From: adietrech@aol.com (A Dietrech)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Story: De Plane, Boss, De Plane 1/4 TG, femdom
Date: 31 Dec 1994 09:24:17 -0500
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.
From: adietrech@aol.com (A Dietrech)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Story: De Plane, Boss, De Plane 2/4 TG, femdom
Date: 31 Dec 1994 09:25:15 -0500
CLIENT DEBRIEFING TRANSCRIPT (cont.): The room was a large, bright
studio apartment, with a living/dining area, kitchen, and sleeping area.
It was tastefully furnished in pastel pinks, and white. The windows
opened
to a fine view of a distant mountain, with a river winding past its base.
I walked slowly around the apartment, still unsure of myself on the
heels. A detailed look around found a well stocked refrigerator, a VCR,
and a dresser and closet full of delicate woman's clothing. On top of the
VCR was a tape marked "PLAY THIS", so I did.
The video opened with an attractive woman sitting behind a desk that
looked like one I had seen as I first arrived. The credits read:
ALBERTA ADAMS FANTASY
"Hello Alberta" began the tape. "Welcome to your fantasy. I am sure
that
you are confused, so I will give you some details. You have signed up for
a full experience, including medical support, and what we call "partial
realism". That means that all changes are temporary, and the experience
can be stopped at your discretion. You had originally requested that you
become a male movie star and sex symbol. As we reviewed the findings of
our entrance interview, Dr. Hart determined that you really desired to
know how a woman felt when she was with you. The only way to provide you
with that information is for you to become a woman first. Then you can
see
how other men act around women. Your outward appearance is that of a very
attractive woman. We have augmented your breasts and hips, and used
dieting to reduce your waist. We have also attached a device to disguise
your male genitals. This device will permit you to urinate sitting down,
and will allow entry of a penis to its full length. When that happens, it
will rub against yours so that you will climax during the encounter."
There was a pause in the tape, as she reached for a stack of papers.
"Your "Experience Contract" states that you will faithfully follow our
orders regarding these experiences. As a guarantee of that, we have
created certain tapes of you over the last week. They show you being
transformed into a woman in our clinic."
The tape switched to a series of clips of me walking into the office
initially, and then in various stages on transformation. It ended with a
full frontal shot, probably through a 2 way mirror, of me in the hospital
room.
"These pictures document your time here", she said. "Should you decide
not to follow our orders, we will see that these clips are distributed
widely throughout your company and your hometown. In addition, the
contract
allows us to charge our fees directly against your bank accounts as long
as
you are here."
I was trapped!
"Your experience is now beginning. I have included a number of video
tapes in this collection that show you how to apply make-up, and how to
dress and act. You have until 9:00 AM tomorrow to review them, and to
learn all that you can. At that point, the fantasy starts and you will be
on your own. I will not tell you anything about what we have planned for
you, but I am sure that you will find it interesting, and pleasurable in
the end."
The tape stopped, and I was left on my own. I took out the tapes that
she had mentioned, and began to practice for the next day.
Late that night, I finally went into the bathroom to get ready to
sleep.
The videos had helped me with fixing my long hair, putting on make-up,
coordination my clothes, feminine gestures, and walking. It had been a
long, tiring evening. I took off my clothes, and felt the pleasurable
sensations of the long hair on my back. I still was not used to the
feelings in my chest as my new breasts moved while I walked. A quick
shower revealed nothing that I did not already know, except that getting
long hair dry took a while.
I felt funny being nude, so I walked quickly to the dressing area, and
looked into the dresser. I saw nothing but regular clothing, even though
there was a lot of it. In the closet, I saw a sheer nightgown hanging
from
the back of the door. I put it on, and loved the smooth feeling of it on
my legs, and felt it rub my exposed nipples. It had short sleeves, and
extended to my ankles. As I walked, I felt it rubbing against my legs,
and
again became aroused. I turned off the room lights, and got into bed,
uncertain as to what might happen, but aroused by the new sensations that
I
felt.
PSYCHIATRIC NOTES: Reactions normal so far. Hormone effect not
evident.
Will inject more while asleep. Tomorrow will test submissive training.
CLIENT DEBRIEFING TRANSCRIPT (cont.) The alarm went off, and I rolled
over to shut it off. I immediately noticed the sensations of my breasts
moving as I moved, they seemed even larger, and I felt the new sensation
of
laying on them as I reached for the clock. My hair fell all over my head,
and I felt faint waves of pleasure going over me. Thinking back to the
first video, I put my fingers into my false vagina, and I felt them rub
against my dick. I became more and more aroused by the combination of the
new sensations in my body, and my manipulation of my new genitals.
I got up and took another shower. Something inside me wanted to be
beautiful, so I began the cosmetic procedures I had learned the night
before. I powdered my whole body, and put on panties, bra, and slip.
