The dominatrix looked down upon her new charge as he sat on the floor of the human sized birdcage that would be his home for the next month. She could plainly see that she had a great deal of work to do if she was to properly effect his transformation over such a short period of time. He was obviously quite fearful, but this she did not mind for she thrived upon the fear of others and indeed, he did have much to fear.

After a time, his nervousness growing markedly under her gaze, she decided to explain her program to him, let him know what his life would be like in the days and weeks to come.

"Your wife sent you to me because you are no longer pleasing to her. Too many trips to fast food places, too much wine, too many fine sauces have all conspired to make you into the chunky boy you are today. It's my job to get that fat off of you, to return you to how you looked when you were married. I noticed fear in your eyes as I looked at you earlier and I think that fear is justified because I never fail, and I certainly will not be feeling your pain as I skinny you down." She opened.

"My program is simple. When I'm not working on you you'll be here in the cage, away from all temptation. That will take up about 20 hours of each day. I'll deliver three special meals to you each day, just enough to keep you functioning, and you can use the chamber pot in your cage as needed." She continued.

"Four hours each day will be mine. First thing in the morning we will spend an hour preparing you for the day ahead. A massive punishment enema, or two, or ten will get you nice and clean for me on the inside, and I'll follow those cleanings with a nice glass of my early morning piss that you can drink down to start your daily food intake off right. Then you will shower and join me in the dungeon for whatever little tortures I have in mind for any given day." She said.

"Your second hour will be spent doing aerobic exercise. You'll do your aerobics crossdressed in female exercise clothes, dancing away to old style Jane Fonda tapes on the television. I'll videotape these performances of yours both so that we can see how you improve as time goes along, and for your wife to have something to send to friends and family if you violate the rules and get fat again when you are no longer in my charge. I find that such blackmail tapes can be splendid motivators. After your workout you'll be given a nice and sensible breakfast, you'll especially love the oatmeal, cooked in my piss and topped with my spit." She declared.

"Hour three will take place in the late afternoon, long after I've fed you a nice lunch of cold leftovers from my dinner the night before. This third hour will again be an hour of exercise, you'll spend it crossdressed as well, but on the weight machine, moving through the stations one by one, working that fat right off your body. When you are done with the third hour each day you will be able to relax in your cage and wait for your dinner, something always special, and specially spiced from my body." She said.

"Your fourth hour will be in the evenings and will start with your time on the scale. If you are sufficiently lighter to meet or exceed your wife's monthly goal you will be given a splendid reward. Perhaps I'll do something nice like strap you into a sling and work your ass with a huge dildo while you masturbate. Whatever I come up with each night, I know you'll love it despite the pain and humiliation it brings. If though you didn't loose enough weight that day, punishment for your failure will have to be the result. Extreme torture that results in pain beyond your tolerances. Perhaps you will be beaten, shocked, bitten, crushed. The possibilities for extreme pain are endless, and I am quite sure that you will experience a great many of them in the month to come. Worry not though; the dungeon is well soundproofed so you will be able to scream to your hearts desire. Whatever it may be, pleasure or pain, when I'm done granting you extreme sensation you'll be put right back into the cage to sleep it off." She said.

"A month from now I'll give you back to your wife a changed man. I think that she will be pleased with the result, and I know that she is spending this month setting up additional radical lifestyle changes for you. The home you return to will be much different from the one you just left." She concluded, turning and walking away from him, leaving him in his cage to consider her words.