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De Plane, Boss De plane! By Karen Albright
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
De Plane, Boss
De plane!
By Karen Albright
PART 2
CASE : TV004438
SUBJECT : Lance Henderson
NET WORTH : About $27,000,000.
HIS FANTASY : Seeking B&D scene with himself as masked dominant.
SITUATION : Medium size, attractive, 3 outstanding paternity
suits. Obnoxiously confident.
PLANNED : Dominate him. Turn him into a whore.
DISPOSITION : Retain.
ARRANGEMENTS: $500,000 conversion. $20,000 per week.
COMMENTARY : Complete realism with hypnosis, implants, and
surgery.
CLIENT DEBRIEFING TRANSCRIPT.
I was picked up by a striking but aloof bitch at the airport. She carried
my baggage to a jeep, and drove me to a large plantation house. She
rejected all of my suggestions that we have dinner together. In the
building, another striking woman met me, gave me coffee, and gave me an
"Experience Contract" to review and sign. I signed quickly, because my
attorney told me that he could get me out of anything. I was forced to wait
for a while, and then another beautiful woman, in a white coat, arrived to
interview me. I did not want to waste time with her, but she reminded me
that I had agreed to an initial evaluation, so we proceeded. I could hardly
wait to start my fantasy and domination all of these beautiful bitches.
After the interview, I became very groggy, and passed out.
MEDICAL NOTES: Complete Realism conversion. 12 days sedated in clinic for
transformation.
No nutrition, estimate 40 pound weight loss in 12 days. Goal is 125 pounds
weight, and 25 inch waist.
Medications:
Sedative including enzymes to increase subliminal receptivity. Must enhance
with unconscious shock treatments.
Female Hormone Z, Including accelerators with a 5 day period to full effect.
Triple dosage while sedated.
Eroycin aphrodisiac on day 11 to accelerate sex drive.
Dermosol D to accelerate hair growth on head, shoulder length in 6 days.
Depilimycin to remove beard and body hair and to retard further growth of
same.
Surgery: Full silicone implants to a 37D. Liposuction of waist to 25 in.
diameter. Move some of abdominal tissue to hips to obtain 37 in. diameter.
Plastic surgery to face to reduce nose and ear size, and to augment lips.
Full sex change. Remove penis and testicles. Use skin flaps to form false
vagina. Move urethra to new opening behind new vagina. Will need 5 days
with form in vagina to maintain shape. 10 days full convalescence while
sedated.
Arizona Clinic experimental hormonal implants to provide continual female
hormonal balance.
PSYCHIATRIC NOTES: A very difficult patient. Husky with strong features.
No past crossdressing. No homosexual tendencies. Therapy will continue
subliminal tapes to train in feminine behavior and submissiveness. Must
augment with unconscious shock treatments, and mind-altering drugs during
sedation. Will have to monitor carefully.
CLIENT DEBRIEFING TRANSCRIPT(cont.)
I awoke with a horrible headache, and with pains all over my body. It felt
like I had just finished a full workout. The room was dark, and I quickly
found that I could not move much. My arms, legs, and abdomen were
restrained to the platform I felt under me. The room was dark, and
completely quiet.
Suddenly, I heard a loud voice say, "You may prepare for the day now", and
the restraints released. Without any light, I could not see, but I sat up
slowly. The headache and muscle aches made it hard to concentrate, but
everything felt strange. I felt something brush against my back, and I
reached up to rub my sore arms. As I did so, my hand brushed against
something, and I felt it in my chest. I touched my chest and immediately
felt two huge breasts. What had happened?
I felt a second time, and felt the same thing, and they were real, because I
could feel the sensation of my hands upon my nipples. I touched my head,
and felt long hair.
Just then, the lights came on, and the voice said, "You have 10 minutes to
get ready."
I looked around, and saw a small room, with a small dresser, and 3 doors. I
stood up, and walked to the largest door to get out, but it was locked. The
second one opened to a small closet, which contained a few woman's clothes,
and the third went into a bathroom. I entered the bathroom, turned on the
light, and saw a beautiful woman looking back from the mirror. Then I was
really shocked. As a reflex, I reached between my legs, and I felt nothing!
My fingers moved further back, and they felt a moist slit between my legs.
I screamed and passed out.
I awoke on the platform again, but without the restraints. I sat up again,
and this time felt the weight of my large breasts settle on my chest. Again
the voice said "You have 10 minutes."
Ten minutes to what? I went into the bathroom to urinate, and remembered
that I had to sit down. As I sat, I again fondled my ample breasts, and
noticed that they were very sensitive. I then took a quick shower, and
dried myself as I walked into the room.
