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   The Vulvoid Transform - Part 3 By Lisa James

   The young man lay on the floor, trembling with shock and fear at what he
knew was about to happen to him.  The panties he now wore were engorging
between his legs as their living form drew fluids from his own body to
prepare for their adaptation of their new host into a girl.  The gusset
quivered as it grew in size and I could see the panty edges were digging
into his skin, their elastic appearance belying the fact that they were
more like claws with tubes to exchange fluids with the host.  I glanced
between my own legs to see the female mound that I now had - remembering
the moment my vulvoid panties had been put on me - remembering the feeling
of constriction in my former balls and cock as my panties also engorged.

   How I hated being a girl - how I hated being a host to those foul
vulvoid panties.  I was trapped in a girls body now, a slave to the whims
of my intelligent breasts and the living panties that changed me so
utterly. My cunt was still sore from giving birth, my labia lips still
smarting from being stretched as they were, my vagina still sore from the
birthing of the vulvoid panties that the young man before me now had on.

   The bulge in victims panties was growing very pronounced, beginning to
appear larger than the bulk of the young mans dick and balls.  The panties
were stretched by the young mans erect penis and the distended gusset - yet
the panty claw edges kept the panties firmly in place.  Periodically the
engorged panty gusset would exchange the quivering for a more pronounced
throb, as if they were flexing their muscles for the coming effort.  I
clearly remembered my own panties throbbing pulsations as their gusset
began pumping their foul contents into my body.  I remembered the shock of
the first contraction that pushed so much fluid down my penis shaft, and
the following onslought as they began to beat like some hideous sexual
heart between my legs.  Each beat changing my body more, until my poor
penis was gone - replaced by the cunt I could feel and see between my legs.

   The young man was crying and whimpering like a frightened animal, unable
to move becuase of the paralysing substance my breasts had squirted on him
earlier.  His panicked eyes kept flicking between me, my breasts, my cunt
and the panties between his own legs.  I was still in shock at being raped
and being made to give birth - I felt sorry for the young man, but had no
energy to try to counsel him.  What could I say anyway?  Nothing I could
say would help him cope with his violent change of sex.  Nothing could help
him deal with growing intelligent breasts or the sense of loss as his penis
and balls shrank to nothing between his legs.  Nothing could prepare him
for the shock and horror of a cunt forming in the flat void left by his
absorbed penis.  Nothing could prepare him for the sensation of a vulva and
the knowledge that this mouth between his legs was there to service the
needs of the very panties he now wore.

   The young man suddenly spasmd and grunted, I looked at him and saw the
panties were now much less engorged, obviously they had pumped their first
load of body conversion virus into this young man.  His eyes were watering
and I could feel his agony as I remembered the first throb of my own
panties.  The sensation of my penis shaft being ruptured and numbed by the
sheer force of the injection of panty fluid.  The panties were engorging
again and had soon contracted again - the young man jerking in reaction. 
He gave a faint scream as the panties engorged again and pumped again. 
Watching the between his legs I could see a sight that few would believe -
living panties on a host whom they were changing into a girl.  It was a
bizarre and shocking sight, girls panties on a boy that were beating like
some alien heart organ.  Each time they engorged it overshadowed the bulge
caused by his penis and balls.  Each time they contracted they pumped fluid
into his body, but they also graphically showed the penis and balls trapped
within.

   Seeing the young mans penis shape in the deflated panty fabric reminded
me again of my own genitals.  I grabbed my mound in my hand - feeling
flatness where before I had a cock.  Feeling the lips of my vulva and
running my finger in horror along my slit from my front to my back.  'I
hate this fucking body!' I screamed.  'I hate being a girl!  -
Oooohhhhhhhhhhh!!!!'.  Seeing me in distress feeling my vulva made the poor
young man even more frantic.  He was hyperventialting now, each throb of
the panties had him gaspng and softly moaning.  His panties were now
throbbing regularly and strongly between his legs, and we could hear a wet
kind of sucking noise each time they pulsated.  I began crying again when
my nipples stirred again and I felt that electric sensation that preceeded
breast brain control.

   Robotically my head swung in the direction of the panties that I had
thrown to the floor before giving birth.  They were lying about ten feet
from me, looking just like any discarded pair of light blue girls
underpants - except this pair was alive.  This pair had a gusset that was
slowly and faintly expanding and contracting as if they were slowly
breathing.  This pair had turned me into a girl, and only an hour ago this
pair had raped me and used my new sex to birth another just like them.