Then
I sat down and applied eye shadow, mascara, blusher to my cheeks, and very
red lipstick. Looking in the mirror, I realized that my hair was messed
from sleeping, so I combed it carefully. As I performed these steps, I
noticed that I felt a real need to do them. It was as though I was trying
to look my best. This was strange because I did not know what was in store
for me. I only felt that I must be attractive and alluring.
A small envelope was on the floor under the door jamb, and I picked it
up to read it.
"Welcome to our resort. I hope that your stay is pleasant. There
is a complimentary breakfast each morning from 8:00AM to 9:30AM, but you
will have to provide your own lunch and dinner. The attached credit card
can be used for all purchases within the resort complex. The attached map
shows the location of the various stores and facilities within the
complex.
If you have any questions, please call the front desk."
Attached was an envelope that contained a plastic card with the name
Alberta Adams impressed on it, and a colored map of the area. It
indicated
the various stores including a dress shop, a beautician, a general store,
and the hotel. It also showed the pool, health spa, golf course, lake
with
beaches, marina, and various hiking trails in the surrounding forests.
My clock indicated that it was 8:45, so I checked to see what clothing
I
could find. The closet included a wide variety of items that seemed to
range from very revealing tight dresses, like the one I first put on, to
very plain cotton dresses and slacks. There were lots of different shoes,
and a dresser full of panties, slips, bras, a purse, and other items.
At first, I was overwhelmed, but I remembered the comments from the
videos, so I found a skirt and sweater combination that looked attractive,
and some underwear. Again, I became aroused as I put on the silken
panties, the panty hose, and the slip. The bra felt tight, but it also
stopped the constant movement of my large breasts. I pulled on the sweater
and skirt, put on low heeled shoes (much more comfortable), and looked at
myself in the mirror.
The attractive woman looking back seemed more alluring that I had hoped
to be. The skirt hem was just above my knees, and the sweater seemed
tight, emphasizing my new breasts. The cosmetics finished the impression
of
a younger woman about to go shopping. This was the first real occasion I
had to reflect upon the events so far. I felt excited about a new life,
and
I felt happy with my good looks. That gave me renewed confidence to
continue. Some of my other feelings were entirely new. I felt a need to
be
beautiful, a need to follow orders, and a desire to be with men.
With considerable trepidation, I took my room key and purse and walked
out of the room. On the first floor, I found the dining area, and a
striking blond met me at the door.
"Good morning Ms. Adams, let me seat you"
Somewhat shocked, I replied "Good morning".
She led me to a small booth along the windows, gave me a menu, and left
quickly. I looked around the room, and saw mostly single men and women
like myself sitting at small tables. There were occasional couples
throughout the room, but they were a small percentage of the about 20
people in the room.
A waitress appeared quickly, and I ordered a small breakfast. I was
surprised that I did not want much to eat. The food arrived quickly, and I
was finished within 30 minutes.
After breakfast, I left the hotel, and walked around the resort. It
contained scattered people who seemed to work for the resort, and a number
of other guests.
As I walked, I met and talked with many of the other clients of the
resort. They all seemed to be enjoying their stay as I was. I was
surprised how easily I fit into the resort, and how quickly I met new
people.
At lunch, I returned to the hotel for lunch, and then decided to enjoy
the pool. I went to my room, and undressed. As I did, I was amazed at
how
beautiful I really was. I had long, blond hair, large, firm breasts, a
flat stomach, and wide hips. My face was attractive, with large pouting
lips, and fine features. My legs were shapely and smooth, and I had a
small triangle of hair between my legs. All in all, I was a very
attractive
woman. The transformation was incredible.
I looked in the dresser, and found some bathing suits. I tried three
of
them, and something drove me to choose the yellow, string bikini. It
seemed to be way too small to cover me, but I tried it, and it just fit.
The tight side strings hugged my hips, and the small bra just covered my
nipples. It tried it strapless, but soon realized that it would never
hold
my large breasts, so I reluctantly tied it behind my neck. I finished the
outfit with a sheer robe in the closet, and I left to go to the pool.
At the pool, I found a lounge chair, and lay down on it. I loved the
sensation of warmth from the sun over my entire body. I dozed off for a
bit, but then awoke and turned onto my back.
As I lay there, I looked down and saw the large mounds jutting from my
chest, and the flat stomach, with nothing at the crotch. I was really
enjoying being a woman. There was something different and exciting about
being the obvious object of many stares from others around the pool.
Dinner that night was quiet, and I returned to my room to read.
I had spoken to a number of people in the resort, and I found that I
had
new confidence to introduce myself to them, and to talk with them.