In the room, I was shocked to see another person. It was a tall, blonde
woman dressed in thigh length black boots, a black corset with exposed
breasts, and long black gloves. She carried a small black riding crop.
"Lets go" she demanded.
"What is going on" I replied.
"No questions, you must get dressed immediately." she ordered.
I looked around, and saw a small pile of clothes on the dresser. I picked
them up and spread them on the bed. "Lets go!" she demanded again, and she
hit me with the crop. I swung around quickly. No woman was going to hit me
like that I thought, but something inside me prevented me from taking
action. She moved toward me, and held my arms tightly behind my back in a
painfully high position. "Lets go".
She released my arms. "Put on the clothes now!" She reached over to me with
a white corset like she was wearing. I put it around my waist, and found it
to be very tight. After I hooked it, she reached behind me, and pulled
quickly on the laces. That pulled it even tighter around me so that it was
hard to breathe. The tightening further emphasized my sizeable breasts
which stuck out of the top of the corset. Then she handed me a pair on
black, net stockings, which hooked to garters on the corset. They were
followed by black panties, a pair of 6 inch high heels, and a very short
black dress, with petticoats built in, and a small, white apron on the
front. The last items were high heeled shoes that were so high that I could
barely keep my balance as I tried to walk in them.
When I finished, I looked like the classic French maid in pornographic
literature. The skirt barely covered my panties, and my breasts were
uncovered down almost to my nipples. As I turned to her, the woman hit me
again with the riding crop. "We have work to do" she demanded. She grabbed
my arms, and held them both behind my back. I felt her wrap bands around my
elbows, and then clip something onto the bands. When she released my arms,
I felt them held together at the elbow behind me so that I could just get my
hands in front of me. Just as quickly, she attached bands to my knees, and
hooked them together so that I could take only short steps. She then
turned, opened the door, and motioned me to leave.
Outside, I was in a poorly lit corridor, and she pushed me to the right. We
walked a ways with great difficulty. The combination of the knee hobble,
and the very high heels, caused me to continually stumble. Soon, a set of
stairs appeared. Again she pushed me toward them, and I moved as quickly as
my new shoes would let me.
Everything had happened so quickly that I still had not had time to
understand what was going on. The stairs opened into a hall of what
appeared to be a large Victorian house. The walls here covered with a red,
velvety covering, the woodwork was almost black, and the furniture was the
ornate sort of the late 1800's. The woman led me down the hall, and into a
large parlor. "Mistress Marion awaits". she said as she stopped at the door
and pushed me into the room.
I walked unsteadily through the door, and saw a large, attractive woman
sitting in an arm chair at the far end of the room. She had strikingly long
red hair, an unbelievable body with huge breasts that were immediately
obvious through a silky robe that she was wearing.
"Come here, slave " she commanded.
Slave? What did she mean?
"Come here NOW" she said sternly.
I walked uncertainly toward her.
"So you are my new maid. How well prepared is she Helga? "
"Not well" was the reply from behind me.
"Well, we shall have to get right to work", the woman remarked.
She stood up, and I was even more overwhelmed. She stood over 6 feet high
with her high heeled boots, and the silk robe clung to her incredible body.
"Follow me." she commanded.
She walked quickly out of the room, and I struggled to keep up. "Hurry" she
remarked without even looking. We walked back down the hall, past the door
I had entered through, and to another door at the end. Helga hurried in
front of the "Mistress" and opened the door for her. We all went down a set
of darkened steps into what felt like a cool, damp basement.
I had considerable difficulty on the steep steps with the shoes and hobble,
and Helga kept prodding me with her riding crop. The basement had huge
stone walls flanking the corridor we entered. At the end, Helga opened a
massive oak door, and turned on the lights. As I neared the door, taking
many small steps to cover the distance, I could see nothing but a grey stone
wall.
Once inside, I became very concerned. It was equipped with every type of
bondage device imaginable. There were racks, horses, padded chairs, leather
items on the walls, and a single arm chair in one corner. The mistress went
to the chair, sat down, and said, "Lets get started Helga."
I could hardly react as Helga took my arms and pulled me into the middle of
the room. There she put straps around my ankles, and clipped a chain to one
ankle, and to a hook in the floor. Now I could not move very far in any
direction. She then unhooked my elbows, and knees, and removed the straps.
"Take off your dress and panties." Helga commanded.
I had no choice. I pulled the dress up over my head, and removed the
petticoats from my waist. Now I was standing in just the corset, stockings,
and shoes.
"Not bad looking" was the comment from the corner. "I am your new
mistress", she continued. You will ALWAYS call me Mistress, or Mistress
Marion. Do you understand?"
