From pattee@mail.ohio.net Tue Jan 14 16:36:41 1997 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: TG: Forced (Complete) From: michelle <pattee@mail.ohio.net> Date: Tue, 14 Jan 1997 13:36:41 -0800 DISCLAIMER: If you’re not 21, then go away! Adult material! FORCED Part One: “Damn it, Lisa -- you can’t DO this to me! I mean -- I WON’T do it -- I can’t.” “It doesn’t seem to ME that you have much of a choice, Lori. I mean -- we already gave you the two hundred thousand. It’s not OUR fault if it wasn’t enough to bail your ass out of the hole.” “But -- I mean -- you CAN’T involve mike. It isn’t HIS fault that I’m a crappy business-woman. he doesn’t even know that I BORROWED the money. Lisa, you’ve just got to give me a BREAK!” “Sorry sister -- but a deal’s a deal. You promised that if we loaned you the money you would pay us back by today -- WITH a bonus, that is. Now either you give us the money -- or make good on your promise.” “But I thought it would work. I just needed the money to get me through this deal -- how was I to know that it would fail?” “Why do I not CARE, Lori? You said that you would either repay the MONEY -- or your husband. You got the money?” “No.” “Well, then -- I guess it’s your HUSBAND that we get” “Please, Lisa! he doesn’t have any idea about your seamy side of life. he’s a GOOD guy. You’d destroy him!” “Tough shit!, Lori. I mean -- we’re only going to BORROW him -- it’s not like we’re going to KILL him or anything! You can’t give us the money? -- so we’ll get it out of HIM!” “But Lisa! You’ll destroy him!” “If that’s what it takes -- just so I get my money!” “What if I don’t GIVE him to you?” “That’s simple! Then ONE of you -- will die!” The conversation came to an abrupt halt -- “he’ll be here in the morning.” PART TWO: “Forced” Lori had gotten herself AND her husband into a lot of trouble. Her Lingerie Shop was going bankrupt. She had used up all the money in her and her husband’s savings as well as having taken a third mortgage out on their house. Faced with bankruptcy and the threat of losing their home, she took out a loan from one of her wealthy customers. Lisa was a Dominatrix. She was one of Lori’s most generous customers, buying some of the sexiest and exotic frills that any woman could purchase. Leather and lace were her game. Lori thought that the items Lisa purchased were for herself -- that is until she began to bring in some of her male clients. Lisa enjoyed breaking men. She would not only dominate them -- she would utterly emasculate them, turning them into sniveling wimps and sissy fags. More than several times she would bring in some hapless male who was being introduced to forced feminization. It was ALWAYS against their will. She would bring them into the store -- usually dressed in some silly, tight unisex outfit -- and usually dabbed lightly with pale makeup. It was just enough to tickle the attention and imagination of passers-by. “Was that a fag?”, they would ask themselves. It was hard for them to decipher as they caught only a passing glimpse of a humiliated male tethered to a ravishing, dominant beauty. SOME would envy the guy; most would ridicule him. Once in the store Lisa would announce to everyone present that she was training another SISSY. She would have the male fitted publicly -- and then she would have Lori bring piles and piles of sexy lingerie for him to try on. All this would be done in full view of the store entrance -- and by the time the poor bastard was through, he would leave the store dressed as an emasculated feminized slut out to suck his first dick. Lisa -- though at first scandalized by this scene -- was too interested in making a rather handsome sale at the expense of the male. She would feel sorry for him as he was led from her store totally defeated. Lisa would lead him by a leash, making sure he would wiggle his pantied ass for the amusement of everyone nearby. Her store was nearly bankrupt. She had nearly destroyed everything she and her husband had worked for these past seven years. The worst part was that she had not confided her difficulties to her husband. At wits end, Lori decided to ask Lisa for a loan -- a subject that Lisa had introduced some time back. “If you ever need a partner -- or just financial help -- just give me a call”, she told Lori. Lori did! She could still remember the day. She called Lisa, begging her to help her out before