Meanwhile, as Dr. Henry McCoy was working on converting Rogue into a Stepford woman...
“Ah, Mademoiselle Kitten. It iz zuch a pleasure to zee you again,” a French-accented maid announced, opening the door for Kitten and the group following her. She stopped the sexy brunette and kissed her on both cheeks in a stereotypical French greeting. The maid had just finished preparing Kitten’s penthouse suite high atop the Doll House apartment complex for a second occupant. Standing back, she curtsied as two male orderlies from the Stepford Clinic rolled a stretcher carrying a still-sleeping Ororo on it into the luxurious living space inside the penthouse apartment. Ororo had a wireless set of earphones pumping Stepford doctrine into her receptive mind. Kitten was overjoyed to see how her penthouse home had been fully fitted to house a second occupant by the sexy maid.
Kitten’s fat lips curled into a pleased smile, taking in the heavily tanned maid’s erotic form as it strained against the slutty French Maid’s costume it was currently squeezed into. The black corset with white trim shrunk the girl’s waist down tightly and pushed the heavily made-up tart’s huge tits practically to her throat. The rest of her body was on full-display for Kitten to almost drool over. From the black, flared-out tutu showing off her shining black thong underwear, to the dark fishnet stockings caressing her perfect legs, this slut was an unbelievable sight to see. The look was topped off by a black hairband lined with white frills that helped keep her long blonde hair in check and a silver choker-collar imprinted with the name FiFi in stylish lettering. The former Kitty Pryde licked her glossy lips hungrily, her perverted Stepford mind wanting nothing more than to take FiFi to her bed and ravage that whorish body until the French harlot begged her to stop. However, she had been given a task by her darling fiancé and her new submissive personality meant that she couldn’t deviate from carrying out his wishes.
“Where do you want baldy here?” One of the orderlies asked brashly, pointing lazily to the unconscious Storm.
Before allowing Ororo to be discharged from the laboratory, Victor had followed through on his decision to shave the regal mutant’s head, taking on the responsibility personally as his bride-to-be watched the entire time. In truth, Kitten was very happy to see the distinctive and downright ugly Mohawk be shaved away until her dear friend’s scalp was left silky smooth. And yet,she couldn’t help the repulsed feeling she’d felt in her chest as she witnessed another woman lose something as precious as her hair! She’d been confused to see Victor then give Ororo a shot of some kind after he finished shaving the unconscious woman. He had been sweet, though, explaining as much as he could that the serum he had given her would prevent any hair growth until it would be neutralized with a counter serum, which would be given once Ororo proved she was a good Stepford girl. In the end, it was all a bit too much for a simple girl like Kitten to understand,but she trusted her sweetheart’s expertise in such matters more than anything.
“Excuse me. Where do you want your friend?” the second orderly asked with a little more etiquette to break Kitten out of her reverie. The former heroine then gasped in shock at the very thought that she was supposed to give an order to a man!
“Zee guest room iz right over here,” FiFi purred, mincing along in her white-heeled pumps, one delicate foot in front of the other as her round ass swayed back and forth.
Kitten giggled to herself, happy to watch the show and to not have to do something so unnatural as directing a man. She followed the group to Ororo’s room. Passing a huge picture on the wall that showed herself down on all-fours fingering her bald snatch for the camera, Kitten blew her submissive self a kiss and couldn’t wait for Ororo to wake up in the morning so she could show her around the expansive penthouse suite! As she came to the guest room, she batted her extra-long lashes and looked on as the orderlies picked up Ororo’s unconscious form and laid her out on the king-sized mattress. One then bent down and changed the frequency on the wireless earphones. Ororo twitched slightly before exhaling serenely. The orderlies then walked over to Kitten, one pulling out another set of earphones and handing it to her.
“Your fiancé told us to give these to you. He wants you to listen to them tonight when you sleep,” the man spoke slowly, not believing for a second the sexed-up brunette would understand his orders, “Will you do that for him?”
“Of course, sweetie,” Kitten gushed, taking the earphones in her perfectly manicured hands, “I would do absolutely anything for my Victor!”
“Make sure she listens to them,” the other orderly told FiFi, who nodded eagerly. Both women could not refuse their orders, even if they wanted to. The two men wheeled the stretcher out of the room and left.
“Mademoiselle,forgive me for being zo bold, but what happened to her hair? And why are her tittiez zo zmall?” FiFi asked, gently scraping her two-inch long pink fingernails over Ororo’s bald scalp.