I could only nod before she spoke again. "You WILL do anything, and
everything, that we tell you to" she continued. "You must immediately learn
what pleases me, or we will make life very uncomfortable for you."
"What is going on....." I began, but was stopped by a sharp blow from
Helga's riding crop.
"Do not press your luck" the mistress said sharply. "Never address me
without saying Mistress first, and the same goes for Helga. You have no
purpose in life but to please me. Lets continue Helga."
I stood motionless as Helga approached. She unlaced the corset, and
replaced it with a lacy garter belt to hold up my hose. The then went to a
table and selected a number of items.
The first thing that she did to me was to place a mask over my eyes. It was
really a blindfold, which completely blinded me. Then there was a pause,
and I felt her squeeze my cheeks. "Open your mouth".
I opened my mouth, and immediately felt something being shoved into it. It
was a wrinkly feeling, rubbery object that completely filled my mouth so
that I could not speak. It seemed hollow, because I could breathe air
through it. I then felt straps being attached behind my head, and then
tightened to force the gag further into my mouth.
There was another pause, and then Helga began to pull long gloves over my
arms. It felt like thin leather as it slid up past my elbows, and began to
get tighter. The ends felt like gloves, as my fingers slipped into it. The
top tightened in my armpits. Then she pulled on the second one. The gloves
were followed by another corset, that felt much tighter that the first one.
Then I felt my arms pulled back again, and clipped to the corset at the
elbows. My hands were pulled in front of me, and hooked together with a
short chain.
Another pause, and then something cold touched one of my nipples. In a
second, it began to squeeze, and then became painfully tight.
Helga then seemed to be talking with the Mistress, and then I felt a high
collar being wrapped around my neck. It forced me to hold my head very high
and straight. As this was going on, I had the first real opportunity to
think about my situation. I was overwhelmed with the new sensations I felt.
The cool leather, the giggling breasts, the strain of the high heels, the
pain of my constrained elbows.
Suddenly, the blindfold and gag were removed, but the blindfold was quickly
replaced with a tight, black hood over my entire face. The hood seemed to
have holes for my mouth, nose, and eyes, but Helga put patches over the eye
openings almost immediately. Now I was back in the dark again.
"Lets see how good she is." the Mistress said suddenly.
I felt Helga push me towards the Mistress, and then force me down to my
knees. She then pushed me down onto my hands and knees, and further toward
the woman in the corner. I had no idea where I was, until I began to smell
the musky scent of a woman. Now I knew what she wanted. Helga's hands
pushed my head further, until my lips contacted hairs, and my nose was
overcome with the odor. "Lick" Helga commanded, and I responded
immediately.
Even in these stressful surroundings, the thought of kissing a woman's cunt
aroused me, but the feelings were different. I could not feel anything
stiffen between my legs, just a warmth spreading over my body. The riding
crop suddenly hit my rear. "Faster, faster!"
My tongue moved as quickly as I knew how to. The moist cunt walls tasted
wonderful, and the odors increased my arousal. Suddenly, I heard a moaning,
and then the woman's thighs closed tightly around my head as she shuddered
to a climax. There was a moment of silence, her thighs relaxed, and then a
weak voice said "Wonderful".
I felt myself being pulled around, and then down toward the floor. Quickly,
I smelled another cunt, and felt the smooth, moist vagina with my nose. I
began lapping again. Helga was far stronger, and more athletic. She
wrapped her strong legs around me, and her hips bucked and writhed, and I
had trouble staying in contact. Each time I lost contact, I felt the riding
crop sting my ass sharply. I worked for a considerable time without any
indication of results, and then she started to moan. I increased my
efforts, and she soon climaxed with a loud moan as she squeezed my head with
her strong thighs. By this time, I was becoming uncomfortable in my
restraints. The elbow restraints made kneeling on hands and knees very
painful, and I collapsed onto Helga as she relaxed.
"Enough of this" remarked the Mistress. "Get her to work upstairs"
I heard the Mistress leave, and I felt helga stand up from under me. "Get
up!" she commanded, and I obeyed. She removed the hood, and the elbow
restraints, and gave me the maid uniform. "Get dressed."
I dressed as quickly as my sore joints would permit, with Helga prodding me
all of the time, and then followed her slowly back up the stairs. She led
me into the back of the house and pointed to a large closet. "The equipment
you will need is in there", she said. You are to dust and vacuum the entire
first floor. The punishment will be severe if you are not quick about it."
"But I am still restrained", I pleaded.
"So what, make do", she commented as she left.