   My body stood up and walked over to the lying panties.  Despite a
frantic effort to regain control of my body, I was forced to pick them up
and pull them on.  Thinking about what these things had done to me I began
to cry.  My hands pulled them up my legs and I watched the respirating
gusset as it drew closer to my girlhood.  I loathed them and their touch
and I knew that they wanted me to pleasure my foul sex organ again so they
could feed.  As they came to rest upon my crotch I heard a louder scream
from the young man who managed to regain enough control to speak...  'Help
meeeeeee!  Ohhhhhhhh god I cant believe this is happening!  Pleeeeease god
noooooo!!!!  Help meeeeeee!  Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!  I dont want to be a
girllllllll!!!!!!!' he raged, imploring me with his eyes.

   I stared at the throbbing panties between his legs and could see already
a difference.  His erection had gone and his penis and balls were obviously
smaller.  I wanted to run to him and pull the foul panties from his body -
but my body had other ideas.  One hand grabbed a breast and the other
grabbed and began massaging my cunt.  The man began gasping and stared at
his chest.  'Ohhhh god somethings happening - my nipples feel wrong. 
Ohhhhhhhh no please no!!!!!!!' he screamed as his man nipples suddenly
began to grow into the larger girls equivalent.  His hands regained control
and he grabbed his chest, one hand over each nipple and screeched as his
hands filled with the very same thing that I now had to endure - breasts.
'Ohhhhh god no please not this - noooooooooo!!!!  not breasts - no please
they are so big!!!!!  help, please help meeeeeeeee!!!! 
Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!' he screamed again.  It took no more than 2 minutes
for him to grow perfect grapefruit sized breasts which he held in his
trebling hands.  As I had also done, his hands now moved desperately to his
panties and he stood - legs agape and desperately clawed at their edges
trying to remove them.

   The panties were holding on tight and although he almost tore his own
skin trying to remove them, they held on tight.  I watched between his legs
at the pulsating panties and noted how much smaller his penis and balls
were now - they must have been half the size they were before.  He began to
move towards me, menace in his eyes when he started to shake and convulse.
I knew the reason - his breast brains were wiring into hsi nervous system.
He stopped and began to scream and cry at the same time 'Ohhh god, I am
losing control!  I cant get these panties offf!!!!  Nooooo!  Please no.  I
dont want to have a cunt!  I dont want to be a girl!  I cant bear it! 
Please nooooo!!!' he sobbed hysterically while his body was forced to lie
down again on the floor.

   Strangely watching this young man become a girl was making me wet.  My
hand resumed massaging my cunt and I pumped my mound into my hand with
greater and greater force.  My cunt lips slid from side to side against my
panties and my rubbing hand pushed the panties into my slit and against my
clitoras.  I began moaning - deep rythmic moans that somehow seemed to
track the moans from the young man on the floor.  Each time his panties
pumped, my hand squeezed my vulva.  In my mind I was reliving the horror of
my own sex change as I watched his sex change.  He screamed again and half
way through the scream his voice jumped an octave or two.  The last half of
the scream sounded 100% girl and that made him scream all the more.

   Moments later the hysterical young man thrust his hips into the air and
screamed again as his hips flared and widened.  We both heard the popping
sound of bone remaking itself and we both looked in awe and shock between
his legs afterwoods to see how little remained of his manhood now.  His
penis was no more than 2cm long and his balls were now a smooth, flat and
fleshy bump that I knew would soon begin to split as his labia formed.  My
own cunt was thoroughly wet and so very aroused.  If it had not been for
the sheer fact that I hated the feeling and thought of being a girl, I
would have been savouring the rising sexual heat.  Again the young man
screamed as the pace of the panties throbbing increased and the change
towards girlhood accellerated.  He was staring in slack jawed disbelief
between his legs at the flatness that was now so evident.  We both watched,
crying, while his pathetically small penis disappeared altogether under the
ruthless efforts of his enslaving vulvoid panties.

   'I'm a girl!!!!!' he screamed.  Yet I knew better.  I remembered the
same helpless feeling when I thought I had become a girl.  But as I found
out, having no penis or balls and having a cunt are really very different.
Right now I would have done anything to just get back to the position where
I simply had no dick.  A cunt was an entirely different, completely
invasive and utterly different state of affairs.