she lost the store AND her home. Lisa was only too glad to comply. “How much to you need?”, she asked. “A couple hundred thousand”, Lori said shyly. It took only a handshake AND a signature on a promissory note -- and the money was transferred. Lori had promised to repay the money with 50% interest by the end of the month. Failure to repay would mean that Lisa could confiscate the business, all Lori’s property -- AND her husband. “Why my husband?”, asked Lori at the time. “I DEAL in male trade”, said Lisa. “Your husband would make a mighty fine street whore. By the time I finish with him -- SHE would make me a lot of money for me on the slave market.” Lori had no choice. The creditors would close her out in the morning. She also knew that nothing could fail this time. THIS time -- she had all the bases covered. So she signed -- not KNOWING, of course, that Lisa would use HER influence to make sure that Lori’s dream would fail. “Time to pay up”, said Lisa. Lori was in tears as she conceded. “mike will be here in the morning.” PART THREE: “Forced” “But why do you need me at the shop?”, asked mike. he HATED going to the shop. he hated standing there amidst the pile and rows of lingerie. “Ladies always look at me like i’m a pervert”, he said in defiance. “i just stand there waiting for you -- and they think i’m LOOKING at all that stuff for myself!” “I’m sorry, mike -- but i need you there. It won’t take long -- I promise you.” ****** At the store mike waited in a chair by the panty section. The chair was positioned so that his head was MORE than almost in the rack of satin bikini panties. he didn’t really mind the FEEL! They DID feel silky and soft. he just didn’t like the women looking at him as they carefully studied each piece of lingerie. As he sipped his coffee, mike began to feel a little sleepy. he thought to himself, “i mustn’t have slept well last night.” So, thinking he needed more coffee to ‘wake him up’, he slugged down a few more slurps not knowing that Lisa had doctored his coffee with some magic of her own. “Is he asleep?”, asked Lori. “he’s out for at LEAST the next six hours”, said Lisa. “Help me get him into the back room -- and then you can go home.” Lori didn’t like the idea -- but she had gone TOO FAR to go back now. They helped mike to the back room where they hoisted him up on a table. “Before you leave, help me get his clothes off”, said Lisa. “I don’t want any part of this”, said Lori. “Girl -- I OWN you!”, said Lisa with a sharp glare. “Now STRIP this bastard!” Lori helped to strip her husband, and then she took his clothes back home as Lisa demanded. What would happen to her husband? Lisa went to work on her new slave with the help of missy who came to the store once Lori had gone home. They applied the special chemicals to his body, permanently ridding his body of unwanted hair. More of her special magic softened his skin and lightened it so that it took on a feel and texture of a young teen girl in puberty. Lisa had MANY such magic products -- products that only a few knew about -- products which could alter body chemistry and CHANGE people. These drugs would never receive acknowledgement OR approval from ANYONE, much less any government agency. Several injections in the breasts, hips, and ass would soon redistribute the water and fat in mike’s body. It was good that he was “out” for this part of the treatment since it would cause MORE than a little discomfort. The treatment was PERMENANT, once the final inject was given. If all went well -- and it did 90% of the time -- within the next few hours mike would lose his male shape and form and would take ON the form of a rather ravishing female figure. While they waited for the “potions” to work, they began to work on his hair. They colored his hair blonde. Then with special care they began to weave a blonde set of curls to his head that would be the envy of any Hollywood actress. his eyebrows were permanently thinned and shaped -- his lips were injected to give him that full “i want to suck your cock” look. his ears were pierced to be readied for the long, hoop earrings that would relay certain information to his brain. THAT was the most precious part of the whole thing! While they were preparing mike for his new life, they were reprogramming his brain chemically and psychologically to BE the whore they wanted him to be. The program was any submissive’s