Sean absentmindedly pecked at the piano keys. He was improving, working hard at it, but he was expected to be much better than competent. Yet another ordeal to overcome since ending up like this. A couple of weeks ago, he was a guest within this palatial estate. Sean worked as a pool boy over the summer to make some extra cash before college began in the fall. One of his clients was Sofia, who one day, when the two were alone, lured him inside with the promise of sex. Eager to finally lose his virginity, he was blindsided by the older woman slipping a cold, unadorned ring on his finger, and even more shocked to be looking at himself, within her bouncy, VERY feminine body. 

Perpetually unlucky with the ladies, Sean never even saw a pair of boobs in real life, now he had a generous pair to do whatever he wanted, anytime he wanted. Unfortunately, his new husband had similar ease of access. Sofia was trophy wife to Bill, an older man and a real bore. He could see why Sofia was so desperate to dip out; it had only a couple weeks and Sean was actually looking forward to practicing the piano for hours at a time in an effort not go crazy. There were only so many times he could sit on the dryer playing with his new parts before even THAT began to lose its luster.

A loud, carnal invitation growled throughout the halls. Sean’s hands trembled above the keys, he knew this was it. Too long had he rebuffed Bill’s advances, and now he would be expected to fulfill his wifely duties. It was certainly more interesting night than watching the guy sleep in front of the TV, but Sean still couldn’t help but get nervous all the same. Maybe he could’ve bought himself a few extra days if he hadn’t convinced Bill to get him a new Steam Deck. Either way, Sean would have to wait on mastering the piano, and instead master the right techniques in the bedroom.