   My massaging of my cunt was sending spasms through my body and I
suddenly began to come, shuddering as I felt my vagina convulse in a
swallowing action deep inside me and I felt a new release of vaginal
lubricant.  My panties writhed as they fed on my foul body excretions.  'No
your not!' I screamed back as I thrust my still throbbing cunt in his
direction.  'You dont have a cunt yet!  Its so much worse than just losing
your dick!!!' I screamed again, sitting on the floor now in front of him
and watching his throbbing panties and the shape of his crotch beneath.  He
was crying uncontrollably - screaming out obscenities as the panties moved
into their terminal phase.

   I the flatness of his crotch, revealed when the pulsating gusset of his
panties deflated, I could start to see a change.  I could see the small
mound of his un-parted labia, and near his arse I could see a small indent
where it had started to split into the two halves of a vulva mouth.  It was
horrific and fascinating to watch this poor man as he writhed on the floor.
His breasts wobbled each time he moved and the panties continued their
onslaught.  'Oh god Im splitting open!!!!  AAaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!' he
screamed over and over.

   Each time the panties deflated I saw the notch near his arse get longer.
Over the period of a few minutes it began to dominate the small mound,
growing longer and longer until it reached the space where his poor penis
used to be.  When the panties deflated now they sucked themselves into the
crack and it was completely female to look at.  Except for the fact that I
knew he did not yet have a vagina, I would have assumed this person was now
a girl.  But the young man-girl must have read my thoughts becuase he
suddenly grew wide eyed and shrieked as he had never done before, bucking
his-her hips off the ground and pumping his panty covered mound in the air.
I knew in my heart that he was experiencing that most horrific sensation
imaginable - a vagina forming between his girls lips.  He was experiencing
the formation of an intensely violating hole as his reforming body grew an
internal organ that connected his flat girls mouth with his girl-only
internal organs.

   Covered in sweat and with tears streaming from her face, the former
young man endured one more affront - the growth of his clitoras.  Her
screaming became a rythmic, almost sexual chant as the clitoras suddenly
enfused his new cunt with a most alien form of arousal.  His clitoras
swelled and his vagina began to get wet for the first time.  As the panties
slowed he was permitted to touch his new sex, and he did so with a howl of
disbelief and horror.  'Im a girl Im a girl - oh god nooo!!!!  Im actually
a girl!!!!  You fucking bitch - Ive got a cunt!!!  Im touching my own
fucking cunt!!!  I cant bear it - its so flat, so invasive!!!  Ive got a
vagina for god sake!!!  Noooooooooooo!!!!' she screamed whilst she
frantically felt her vulva for the first time through her vulvoid panties.

   I remembered the first time I touched my own cunt.  The unimaginable
sense of loss and the sense of violation simply cant be conveyed to anybody
who has not been turned into a vulvoid girl.  The former boy's hand was
shaking whilst it felt the void between her legs, running up and down the
length of her vulva slit through the panty fabric.  "Where is my penis!  Oh
god no!  my balls!  gone....  they're gone!!!  Oh god please dont let this
be my body!  I cant be a girl!  I can be!  Nooooooooo" she screamed

   Her trembling hand roamed up onto her stomach, feeling the gentle curve
of her new body from her arse to her navel.  At that moment I could see the
panties release their claw like grip on her skin and the girl shuddered at
the sensation.  She quickly slipped her hand under her panties and felt her
cunt directly.  Again she screamed.  She pulled her hand out as if she had
touched something hot and then thrust her hips forward and puled the
panties from her body, throwing them several feet away and then slowly
shifting her gaze back between her legs.  What she saw was a bald vulva. 
She had the body of a teenage temptress, with full perky breasts and the
tightest most curvaceous of vulvas.  Disbelief was painted across her face,
and again her hand went for her pubic mound.  She spread her legs and
suddenly screamed when her vulva lips parted.  She stared down at her
breasts and again cupped her cunt in her hand.  Her hand moved inside her
slit, from her clitoras to the entrance to her vagina where she pushed a
finger inside her vagina for the first time.  "AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!  VAGINA!!!!!
AAAAAHHHHH!!!!" she screamed then suddered and gasped and then, in shock,
passed out.

