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De Plane, Boss, De Plane 1/4 [TG, femdom]
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
PROLOGUE
Ever since the Fantasy Island series began, I have had a desire to
create such an environment for kinky sexual fantasies, but my whole
working
life was spent as a research chemist for a pharmaceutical company, which
was a quiet sort of life. It was not until I married a rich heiress, who
subsequently died, that I could retire and fulfill my dreams.
My wife had owned a very large plantation in Georgia, with 3000
surrounding acres. While some of the land was cultivated, over 2000 acres
was wilderness, with a large river , and the fringe of a low mountain
range
within its boundaries. I used some of the inheritance to create a small
resort town with houses, a recreation area, and a few "stores". This was
situated in the middle of the unimproved area, and was almost
inaccessible,
except with 4 wheel drive vehicles.
The key staff members were difficult to find, but I eventually located
appropriate people, and they settled in the "town". The first staffer was
a physician who was being sued for malpractice by 10 previous patients.
He
was a surgeon, with a willingness to experiment, and a series of failures
he wanted to put behind himself. I helped by letting him "disappear".
My second staffer was a psychiatrist / hypnotist from a private
sanitarium that specialized in behavior modification. She had become
addicted to some of the tranquilizers she prescribed, and I promised an
ongoing supply.
A third staffer set up a general store and drug store in my town. He
was a pharmacist in Georgia who also had become addicted to some of his
products, and could use them freely in my new environment.
The remaining "townspeople" included many similar "outcasts from
society" who could count on an uninterrupted lifestyle in exchange for
their experience. They included the resort secretary, Leola, an ex
prostitute; our client driver, Marion, who starred in many porno flicks;
Sheryl, the beautician, and another prostitute; and others including more
prostitutes and porno flick stars, gays, a bouncer, a corrupt private
investigator, and selected others. The only thing that we lacked from the
TV show was the midget to announce:
De plane, Boss, de plane.
With these helpers, I was ready to start my enterprise!
My plans were predicated on two principals. The first was that my
customers would not consider cost to be a problem. We would charge at
least
$20,000 a week for use of our facilities. The second principal was that
their desires would be so bizarre that we could "hook" them on some basis,
and continue to blackmail them after they left. We felt that most of our
clients' wants were stronger, and more bizarre, that they actually stated,
so we went much further that asked in all cases, and that provided much
good "evidence" for further "persuasion".
While the startup was slow, my principals proved to be true, and we
were
soon generating a lot of money from the "experiences" we created. On the
average, we had 15 very wealthy clients at our resort at any time. We
experimented with many treatments and therapies on these clients in an
effort to develop effective methods of quickly transforming them for their
fantasies. A great deal of the success was due to a hypnotic "debriefing"
that was done to each "client" to see what had worked most effectively.
These first-person descriptions, annotated with the physician's and the
psychiatrist's comments, are what follows.
CASE : TV00767
SUBJECT : Albert Adams
NET WORTH : About
$93,000,000.
HIS FANTASY : Wanted to be a male movie star and sex symbol.
SITUATION : Meek, lacked confidence, fine features.
PLANNED : Let him see, from a feminine perspective, how others did it.
DISPOSITION : To be determined by results.
ARRANGEMENTS: $10,000 conversion, $20,000 per week, $1,000,000
cancellation, $5,000 Maintenance.
COMMENTARY : Simple transformation with hypnosis, injections, and a
disguise.
Let him be a woman for a while so that he could see how other men acted
toward women.
CLIENT DEBRIEFING TRANSCRIPT: I was afraid as I left the airplane at
Atlanta. The huge airport and the uncertainties about my upcoming fantasy
left me scared. I was further disturbed by the beautiful woman who met me
at the gate and introduced herself as Marion. She knew me without my
saying
anything, and she immediately took my luggage, and led me to a large
Blazer
truck. We drove for over 2 hours, and the countryside became more and
more
rural. Finally, we turned off of the interstate, and followed a secondary
road for a while, then turned onto a small, gravel road that traveled
through a lane of trees to a large southern plantation house. At the
house, I was greeted by another beautiful woman, who took my luggage, and
ushered me into the office.
I had waited this trip for so long, that I could hardly wait to begin.