The next two days followed pretty much the same pattern. I would walk
during the morning, or go to the exercise rooms, and I would lay in the
sun
in the afternoons. I met meny others in the resort, and listened to how
they conducted themsevles with me. All of the time, I was becoming more
adapted to my new body, and I was enjoying the feelings that I had as I
dressed in women's clothing.
I spent one morning in an aerobics class in the hotel basement. The
exercise room had really interested me. Not only did I look great in the
leotard and tights, but the sensations of my new breasts giggling and
swaying as I exercised had aroused me more.
I spent the third morning in the clothing store. I loved to look for
new clothing, and thrilled as I tried on some of the very provocative
dresses that were on display.
I continued to notice that others were looking at me as I moved about
the resort. I began to understand the thrill a woman feels when she knows
that she is attractive, and she dresses to take advantage of it. I
reviewed the videos to be sure that I was taking full advantage of my
attributes.
The fourth morning began the same way as the others. Breakfast and a
walk in the resort.
As I passed the general store, an attractive man accidentally bumped
into me as he left the store.
"Excuse me!" he said.
"Hello" I responded, without thinking.
"I must not be awake yet this morning", he replied. "I am Roger
Crawford."
"Pleased to meet you" I responded, and he began what turned into a long
and interesting conversation. I was surprised at how easily I could talk
with him.
He suddenly looked at his watch, and said "OH, I must go. Could we have
dinner together tonight?"
I hesitated for a moment, but decided that this was what I
was here to learn. "Certainly" I responded.
"Good, I will meet you at 7:00PM. Where are you staying?"
"In the hotel", I replied.
"I will meet you in the lobby", he responded as he turned and left.
The rest of the day went quickly in anticipation. I walked through the
area, and went into each of the stores. I was becoming more comfortable
with my new appearance, and even spent some time at the pool in a another
very revealing swim suit that was in the dresser.
PSYCHIATRIC NOTES: Client has adapted well. Seems more comfortable as
a
woman than was anticipated. Hormonal release must be beginning.
Submissive therapy response is normal. Tonight will reveal full extent of
its effect.
CLIENT DEBRIEFING TRANSCRIPT (cont.) Dinner seemed like a dream. I
had
prepared myself carefully, with help from the resort beautician, and was
wearing a particularly striking green silken suit that I found. It had a
tightly fitted bodice, with a tight skirt, and a silk blouse. It had a
thin coat top that further emphasized my feminine contours. Wearing it was
a new experience, as I became accustomed to the small steps that the tight
skirt forced me to use. They actually made it easier to walk in the high
heels that I was wearing. I had spent an extended time watching one of
the
videos and then applying my make-up so that I would look my best for
dinner.
I felt myself strongly attracted to Roger. I could not understand why
a
man effected me that way. We ate quietly, and talked about the resort. I
was careful not to reveal my real status, but there never seemed to be a
time when it was a problem. Roger suggested that we walk around the
resort, and I agreed immediately.
As he put on my coat, Roger touched my shoulder, and I immediately felt
aroused. He offered his arm as we walked, and I enjoyed the sensations of
touching him. My mannerisms seemed rough, but he did not seem to notice.
As we passed behind one of the resort buildings, Roger stopped. I
looked at him, and he took me in his arms. I was surprised! How would I
react to him since I was really a man?
I quickly found out. I enjoyed it. His kiss was long, and passionate,
and I encouraged it. He pressed me tightly to himself, and I felt one
hand
brush down my back to my plump rear.
"Lets go to my room." he said quietly.
I could feel myself becoming aroused within the vaginal device. To my
surprise, I responded "I would love that."
We walked quickly back to the hotel, and went to his room. There, I saw
an apartment similar to mine, with a living/dining area, and a sleeping
area. "Let me take your coat".
"Thank you" I responded, as he slipped it off my shoulders and hung it
in a closet.
"Can I get you something to drink?" he asked.
I was becoming concerned about what might happen, but my passion seemed
to overcome that concern. This is what the experience was supposed to
teach me, and I felt confident about my transformation.
Roger got me a drink, and I sat on the sofa. He sat beside me, and put
his arm around me. I was again torn between my fears, and my growing
desire for him, but my concerns were quickly replaced with my desires as I
fell into his arms.
What was happening? Here I was, a normal man, in the arms of another
man and enjoying it. Was this what I wanted when I asked for my fantasy?
What had they done to me?
Roger moved quickly. He unbuttoned my blouse, and slid it off my
shoulders, revealing the black lace bra, and slip. He then released the
bra
straps, and removed it also. Without even thinking, I lifted myself to
slip
off the skirt and slip, leaving me in nothing but the hose and panties.
Roger quickly undressed, and lay me back on the sofa. I could feel an
overwhelming desire for him.