   I could hardly believe that I was responsible for this poor young man
being turned into a girl - yet I was.  The shock of his violent and
merciless transformation was only beginning to claw into my psyche.  Laying
on the floor was a nude girl with perfect ripe breasts and a bald cunt -
who only an hour before had been a healthy young man.  Strange thoughts
began running through my mind.  I thought of Buffy the Vampire slayer and
he battle with the Hell Mouth.  In my mind however the hell mouth was
between my own legs.  My girls mouth that had just taken its first victim
like some sick sexual vampire.  While my thoughts turned again to this
visualisation of my very cunt as a source of evil - I heard the door open
and watched as the doctor and the general walked in.

   "Most Impressive" the general said to me whilst surveying my body and
the unconcious form of the new girl on the floor.

   "I hate you!!!" I screamed at him and the doctor.  "You dont have the
right!  You dont have the right!  I've been raped!  Oh god...  My body...
my body....  You cant imagine how it feels to be raped!!!!  and give
birth!!!  To have some fucking thing push out of your body...  Ohhhhh!!!!!
I hate having a cunt!!!  Please............  help me!!!" I continued whilst
sobbing again.

   The men just looked impassively and said "pull youself together - you're
going back to your room, you have earned a rest!" They then walked ot the
unconcious girl and the doctor waved smelling salts under her nose and she
woke up.  She looked startled, looked down at her breasts and he bald cunt
and began to cry again.  "Stand up, pull your panties on and come with us -
silence please!" they said to her.  Her body like mine shuddered as her
breast brains began to take control.  She stood up like some glsasy eyed
robot.  Robotically she pulled her panties on and I could see the faintest
hint of revulsion ripple through her controlled body when the panties
cupped her new vulva.  Her grapefruit sized breasts stood proud of her
chest and her nipples stood firmly errect.  Her breasts swayed and jiggled
as she began to walk from the room, facing straight ahead and under
complete control from her mamobellums.  We all walked through the doctors
office and I saw the two thugs who had initially brought me to Genetech
standing to sone side looking all over the body of the new girl.  You could
see the look of lust on their faces as they stared openly at her largish
breasts and very flat and curvaceous vulva.  Despite her robot like control
and glassy eyes, I could see the hint of a tear forming in her eyes as she
stood awaiting further instruction.

   Standing under breast control like the new girl, I nonetheless managed
to grab and feel my hell mouth through the panty fabric - recalling the
first physical sensations of my cunt that this poor new girl was
undoubtedly experienceing right now.  My cunt felt so flat and empty, yet
the slit felt so long and invasive.  Like the girl before me I also began
to quietly cry tears of hate, frustration and deep loss.

   "Would you like to see our new girl's equipment?" said the doctor

   "Its just amazing!" The general said "I can hardly belive this girl was
male an hour ago - just look at her!  yes please show me what those panties
have done to this subjects genitals" he continued

   "show us your vulva now please" the doctor said to the new girl.  The
new girl was subtly shaking, yet was forced to comply - sliding the panties
down to her knees and sitting up on one of the doctors beds with her legs
spread.  She quietly gasped as her cunt lips pulled apart as she spread her
legs and just sat like some sad sexual robot as the men crowded round her
staring at and commenting on her girlhood.

   "Perfect!  What an amazing cunt she now has!" the general said.  "And
you're convinced this subject is now completely under control?" he
continued with his eyes now sliding from her bald cunt up her belly and
onto her ripe mammobellum breasts.

   "Yes" said the doctor "She is now completely and utterly under the
control of her breast brains.  From now on she will be forced to masturbate
anything from 2 to 4 times a day to feed her symbiotic panties and of
course her breasts will drive her imperative to find other panty hosts.  In
fact she is so under control that I am going to send her and this other
girl to school tomorrow"

   "what!" said the general, startled

   "yes.  I want to prove my point about the level of control so tomorrow
these two will join my other girls and go to the local school.  Can you
imagine the horror and frustration of the host - stuck in a girls body and
now forced to wear a little school dress and act the school girl.  They
will be in an environment with normal girls, boys, adults - desperate to
tell their tale, to get help.  Yet they wont!  They will act sociable yet
shy, flash their panties at the boys and basically look like any other
schoolgirl their age."

   "But what if they loose control?  If they alert the world to our
operation here?" saif the general

   "They wont!  You lack faith general!  In fact the first lesson tomorrow
is personal education if I am not mistaken!  These girls can learn with the
class all about the bodies that they now inhabit!  It will be very
interesting to see how they react to that!"

   To be continued....

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