I looked into the closet and found dust rags, a vacuum cleaner, and many
other cleaning items. I took the dust rags, and a broom first, and began to
work. The restraints made work difficult, because I could not get my arms
fully in front of my body, and I could walk only slowly. I began in a small
den, and worked carefully, but slowly around the floor.
With no one to bother me, I had an opportunity to reflect upon the first few
hours. I was very puzzled. What had happened to my fantasy? Why was I now
a woman? What did it mean? I got no clues as I worked. I did begin to
explore my new body. As I passed a large mirror in the hall, I stopped
briefly to look at myself. For the first time, I realized how attractive I
actually looked. I seemed much thinner, with a slim waist, huge breasts,
and large hips. My face was much finer, with a smaller nose and ears. I
had shoulder length hair that swept across my shoulders as I worked. The
combination of the high heels, and the short skirt, provided a view of a
pair of very attractive legs.
The day went slowly, as I moved from room to room. Occasionally, Helga
would arrive, comment on my progress, and leave. I saw it become darker
outside, and concluded that it was evening. Shortly thereafter, Helga came
back. "Go wash and get dressed for dinner." she commanded. I put the
equipment back, and walked with her to the room I had awaken in. There she
unlocked the restraints, removed them, and locked me in my room while
saying, "You have 20 minutes to clean up."
I undressed quickly, and showered. In the shower, I had the first
opportunity to really explore my body. I felt my huge breasts, and the
nipples became hard as I did so. The sensations they gave me aroused me.
My hand then felt between my legs. As I had felt before, I found no trace
of any male genitals. Just a moist slit. I put my fingers into it, and it
felt good. I stroked for a while, and eventually had a climax. It felt
entirely different from what I had remembered. It was a warm wave that
swept through my entire body.
A voice then said "10 minutes", so I hurried. I dried myself off, and found
a pile of clothing on the bed. It was similar to the clothes I had worn all
day, with a corset, hose, panties, and a very short maid's dress with
billowy petticoats. The same high heel shoes sat next to the bed.
I dressed quickly, and felt a need to put on make-up. I went to the
dresser, and found some in the top drawer. I was surprised that I seemed to
know how to use it. I also combed my long hair to make it look better, and
waited for Helga.
"Lets go", boomed from the hall before I heard the door lock open. I got up
just as she walked in. Without a word, she took my arms, put on the
binders, and hooked them behind my back again. Then she hobbled my knees
again and said, "Follow me."
Downstairs, I found that the dining room was set for a full dinner for one
person. "You will wait on the Mistress," Helga announced as she led me into
the kitchen. There I met the cook, who gave me the tray and food, and
instructed me about how the Mistress liked to be served. I listened
intently, fearful of the consequences of failing, and then went to work.
Dinner went quickly. The cook had instructed me well, and I made only a
minor mistake, which was not seen. After dinner, the Mistress said "Well
done."
"Thank you Mistress" I replied as she walked out.
"Lets go" was Helga's order, and she took me back to my room, and locked it.
I was so tired that I took a soothing shower, and looked for something to
sleep in. I found a sheer nightgown in the closet, and was aroused by the
smooth feelings it gave me as I pulled it on, and as I moved about the room.
I quickly fell asleep.
PSYCHIATRIC NOTES: Has withstood the first day well. Submissive training
seems better that expected. Must continue to monitor.
MEDICAL NOTES: Has held up well after surgery. Sex change work seems good,
climax achieved. Implants good, figure is as expected. Do not know pain
tolerance yet.
CLIENT DEBRIEFING TRANSCRIPT (cont.) My life soon fit into a pattern. I
would be awakened in the morning, dressed as a maid, and I would spend the
day, under Helga's watchful eyes, cleaning, serving meals, or attending to
the Mistress's sexual needs. Occasionally, I would be taken back into the
cellar, and put into various bondage devices.
I had never been permitted to have enjoyment in the presence of the Mistress
of Helga, so my only sexual relief came in the shower. The Mistress heard
me moan once while licking her cunt, and she suddenly said, "It is time for
the machine."
Helga smiled, and when I was through, she led me to the cellar. There, I
was undressed, and then tied on to a vertical rack-like device. It spread
my arms and legs out like an X. The Mistress said, "wait", and she came
over to me.
"Do you know that you are really very pretty?" she said.
"Thank you Mistress", I replied. She began to fondle my large breasts until
the nipples became very hard, and a warm sensation spread over them.
Helga then tightened the bonds until I was stretched tightly on the device.
She then rolled it away from the wall, and rotated it until I was lying on
my back. The Mistress then took the opportunity to have me lick her to a
climax as I lay there.
"Go on" she said when she was finished.
