Orazio (Vol. 1) Orazio and the Isis hormone.

You asked for it.

Dinnertime arrives and Orazio wakes up. He is very hungry.

He also has an annoying erection and his cock is stinging. He stands in front of the mirror and looks at himself. He is still wearing the girl's clothes that Mrs. Johnson bought him. He thinks briefly that he looks like a freak.

Mrs. Johnson's voice sounds over a loudspeaker.

Mrs. Johnson: Orazio, it's time for dinner. Come to the dining room.

Furious, Orazio removes the girl's clothes, covers his body with a sheet, and then heads to the dining room.

Mrs. Johnson is sitting at the table drinking a glass of wine. Her smile disappears as soon as she sees what Orazio looks like.

Mrs. Johnson: We have already had this conversation. Go back to your room right now and put on the clothes I bought you.
Orazio: I can't...
Mrs. Johnson: You will do as I say, young man. We don't want you to have another date with the ruler so soon, do we?

Orazio is so excited that he feels pain. Without thinking, he goes back to his room and looks in the closet. All the clothes are girls' clothes.

He doesn't know what to wear. His erection is still present and it is very difficult to hide it under the skirts and dresses.

He is about to give up when he sees a shirt hanging on the closet door. It is white and very long. He puts it on and looks at himself in front of the mirror. The shirt covers his underwear and hides the bulge in his crotch. A wave of anguish and excitement runs through his body as he thinks about whether the clothes will be to Mrs. Johnson's liking.

Without further thought, he goes back down to the dining room, where Mrs. Johnson is waiting for him. Orazio's body trembles with fear and excitement as he sits at the table under Mrs. Johnson's gaze.

Mrs. Johnson smiles at him.

Mrs. Johnson: You look very handsome today, Orazio.
Orazio: Thank you, Mrs. Johnson.

Orazio looks at her shyly. Even though she is quite a bit older than him, he finds Mrs. Johnson very attractive. What is happening to him? Just a few hours ago that same woman was beating his cock with a ruler and now he is sitting at her table trembling with excitement.

The domestic androids start serving dinner. The dishes look delicious, but Orazio is so nervous he can barely taste them.

Finally, the meal is over. Mrs. Johnson's mood, fortunately, seems to have improved.

Mrs. Johnson: Have you finished dinner, Orazio?
Orazio: Yes, Mrs. Johnson.

Orazio can't help but notice how beautiful her house is. The walls are made of shiny white stone and floating lanterns cast a soft light.

Mrs. Johnson: If you want, you can go to your room until eleven o'clock. Tonight you sleep in my room. Take a good shower and be on time.
Orazio: Thank you, Mrs. Johnson.

Orazio's knees shake as he climbs the stairs. He feels dirty and finds it hard to concentrate on the beautiful artwork covering the walls. He can't believe how rich she is.

Once in his room, he tries to distract himself by playing a video game, but his mind keeps returning to Mrs. Johnson and the events of the day.

The hours pass slowly and he finally gets ready to go to Mrs. Johnson's room. Will she want to fuck tonight? Or just have company? He doesn't know.

He dries his hair and steps out into the hallway. He notices that the house is completely silent.

He knocks on Mrs. Johnson's bedroom door.
"Come in."