The wait in the office not only increased my fears about what might
follow,
but it also heightened my desires to start. In the office, a secretary
met
me, gave me a cup of coffee, and gave me the standard "Experience
Contract"
to review. It was a massive legal document, which I could not understand,
I was afraid to admit that I could not understand it so I signed it so
that
we could get started.
I left the office, and was taken to a nearby office for my entrance
interview. There, I was met by an attractive woman, in a white doctor's
coat, who tried to make me comfortable, and then spent an hour discussing
my needs. I told her that I was basically shy, and withdrawn, and had
never seriously dated girls because of my lack of confidence. She asked
me
a number of questions about weather I felt comfortable around women and
men, and if I had ever had sex with anyone. She asked some strange
questions about my relationships with other men, and if I had ever worn
women's clothing. I had not, but the whole area made me uncomfortable to
discuss. I gradually became drowsy, and then lost consciousness.
MEDICAL NOTES: Partial Realism conversion. 8 days sedated in clinic
for
transformation.
No nutrition, estimate 15 pound weight loss in 8 days. Goal is 115
pounds weight, and 24 inch waist.
Disguise is standard vaginal substitute, application is Dermadhesive
surgical adhesive. Sensations enhanced via Hormone Z.
Medications: Sedative including enzymes to increase subliminal
receptivity. Female Hormone Z, including accelerators, to obtain a 5 day
transition to full effect. Eroycin aphrodisiac on day 7 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 retard further
growth of same. Lipoattractors injected in breasts, hips, and lips to
enlarge to following specifications:
Breasts: 36C Hips: 36 inches Lips: pouting.
PSYCHIATRIC NOTES: A very effeminate patient. Slim, with delicate
features. No past crossdressing. No homosexual tendencies. Therapy will
continue subliminal tapes to train in feminine behavior and
submissiveness.
CLIENT DEBRIEFING TRANSCRIPT (cont.): While asleep, I had vague
memories
of lying on a bed while the doctor talked to me. I also remembered
hearing
tape recordings repeatedly.
I awoke in an unfamiliar white room. I was in a hospital bed, with
nothing else in the room. My head hurt, and I felt hungry and afraid. As
I moved, something felt strange about me. I sat up slowly, and felt
strange sensations in my hips and chest. I looked down, and saw a white
gown over me. I stood up, and walked to the bathroom. On the way, I
passed a mirror, and was shocked at what I saw. There was a woman in the
room. I looked again, and the woman moved as I did!
I reached up to my head, and felt long hair over my shoulders! I then
touched my chest, and I felt large breasts. They were real, I could feel
my hands as they touched them. What had happened I wondered. I had hoped
to become a "stud", not a "fillie", this was not what I had wanted.
My reflexes took over, and I reached to my crotch, and felt nothing! I
lifted the gown, and felt again. The sensation was strange. I felt
female
genitals, but they felt artificial. I could feel my hand through the
device, and my touch aroused my prick. That gave me a very cramped
sensation as It tried to enlarge, but could not in the new device. I felt
for a method of attachment, and could find none. There must have been
some
sort of adhesive holding it on.
As I got to the bathroom, I removed the gown, and looked again in the
mirror. An attractive long haired brunette looked back. She had my face,
but had the curves of a woman. Her breasts stuck out proudly, and her
hips
were round and plump. There was no body hair except a triangle between
my
legs that covered what looked to be a normal female vagina. I could not
understand what had happened, but I was afraid to question the events.
MEDICAL NOTES: Blood work shows very high female hormonal levels.
Lipoattractors, and hormones have exceeded desired effect (38C chest).
Disguise is firmly attached. Skin and hair changes normal.
PSYCHIATRIC NOTES: Normal surprised response upon awakening. Must
test
effect of hypnotic suggestions for femininity, and submissiveness, and the
effect of the massive female hormone injections and aphrodisiac.
CLIENT DEBRIEFING TRANSCRIPT(cont.): Suddenly, a nurse walked into the
bathroom and said, "Are you ready for your medication Ms. Adams?"
I was surprised, and looked around suddenly. The motion created a new
sensation for me, the jiggling of my new breasts as I moved about, and a
pleasant sensation as the gown rubbed against my nipples.
"What happened to me?" I asked.
"Nothing serious", she responded. "You were in a coma from the
accident."
"What accident?"
"The automobile accident in Town, Ms. Adams. It knocked you out for a
day. I hope that you feel better now."
"Who am I? What happened to me?" I replied.