Helga walked out of the room, and wheeled back a small motor driven device
on a pedestal. She adjusted the pedestal to be the same height as the rack
that I was on, and then hooked it to the bottom of the rack.
I could barely see what was happening because of the bondage hood that I
wore that restricted my vision, and the collar that prevented me from moving
my head, but I could feel the motion of the devices as they were being
attached. I heard a motor start, and turn over slowly.
The Mistress then came to my head. "My slave", she started. "We have
deprived you of the great pleasures of being a woman too long. It is time
to let you enjoy yourself." Helga seemed to laugh, and then I felt her hand
in my crotch. She seemed to be spreading something in my vagina. Then
there was more motion on the rack, and I felt something being pushed into my
vagina. Other than my fingers, I had had nothing in there, and the
sensation of this large object was very pleasurable.
It stopped just as it began to enter my cunt, and Helga giggled it some
more. "Are you ready slave?"
What could I say, so I responded "yes Mistress." Then I heard the motor
start, and I felt the object begin to move into my vagina slowly. The
sensation was incredible. I could feel it stretching the vagina walls, and
sliding across the sensitive tissues. It seemed to fill my whole insides as
it continued to enter me. Then, the motion reversed, and it began to
withdraw. I did not want it to, the feelings it gave me were new and
wonderful. Then, the motion became faster, and faster, as the motor speed
increased.
I was being fucked by a machine! And I loved the sensations. I began to
moan, and writhe as much as the rack would permit, and then I climaxed with
a huge sigh. The machine stopped momentarily, and stayed off for what
seemed like a few minutes, and then it started again.
Again the sensations started. I was unaccustomed to being able to have
multiple orgasms, and this was a new feeling. The machine sped up again,
and I began to moan again. Soon I climaxed for the second time, and it
seemed to be better than the first time. Then the machine stopped.
"OH, don't stop", I moaned, and I heard the Mistress laugh.
The machine started a third time, and sped up even faster. I was
anticipating the feelings this time, and moved against the machine to
enhance them. Again I moaned, and then climaxed quickly after that. The
cycle kept repeating as I lost count. I was loosing control. I would moan
and move even before it started, and then I would move to hasten the
upcoming climax, as the machine proceeded at its mechanical pace. The
pauses between motion seemed to shorten, until the machine ran continually,
and I was almost crazy. I was moaning, and writhing uncontrollably.
Suddenly it stopped!
I moaned and moved, but to no avail. I began to beg. "Please Mistress!
Don't let it stop. I must have more!" I heard them both laugh because they
knew that I was addicted. I would never forget the intense pleasure of the
organisms. They had control of me now!
"See what we can do", the Mistress commented. "We can repeat this if you
are a good slave."
I had no idea what would prompt it, or when it would occur, but I knew that
I had to obey them immediately from now on, on the slim chance that I would
again experience the machine.
PSYCHIATRIC NOTES: Submissiveness is complete. Will do anything to repeat
that experience.
MEDICAL NOTES: Operation a success. Stress of machine withstood. Multiple
organisms. Sensations normal.
One other afternoon, I was stretched out with a chain from my arms, and
suspended from the ceiling. Helga then took five plastic wrap rolls, and
tightly wrapped me from head to foot, leaving only my face, and breasts
open. The wrap held me tightly in a straight position. She even wrapped it
between my huge breasts. I could barely breath, and could not move a muscle.
The Mistress seemed to enjoy my plight.
I heard a noise behind me, and the Mistress smiled, but I had no idea what
was happening. Then I heard a machine sound like a hair dryer. I was
right, Helga had a hair dryer that she was blowing onto the wrap.
Initially, it felt a bit warm, until I realized that they had wrapped me in
a shrink wrap plastic. I could feel it slowly tightening around my body.
The warmth increased, and so did the tightening. My legs were pressed
together as though in a vise, my hips and stomach ached, and the pain as my
arms were drawn into my sides was severe. With all of the pressure, my new
breasts stuck out even more that usually, and Helga delighted in tickling
them with a feather as I hung from the chain.
When Helga finished, I was wrapped so tightly that I could barely breathe.
She then pushed a button, and the chain moved up, lifting me from the floor.
She moved a table under me, and lowered me down onto it on my back. The
table was only about 2 feet above the ground, and I was immobile, staring at
the ceiling. The Mistress then laughed, and walked over to me. She spread
her legs, and moved over my face so that her cunt was just over my mouth. I
could move only my head, and I reached up to lick it. She squatted down,
squeezing my face between her cunt and the table as I licked. Shortly
later, she began to moan, and then climaxed, covering my face with her
juices. Helga then did the same thing.
