“I warned you over and over not to call me your whore,” Brandy said. “Please change me back honey I’m sorry,” Tyler pleaded. “Nope this if you from now on, a dressed to the nines bimbo, oh and anytime you try to leave the house you will feel obligated to do you hair nice and pretty and dress up, have a nice life Tiffany,” she laughed. Tyler could only stare on in horror as she walked away and he felt his…her breasts jiggle with every breath and the weight of the permed hair pulling on his head.