darkest nightmare. The subject’s mind would be chemically altered to disgard any aggressive thoughts and inclinations and would then replace them with submissive attitudes. he would be conditioned to accept and EXPECT a gay life-style, while harboring the desire to be transformed into a woman. All this would be against his will. he would be DRIVEN toward his new life while, at the same time, abhorring the changes going on in his mind and body. his mind would REJECT the idea of becoming a female slave, even while he was irretractibly being driven toward it. As they worked on him, his body was changing. Breast began to appear on his male frame. his hips and ass began to take on a more feminine shape. his arms -- once muscular -- were becoming thin and feminine. his lips were full. “We have to work FAST”, said Lisa. They put on false nails and painted his toes and fingers a bright red. “I can’t WAIT until we have him fixed with permanent makeup”, said Lisa as she attached his new earrings. “he’ll be coming to SOON. I think it’s time to put some clothes on him -- don’t you?” missy brought out a pink panty and camisole. “These will do nicely to start with”, she said. They put the clothing on him -- and waited. It had been almost six hours since they began their work on mike -- and now he no longer looked like the husband that Lori had left behind. his figure was nowhere like it would be when Lisa was finished with him -- but it was an attractive 34-28-35. A corset would bring his waist down where it belonged. “Call Lori back”, said Lisa to missy. “I want HER to be a part of the next phase in her husband’s demise.” missy made the phone call -- and they waited. ******** “My GOD! What have you DONE with him!”, cried Lori. The feminized form in front of her was nothing like the man she had left with Lisa. “he’s got TITS!” “That’s right, girl! How do you expect him to become my WHORE -- without TITS!”, mocked Lisa. “he’ll never SPEAK to me again”, said Lori now openly crying. “Quite the contrary”, piped Lisa. “Soon he’ll be BEGGING you to shove your big, black dick in his hot pussy.” “Go to hell”, said Lori. At that Lisa came up and slapped her HARD -- in the face. “You bitch! I OWN you -- AND your sissy husband. You’re going to do EVERYTHING I tell you to. And it STARTS with missy. With that, missy came forward. she was dressed in a tight mini dress -- no bra -- big tits -- prominent nipples -- dynamite perfume -- luscious lips; it was a body TO DIE FOR! “missy! SHOW this bitch who owns who”, said Lisa. missy stepped towards Lori and slapped her HARD in the face, causing her to fall backwards to the floor. As she fell, her short skirt rode up to show her satin panties. missy was all over her in a flash, ripping her dress from her body. Within SECONDS, Lori was down to panties and bra and was being straddled by missy. missy was STRONG! -- TOO strong for a woman. “KISS her, missy”, Lisa said. missy leaned down allowing her breasts to crush Lori’s and gave her a deep, hard kiss. Lori tried to push her away to no avail. missy began to fondle Lori’s tits -- and soon THEY were free from their silky confines. The kiss and the perfume were having their desired affect -- Lori was giving in -- just a little. “You’d better get ready for some lovin’!”, said Lisa with a smirk. missy got up -- took off EVERYTHING, except her panties -- and stood proudly over Lori. Then she stepped out of her panties, throwing them on Lori’s stunned face. missy not only had breasts that HAD to be 38 double D’s -- but she had a COCK that had to measure 9” AT LEAST. “Ever been fucked by a shemale?”, asked missy with a grin while she got down to her knees. It didn’t last long. missy tore the panties from Lori’s tiny body -- covered her cock with spit -- and shoved it into Lori’s hot box. Within MINUTES -- Lori stopped crying out in pain and was crying out for MORE! missy was fucking her like a cheap whore -- sweaty tits folding into one another’s -- mouths linked -- pussy filled -- cock hard -- bodies’ grinding together in sexual heat. “Fuck me -- fuck me HARD!”, begged Lori. And while the dance went on, Lisa looked on with a smile. “You’re MINE, lori. you belong to ME!”, she said softly even as Lori was screaming out in sexual satisfaction. “Fuck me! Fuck me!”, she cried. And while she screamed out, mike began to waken from his drugged sleep -- and Lisa was