After they used me numerous times, the Mistress left, and helga began to
tease me. She used the feather to tickle my nipples, and the soles of my
feet. of course, I could not move, and she delighted in my predicament.
She soon tired, and released me carefully using adhesive tape scissors. I
was exhausted, and barely able to get dressed and follow her to my room for
a shower to prepare to serve dinner.
PSYCHIATRIC NOTES: Will do anything asked, even if painful.
MEDICAL NOTES: Pain tolerance high.
CLIENT DEBRIEFING TRANSCRIPT (cont.)
One evening, I began to set the table, and I noticed that there were 11
seats. That implied a busy night serving. As the meal started, I noticed
that there were 5 couples plus the Mistress. They were all well dressed,
and the dinner was normal, except for having more work to do.
After dinner, Helga came to the kitchen and told me to follow her. I did
so, and we went down to the cellar. I had no idea what would transpire, but
I knew that I must do it. We entered a room that I had never been in
before. It was a huge room, with many mattresses scattered on the floor,
and couples on them. There were as many as 5 on one queen size mattress.
"Undress" Helga ordered, and I did so.
She then bound me, on my knees, with the hood, and other restraints. "Come
here" I heard the Mistress say, so I crawled on my knees to her. She was a
part of the group of 5 in one area.
"Something new", she mentioned as one of the men rolled onto his back near
me.
"Service him" Helga commanded, and I was immediately moving toward him. I
seemed to know what was expected, as I felt his legs, and took his huge cock
in my mouth. I had never done this before, so I choked the first time, but
I quickly learned how to hold and kiss it. He lay quiet for a while, and
then began to move. I moved also, without loosing my lip lock on his dick.
He moaned, and I could feel him stiffen, then I felt the rush of semen
against the roof of my mouth. I swallowed quickly, and more followed. I
found the taste of it pleasant.
Once he climaxed, the other man rolled off a woman, and lay on his back.
The intent was obvious, so I went to him and did the same thing. As I was
working on him, a third man moved behind me, and I could feel his huge tool
entering me. Now I remembered the machine, and I began to move with him as
I sucked the other man. All three of us came together. The pleasure was
the greatest I had ever felt. I had to do it again.
I began to crawl to a fourth man, and heard Helga laugh. She and the
Mistress just stood and watched me as I chased a man around the floor on my
knees, blinded by the mask. He stopped, and I was on him with my mouth. I
could not stop. I had to have more.
The women were laughing as I chased the men around the room. I would do
anything for another climax. One woman stopped me, and I immediately began
to lick her. I did anything to be in a position where one of the men could
enter me. Helga left the room, and then appeared with a large, black object.
She turned it on and a low hum started. It was a huge dildo with a vibrator
in it. She inserted it into my vagina, and I immediately began to writhe on
the floor, and moan. I was coming! A man went by, and I grabbed him, and
clamped my mouth on his dick. Everyone laughed again.
I was like an animal. I would do anything for pleasure. One of the women
began to lick my cunt, and again I went crazy. I wrapped my legs around
her, and held her tightly as I climaxed. Soon, all of us were in one pile,
everyone trying to get to me to see what would excite me most. I soon lost
track of time, and finally passed out.
PSYCHIATRIC NOTES: Therapy complete. Nymphomaniac. Will do anything for
sex.
MEDICAL NOTES: Surprising endurance. Surgery is holding up well. Can
reduce aphrodisiac levels.
CONCLUDING PSYCHIATRIC NOTES: Therapy a success. Can make anyone addicted
to pleasure. Only hormonal implant replacement needed. 6 month checks on
integrity of vagina. Is in constant demand for new clients who need
exposure to such a strong need. Have even transported outside the resort on
special occasions as the need arose.
CASE : EXP01903
SUBJECT : Harold Walker
NET WORTH : About $35,000,000.
HIS FANTASY : Called for a resort weekend. Just wanted to relax.
SITUATION : Medium size, nothing remarkable. Research reveals
substance habit.
PLANNED : Slow transformation experiment.
DISPOSITION : To be determined based on findings.
ARRANGEMENTS: $500,000 conversion. $20,000 per week, $1,000,000
cancellation, $5,000 Maintenance.
COMMENTARY : Experimental slow transformation. Will use
hormones and derivatives only. Vaginal substitute
only if needed.
CLIENT DEBRIEFING TRANSCRIPT:
An associate of mine had mentioned a wonderful week that he had spent at a
small, exclusive resort in Georgia. As he left his office to get some
documents, I noticed an invoice to him with a Georgia address. I remembered
the phone number, and called that night to discuss a week. They said that
they would get back to me, and I received a letter the next week with
suggested dates and rates. It was very expensive, but my friend was so
enthusiastic that I thought that I would try it.