We kissed passionately, and then he began to kiss my nipples and
stomach. Again, without thinking, I moved from under him, and started to
kiss his body. He stroked my long hair as I moved closer to his huge
member.
How could I do this? How could I kiss another man? How could I be
attracted to his huge cock? Would I know what to do? I could not stop
myself as I took him fully into my mouth. He moaned softly as I played
with him, and then, just as he seemed to be excited, he moved me under
himself and entered me.
The sensation was wonderful. I could feel his huge member being
pressed
against mine by the tight confines of the device. I was becoming
intensely
excited.
He moved rhythmically, and I followed. It was as though I had done it
all my life.
Suddenly, I could feel myself nearing a climax, and he was also.
We both shuddered, and climaxed into each others arms.
I awoke in Roger's arms. I had never felt as serene or happy. I
reached over and touched his cock, and It leapt up. He stirred as I moved
to it, and again took it into my mouth. This time, he did not move as I
kissed it, and brought him to a climax. His salty sperm filling my mouth
in spurts.
"Thank you" he moaned, as he pulled me to him to kiss. We fell asleep
again.
I awoke and we dressed and went to breakfast. He held my hand, and
kissed me as he held my seat at the table. I could not forget the extreme
pleasure I had experienced the previous night. I remembered Roger's
confident attitude, his gentle touch, and his firm body next to mine as I
slept. I had never expected such pleasure when I had arranged for the
experience, and I wondered what would happen next.
PSYCHIATRIC NOTES: Submissive training successful. Seemed to have few
doubts. Aphrodisiac effect normal. Time to close the deal.
CLIENT DEBRIEFING TRANSCRIPT (cont.) Roger said that he had to go to
the
resort office, so he kissed me and left after breakfast. I felt almost
like I was in a dream as I went to my room to take a shower and change my
clothes into something more casual. I got dressed, and walked to the
dining
room for lunch. I looked for Roger in the room, but could not see him any
where, so I ate alone, and went for a walk.
As I returned to my room, I found a note under the door that read:
Alberta, Please come to the office.
I did not understand it, but I walked back outside to the resort
office.
there I was met by the woman who had been in the video.
"Hello Alberta", she said.
"Good morning", I replied. "How are you this morning?"
"I am fine, How do you feel" she responded.
I was uncertain about her, so I remained quiet.
"Alberta", she continued. "Did you enjoy last night?"
"Why, yes" I responded.
"Good", she answered. Then she reached for a large envelope.
"I have here your original Experience Contract", She continued. "It
has
provided us with the authorization to give you this fantasy. It also
includes some additional provisions that you should be aware of."
I had no idea what she was talking about.
"As I mentioned in the first video", she continued. "We have obtained
certain evidence of your recent behavior that is very incriminating.
These photos and videos detail your behavior the last few days. Including
a night with Mr. Crawford. This information would be particularly
incriminating if released in your home town"
I knew immediately that there was trouble ahead, but I had no idea how
it would work out. "What do you want?" I asked.
"You have three choices." she replied. "You can leave the resort, if
you
can find the way out. In that case, we will distribute this evidence
throughout your home town. In addition, we will directly charge your
accounts for a $1,000,000 Cancellation fee. Remember that you gave us
permission to do so in this contract."
"The second option is to be returned to your original condition, and
leave that way. If you do so, we will charge you the same fee, plus
monthly maintenance charges of $5,000. The maintenance fees will maintain
our silence about what has happened here."
"The third option is for you to remain here, in your present condition.
We have an ongoing need for attractive women to work at the resort, and
you
have become one of the most attractive transformations that we have
accomplished. We have a number of positions that you could fill during
the
day. At night, you will be expected to service certain of our clients.
Some of them have a preference for attractive she-males like yourself. In
this job, we will remove your vaginal device so that you can use your cock
for the needs of our clients."
I did not know what to say!
"I will begin a mandatory client debriefing of you now," she continued,
"but you must decide what you will do at the end of that session."
CONCLUDING PSYCHIATRIC NOTES: Alberta has become one of our most
successful transformations. Have continued her hormones and subliminal
treatments. She is in constant demand by selected clients. Hormonal
effects continue to accumulate, and she is now a 39D bra size, along with
wider hips. Aphrodisiac is no longer needed, she exhibits strong
attraction to men.
TO BE CONTINUED.....
From: adietrech@aol.com (A Dietrech)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Story: De Plane, Boss, De Plane 3/4 TG, femdom
Date: 31 Dec 1994 09:27:25 -0500
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.
From: adietrech@aol.com (A Dietrech)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Story: De Plane, Boss, De Plane 4/4 TG, femdom
Date: 31 Dec 1994 09:28:15 -0500
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 Orleand 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.