Lynn stepped back and surveyed her creation with a smug smile. He certainly didn't look much like the naked, dirty low-life creature they had brought here a few days ago. In fact if she hadn't been with one doing the transforming would would have taken him to be a well dressed well made up woman. It wa amazing how well he had adopted his new feminine persona, at least in appearance.
"Yes you look most convincing,: she muttered incredulously. "I think we will have to give you a new name. Certainly your old one won't really fit the image you now project. How do you like Marcie? But then who cares if you like it or not as that is going to be your new name. Tell me, wench, what's your new name?"
"Marcie, Mistress," Mark replied despondently. He knew better than to argue but it was still depressing to think that not only was his tormentor obviously satisfied with his female image but she was also determined to give him a girl's name.