As I left the airport, I was pleasantly surprised to meet an attractive
woman who drove me to the resort. The trip took a significant amount of
time, with an hour on poor back roads. The final part could only have been
done in the Blazer that we rode in. Finally, I saw a resort community
within the forest, and she drove me up to the door of a small hotel.
Once inside, the desk clerk gave me a number of forms to fill out, and I
signed them without looking. She gave me a room key, and directed me to my
room on the second floor. As I opened the door, I was pleasantly surprised
to see a full studio apartment, with a fine view of a distant mountain
range. I unpacked, and rested before dinner.
At dinner, I was met by a strikingly beautiful woman who directed me to a
small table. I noticed that the room was occupied by about 15 others, most
of them sitting alone. The dinner was very good, and I took a short walk
before returning to my room. I read for a while, and then became sleepy, so
I went to bed.
MEDICAL NOTES: Experimental gradual transformation. Medications:
Sedative including enzymes orally to increase subliminal receptivity.
Female Hormone Z, Including accelerators to obtain a 5 day period to full
effect. Injected while asleep.
Eroycin aphrodisiac orally each day to accelerate sex drive.
Dermosol D derivative orally to accelerate hair growth on head, shoulder
length.
Depilimycin orally to remove beard and body hair and retard further growth
of same.
Lipoattractors incorporated into hormones.
PSYCHIATRIC NOTES: Details unknown. Must monitor carefully.
The next morning, I ran for 45 minutes, showered, and went to breakfast. I
then walked around the resort for the rest of the morning. I had lunch and
felt tired, so I took a short nap, and then went fishing in the lake. I
found everyone very friendly, and helpful.
At dinner, I noticed an attractive woman who seemed to be watching me. I
said nothing that night, but I thought that I would introduce myself if the
opportunity presented itself.
The second morning, I ran again. I seemed to tire easily, but I still
finished 5 miles. I showered, and noticed that my chest seemed sensitive.
I thought that it was from the new sweat shirt that I had bought, so I gave
it no more thought. I walked again that morning, and happened to meet the
woman at the general store. I introduced myself, and she did also. We
walked for a while, and then decided to have lunch together. We walked back
to the hotel, and enjoyed a relaxing lunch. I got very tired after lunch,
and excused myself after we agreed to meet at 7:00 PM for dinner.
Dinner time came quickly, and we met in the lobby. We had a delightful
dinner, and took a walk. I was pleasantly surprised when she suggested that
we go to her room for a drink.
She had an apartment like mine, and we sat on the sofa a while and talked.
She got up to get me another drink, and I was delighted when she kissed me
as she sat back down. I kissed her strongly, and we held each other for a
while. She then stood up, took my hand, and pulled me toward her bed.
We undressed quickly, and made love for an extended period of time.
Finally, I excused myself, and returned to my room. The next morning, I ran
again, and seemed even more winded. In the shower, I noticed that my chest
was even more sensitive, and it seemed a bit flabby. I thought that I might
be eating too much.
At breakfast, I ate alone, and went fishing. The next few days followed a
similar pattern. Each evening, I met the woman for dinner, and then we went
to her room to make love. I could see why my friend had such a good time.
The fifth day, I awoke as usual, but I felt very sick. I tried to run, but
could not get very far. I called the hotel doctor, and he agreed to see me
at 9:30 AM.
I went to the doctor's office, and he examined me. He said that I had a
virus, and he injected me with an anti-biotic. As I was getting dressed, I
became very dizzy, and fainted.
MEDICAL NOTES: Oral administration seems to be ineffective. Must accelerate
medications via injections.
PSYCHIATRIC NOTES: Sex drive normal. Little effect seem of medications.
CLIENT DEBRIEFING TRANSCRIPT (cont.) I awoke with a bad headache. I was in
a small room. The room contained only a table, a bed, and two doors. I
found that I was restrained at the wrists, ankles, and waist.
Shortly, the doctor walked into the room with the woman I had met. They
were talking about something.
"What is happening?" I asked.
The doctor and the woman said nothing. He injected me with four different
medications, and then they left the room. The doctor returned with a TV and
VCR on a stand. He turned it on and I saw an attractive woman sitting
behind a desk. The caption read:
Harold Walker Stay.
"Hello Mr. Walker", the woman began. "You were selected randomly from a
number of our clients for an experimental stay at this resort. Before I
continue, let me describe some of the research we have performed prior to
your arrival. It has to do with certain of your recent activities."