“She’s not from around here, FiFi. So she doesn’t have a sexy body like we do. Not yet, anyway!” Kitten explained, giving a playful wink to the maid after the last sentence. She continued softly, “As for the hair, she was naughty today and needed to be punished. She’s staying here so she can be happy. I’ve been told by my fiancé that I need to help her be happy, since she was my friend before I came here. FiFi,” Kitten purred, giving her lips a predatory lick as her glassy eyes looked over to the sexy maid, “Will you help me make poor Ororo happy and sexy from now on?”
“Absolument, I will help you,” FiFi cooed, placing a hand on both of Kitten’s arms while admiring the soon-to-be Mrs. Trask from head to toe, “Doez not every woman deserve to be az happy and az zexy az Mademouiselle Kitten?”
Kitten was so overjoyed by FiFi’s agreement and overwhelmed by her praise, not to mention how hot she was for the sexy French Maid, that she lost herself. She took hold of the French tart in front of her and before either Stepford realized what was happening, their lips had met in a writhing, tongue-filled kiss. Both of them squealed in surprise as their sensitive tits mashing together. After a while, Kitten regained her control and broke the kiss she had started, panting hard as she fought the urge to continue.
“I’m so sorry, FiFi…” Kitten peeped apologetically, resting her hands on the French slut’s exposed ass cheeks, “but I’ve been told by my fiancé that I need to get to sleep so I can help Ororo tomorrow. I need to change into my night wear, but…” she lowered her head and looked back at FiFi with feigned innocence, “could you maybe…at least…help me, FiFi?”
“No need to apologize, Mademouiselle. After all, a proper Ztepford woman always followz what her man zayz,” FiFi purred,tapping her hostess on the nose affectionately with one finger. With that, Kitten took the French Maid by the hand and led her to her own bedroom to change.
As the two enjoyed themselves and each other, a constant stream of soft, almost purr-like voices played through the slumbering Ororo's earphones. The formerly regal mutant could do nothing as the arousing tones massaged and tamed her mind and personality under a haze of artificial bliss. "Just relax. It feels good to relax. All you wish to do from now on is relax and be happy. You want to be happy. More than anything, you want to be happy. Stepford women are happy. More than anything, you want to be a happy Stepford woman. More than anything, you want to be a Stepford woman. You are a Stepford woman. You do not want to worry or fight. You will never worry or fight again. Your name is Ororo. Ororo is a happy, relaxed Stepford woman. Storm was not a Stepford woman. Storm worried and fought. Storm was not happy. You do not want to be Storm. You want to be happy. You will never answer to the name Storm again. You do not know anyone named Storm. Your name is Ororo. Ororo is happy. You want to be happy more than anything else. Kitten is Ororo's friend. Kitten will make Ororo happy. Ororo will just relax and be happy, because she listens to what Kitten tells her. Kitten is Ororo's role-model. Kitten is so happy. Ororo wants to be so happy. Kitten will help Ororo be so happy. A true Stepford woman cares deeply about her looks. Ororo is a true Stepford woman. Ororo cares deeply about her looks. Ororo loves makeup…"
Time passed, and Ororo slept contently. Her wide-open mind taking in every word the soothing voices were telling her as her naked breasts rose and fell in perfect rhythm. Finally, the door opened and in minced Kitten and her slutty French Maid, whose hair was now slightly ruffled. The pair had been busy, having taken their time undressing and then dressing the former Kitty Pryde in the skimpiest of red lingerie, red stockings and high-heeled sandals. Kitten made her way to the foot of the bed and crawled carefully up until her face was mere inches away from Ororo’s pussy.
“I love you, Ororo, and can’t wait to help you,” Kitten whispered, before lowering her head to give her friend’s pussy a long, slow lick.
FiFi then helped Kitten slip off her heels as shesexed-up brunette crawled up to sleep next to Ororo, her curvy body pressedfully up against the nude woman’s side. Both this position and the tender lick had been inspired by the FrenchMaid, as she had helped Kitten into the revealing lingerie the blonde bombshelllicked Kitten’s cunt as she pulled up the red tong panties and pressed her bodyagainst the former do-gooder as she fastened the camisole to Kitten’storso. To say FiFi found watching heractions be mimicked exciting was an understatement. As Kitten made herself comfortable next toher sleeping friend, she slipped on her own earphones and pressed play. Taking her cue, FiFi then placed a bed sheetover the two feminine forms and kissed Kitten on the forehead before leaving. Kitten quickly drifted off to sleep, a nonstopstream of sexy voices were whispering into her mind instructing her on how togive Ororo the help she so desperately needed.
***** I decided to post this chapter (that I had already posted) in this path so as MacroLass said, will bring the two storylines closer together into the same timeline. Feel free to post on this or follow the other one.