he did not know how write a message on laptop. His hands were on the keys, but... "Damn, how write the message?" he thought nervously "Why I can not even write one sentence? Oh shit, I'm not understand what written on the screen, its seems all in foreign language! What the hell going on, something's wrong..."

"Hey Sluzy!" heard Harold deep and loud male voice from kitchen door.

"Wha...?!" he turned his head to the man, feeling how his long girly hair waving around his back and head.

"What are you doing with my laptop?! You're don't know how to read and write. Remember what we talked about - no studying! It is our rule, honey. You are a housewife and sexy doll for me, and I'm your master who gives orders."

"What are you talkin about?" asked confused Harold. "I can't read and write... No! I mean i can't read... what the fuck am I talking? This is... this is all mess!"

"Sluzy. Stop playing, let's cook something for me," man said.

"No, wait... I am not... Sluzy! Who is Sluzy here? I'm Sluzy... No, no, i am not! I am Sluzy and I'm your wife!" Harold said nervously and realized that he can't say anything about who he is really. This guy from internet really changed Harold into woman which Harold named in chat with sorcerer. He pretended to be a sexy chick with large natural breasts for troll in chat with sorcerer. And he remembered now how he wrote to sorcerer that he can't read and write.

He in panic again looked at his laptop screen, thinking that it must be mistake, but he still can't understand the text. It is really a foreign language. He felt fear when he tried to use laptop, it is very weird like laptop now is completely alien thing. "Oh fludge," he whispered, looking down at his huge bouncing boobs. 

"So, are you gonna cook dinner for me?" his husband asked, still waiting by the kitchen door and looking with anticipation. At this moment Harold noticed that he imagined how he will serve to this man in apron, make sandwiches with cheese for him and lick his cock and balls while kneeling under the table and s***g his dick while man enjoying delicious sandwiches cooked by Harold. These thought stunned Harold like blow from the hammer, and he didn't even notice that he already standing in apron and bending over to choose ingredients for sandwiches and snacks from the refrigerator feeling how his massive and soft boobs wobbles freely inside the apron.

"Good ass," his husband commented, closing the laptop and stroking Harold's bare ass, who wearing only apron now.