The tape changed to film clips om me buying cocaine on a downtown street
corner. It then switched to pictures of evidence of some recent business
transactions of mine that had embezzled money from my employer.
"As you see, we know about your activities", the woman began again. "You
have no choice but to follow our instructions or we will release this data!"
With that, the doctor gave me another injection, removed my restraints,
removed the TV, and locked the door. I was left alone in the room. Within a
short time, my entire body began to tingle, and I got severe cramps. A trip
to the bathroom had no effect.
I fell asleep, and awoke shortly when the doctor returned to give me another
injection. "I feel horrible", I commented, but he did not respond. He
left, and I walked into the bathroom. I looked into the mirror and was
shocked. I had shoulder length hair. I looked more closely, and I had
breasts. What was happening? I reached to my chest, and they were real. I
could feel my hands squeezing them, and the nipples hardening. I felt my
cock, and it seemed smaller.
I walked back into the room, and lay down because if the pain. I could
almost feel my hips and breasts growing as I lay there. I drifted in and
out of consciousness. Finally, the doctor gave me another injection, and
left. I went into the bathroom, and I did not recognize the person looking
back at me. It was an attractive woman, with very large breasts, fine
rounded hips, and a narrow waist. I had long brown hair, and dark,
expressive eyes. What were they doing to me?
Gradually the cramps subsided. I got up, and felt for my cock. It was
still there, but it was very small. Just then, the doctor returned. He
examined me thoroughly, and then gave me some clothing. "Get dressed", he
ordered as he left.
I had some trouble with the unfamiliar clothing. The lace panties felt good
as I pulled them on, but I had great difficulty with the panty hose. The
bra felt good against my sensitive nipples, and I could feel the weight of
my large breasts pulling on the bra straps.
There was a plain dress, and a pair of high heeled shoes. I got them on
with some difficulty, but had great difficulty in walking with them. When I
finished, I again looked into the mirror, and was struck with the beauty of
the person I saw. Why were they doing this to me?
I waited in the room for some time, and they finally gave me some food. The
woman came in to talk with me about my stay, and I am getting tired again.
FINAL MEDICAL NOTES: Conversion completed, but method is flawed.
Experiment indicated oral administration of existing medications is too
slow. Will have to work on them some more. Have injected strong
aphrodisiac, and have immersed in a dark skin dye. Client appears negroid.
Has no further experimental value so will remove from resort.
FINAL PSYCHIATRIC NOTES: Mental changes never happened with oral
administration. The subliminal therapy is most effective. Have stimulated
sex drive, and will leave in New Orleans slums.
EPILOG:
I awoke slowly from the 8 day treatments. I had a slight headache, which I
had expected. I sat up slowly, and enjoyed the new sensation of weight
shifting on my chest. I reached up and touched two beautiful, large
breasts. The nipples sent a pleasant electric shock through me as I touched
them, and I loved holding the weight of them. I reached to my head, and ran
my fingers through my shoulder length hair. My scalp tingled as I pulled on
the hair.
I stood up and reached between my legs. I smiled as I felt a moist slit. I
pushed two fingers into it, and waves of pleasure swept over me. Enough for
now, I would have lots of time to enjoy it.
I walked to the dresser, and looked at the clothing there. First I picked
up the lacy silken panties. They felt so soft as I pulled them tightly over
my new wide hips. Next I put on the panty hose, and smiled at the feeling
as I ran my hand up my slim legs. I picked up the lacy bra, and hooked it
around my chest. The feeling that it gave my nipples was tremendous, and I
could feel the bra straps pulling down as I settled my ample breasts into
the D cups.
I looked into the mirror, and used the cosmetics on the dresser until I was
satisfied with my makeup. I put on a little lipstick, and brushed my hair.
Then I picked up a sheer, lacy half slip. It slid easily over my hose, and
rustled as I moved around. I walked to the closet, and reached for the silk
blouse. It fit tightly across my breasts as I buttoned it, and the open
neck showed a lot of my wonderful cleavage. Next, I found the woolen skirt.
It rubbed against my hose as I pulled it on, and it felt tight around my
hips. I loved the feel of a tight skirt as I walked around the room. I
picked up the suit jacket and put it on. Then I found my high heeded shoes
near the dresser. Their 5 inch heels giving my legs a much nicer shape. I
looked into the mirror and smiled.
The door opened, and the doctor walked in.
"How do you feel?" he asked.
"Great", I answered. "Our experiments have all improved the therapies. Now
I have accomplished my greatest dream since the beginning of the resort. I
am really the woman in the videos."
The doctor walked up to me and kissed me. I returned the kiss passionately,
and we walked out of the room, hand in hand.
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