"You had better speak to the Doctor privately", she responded. "You
can
leave as soon as you take these antibiotics. You need to take 4 a day
until they run out to prevent pneumonia from the gasoline fumes of the
accident."
I was baffled. I felt submissive in her presence and did not question
her further. I had no response other than to obey as she left the
medication on the table and left.
I walked back into the room, and saw a pile of clothing on the chair.
There was no closet, so I had no options, and I looked through the
clothes.
They were a woman's clothing, instead of my own, but I felt compelled to
put them on. I had no idea initially how to put them on, but I began with
the silken panties. They slid over my hairless legs with a delightfully
smooth sensation, and I became aroused within the crotch device. I next
found a bra, and had some trouble putting it on until I discovered that I
should hook it in front, and then slide it around until I could put my
arms
into it. It felt tight, and I felt it pull against my shoulders as I
settled my new breasts into it carefully. Next, I found a pair of panty
hose. Again, I had to figure out how to get them on, which I did after
some
experimentation. They also excited me as I felt my legs through them.
I looked at the dress, and wondered what I was getting into. I picked
it up, and it looked very small. It was a one piece knit dress in bright
red. I stepped into it, and it clung tightly to my new curves as I pulled
it over my legs. I put my arms into the short sleeves, and wiggled it to
my
shoulders. It fit very tightly, and took some movement to get it settled
on my new body. The sleeves seemed most comfortable worn off my
shoulders,
and a look in the mirror revealed a tight dress, with a hem-line about
mid-
thigh, and a low-cut front that revealed most of my new breasts. I did
not
know what to make of it!
A brief look revealed shoes and a slip still on the table. I pulled the
slip over my legs, with another pleasurable feeling, but had considerable
difficulty getting it under the tight dress. I worked for some time, and
finally succeeded. Finally I picked up the shoes, and realized that they
had very high heels. I put them on hesitantly because I had nothing else
to put on my feet. The first leg seemed easy, except for the squeezing in
my toes. The second one was very hard to put on while standing. I could
not balance on the first high heel, so I had to sit down to put on the
second shoe. I stood up, and practically fell down again. They were very
difficult to stand in, but I had no alternative. I needed some clothes to
get out.
During the whole time, I became increasingly aware of the new
sensations
of my new body. The smooth feeling of the slip over the panty hose, the
brush of my long hair on my exposed back, the sensation of my arms
brushing
my new breasts as I moved, the plump feel of my ass as I sat, and the
constant giggling of my breasts as I moved about.
Again, I was startled as another woman walked into the room. It was the
Psychiatrist that I had met as I entered.
"Hello Ms. Adams. How do you feel today.
"What is going on?" I responded. "I thought that I had asked to become
a male movie sex symbol for a while."
"You are a sex symbol." She replied. "Just enjoy it. We believe that
the best way for you to become more comfortable around women, is to live
as
one for a while so that you learn what they encounter during their life.
You will also have an opportunity to see how men act around women so that
you can learn how to act yourself. You will receive more explicit
instructions when you get to your room at the resort.
I did not know what to do. I felt submissive again in her presence and
did not object.
"Come with me." she commanded, and we left the room.
We walked down a short corridor, with me constantly having difficulty
in
the new shoes.
"It will just take some practice." she remarked.
At the end of the hall, she turned down some stairs and out onto
another
floor. We walked through a large door, and into a dark garage where we
climbed into a jeep which she started and drove out a large door.
We were suddenly in the middle of a forest, as though there had never
been a building. "Hold on." she counseled as we bounced down a dirt road.
About 30 minutes later, the forest cleared and I saw buildings among
the
trees. We continued and the forest opened onto a small resort community,
with a few buildings and stores. We continued to a structure that looked
like an old hotel, and she stopped the jeep. "Here is your home for a
while", she said as we walked into the building.
Inside, it looked like a large house, with a small desk on one side,
and
a staircase running up the wall of the hall. We climbed the stairs, and
she
produced a key from her pocket. "This is your room." she said as she gave
me the keys. "You will find detailed instructions inside."
I took the keys. "Thanks" I said hesitantly, as I unlocked the room
and
entered uncertainly.
PSYCHIATRIC NOTES: Still in shock from first surprise. Submissive
hypnotic suggestions seem strong. No resistance so far. Hormones should
take effect shortly.
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