“Studies have shown that the female orgasm can be up to ten times more intense than its male equivalent,” Jane Silver let her words wash over the auditorium full of people before her. “Doesn't seem very fair, does it?” There were murmurs, giggles and even a few cheers from her audience of two hundred couples that had been specially invited to her presentation. “That's why here at MyPleasure, we have developed a drug that stimulates the male brain during ejaculation to emit theta waves equivalent to its female counterpart, simulating the female orgasmic experience.” She paused. “That's science talk for 'it will make you cum your brains out' like you can only dream about.”
There were whoops from the crowd and couples looked at each other in wonder with winks and wet lips. There was a palpable excitement in the room now, especially from the men. “Now,” Jane continued, “what do us girls get out of this deal?” She smiled out a few good natured heckles and stepped closer to the edge of the stage. “As you know, you were invited here today for our product launch after filling out one of our sexual fantasy questionnaires online. These were answered independently from your partners so not to bias the responses and I can tell you now, gentlemen, that every lady in this room answered one certain question in a very specific way.” She paused again to allow the suspense to build. “When asked, 'on a scale of one to ten, how much would you like to feminise your partner?', they responded...10!”
The atmosphere in the crowd changed in an instant. The room was suddenly filled with looks of shock and suspicious glances. “Well, ladies, we know that just one experience of our product will be enough to get you whatever you want. After all, our new drug is only on sale to women, and we know for a fact that every man in this room will do whatever it takes for another taste of sweet ecstasy.” The heckling was no longer light hearted and Jane had to adjust her mic to be heard above the male anger and mockery. “Guys, you are probably thinking you are better off avoiding our product like the plague. It can't be worth a new life as a sissy, right? Well, I hope you enjoyed your complimentary champagne as you entered.” The room fell silent apart from a single glass falling from someone's hand and smashing on the floor.
“Perhaps you'd like to hear a testimonial? Benji, come here, darling!” The curtains at the back of the stage parted and a timid blonde in a frilly wedding dress stepped through. “Before becoming my sissy wife, Benji was my lab assistant and one of the first men to try our new product. So addicted to the female thrill is dear Benji, that she agreed to marry me.” There was a growing rumble of excitement from the women in the room as their partners sat in silence next to them. Benji's madeup face was a picture of shame and acceptance as he knew what was going to happen next. “Benji is my sissy now,” Jane grinned, “just as your boyfriends and husbands will become yours – pathetic little orgasm addicts to do with as you please. Of course, it's up to you how you allow them to climax. I like to use a small but extremely powerful buttplug.” She took a keyfob from her pocket and a look of fear washed over Benji. “You will all find one in your welcome packs.”