ready! DISCLAIMER: If you’re not 21 then GO AWAY. Adult material. “FORCED” -- part four mike began to wake up to the distant noise of sexual frenzy. his head was in a fog. he tried to move his arms to rub his eyes, but for some reason couldn’t raise them. As he tried to move he discovered that he was secured to a table -- and he was SORE. his chest and body felt as though he had been in one DOOZY of a fight. Why couldn’t he raise his head? Nothing seemed to make much sense as he focused in on the noise in the room. “More! Fuck me DEEPER. FUCK ME -- please!!” From somewhere someone seemed to be having a lot of fun -- but it didn’t register in mike’s drug controlled mind that it was lori who was screaming out in sexual satisfaction. Suddenly the noise stopped -- and then there was only the soft noise of a female weeping. mike tried to say something, causing the attention of Lisa. “WELL now. Our little girl is waking up!”, she said. Who was this new voice talking about? Lisa walked over to the table and released mike from his bonds. As mike looked up, he saw a beautiful woman staring down at him. She was dressed in leather and lace -- and she smelled so good. “Who ARE you? Where am i?”, mike managed to spit out. missy had pulled herself together and, taking Lori’s arm, forced her over to the table. “Tell your husband where he’s at”, she demanded. Lori, now standing naked beside the table tried to cover her breasts. missy wouldn’t let her, holding her arms securely behind her back. “i’m sorry, mike! i got into trouble and ----- this is Lisa -- She’s in charge now.” “What do you mean? asked mike -- stunned, but coming around. “Why are you naked? Who is this woman?” Lisa stepped forward and took mike’s hand, helping him into a seated position. “MISTRESS Lisa, to you”, she said. “your wife has gotten herself into a little trouble -- and -- well -- both HER and YOUR pantied asses belong to ME now!”, she said with a little laugh. All of a sudden mike realized that he was dressed in something feminine. “my GOD! What have you DONE to me?”, he demanded. he looked down -- at his hands and saw the nails -- he felt his smooth, hairless legs -- and then his CHEST! he had TITS! “What’s HAPPENED to me?”, he demanded. “QUIET!”, snapped Lisa. “you belong to ME, whore! What’s more -- you no longer possess the capacity to THINK clearly -- DO you?” Immediately mike’s mind began to grow fuzzy again as he lost the capacity to think clearly. “We’ve CHANGED you, mikey”, she said as she helped mike up on his feet. “Look at yourself in this mirror. you’re no longer a man, are you? you’re my GIRL, now.” mike stared at the female form in front of him, not believing what he was hearing -- but unable to respond like he felt he should. “What have you DONE to me, Mistress?”, he managed to say. “I’ve changed you, mikey. In fact -- you’re no longer mikey, ARE you? I think you’re more like -- a MICHELLE! That’s what your new name is, honey. you are -- michelle! SAY IT!” “i’m michelle”, mike said weakly, unable to counter the will of this powerful woman. “YES, michelle. you’re mine now -- AS is your wife. you belong to ME now. I am your Mistress -- you are my slaves.” “i am your slave”, said michelle in a weak voice, unable to resist the dominant suggestions of her new owner. “you’re tired now, michelle. you need some REST! ALL little girls need their sleep.” Lisa was putting mike into a sleepy trance -- and soon he was back on the table, fast asleep once again. “We need TIME for michelle’s new body to take shape”, Lisa said. “We’ll let him SLEEP for awhile -- while we introduce lori to her new life-style”, she said with an evil laugh. lori was cuddled up in a heap -- crying and unable to sort out the mess she had gotten both her and her husband into. ******** Lisa helped lori to her feet and began caressing the poor, defeated slavegirl. “Have you ever made love to a woman?”, she asked in a soft voice. Her fingers were gently caressing lori’s breasts as only a woman could -- her lips were becoming familiar with lori’s tear-stained face. “Take my blouse off”, Lisa commanded as she continued to fondle the naked slave. Unable to resist the powerful Mistress, lori did as Lisa commanded. she began to carefully disrobe the Dom until She was naked like herself. “Take my breasts and kiss them”, Lisa demanded. lori took Lisa’s large breasts in her hands and slowly lowered her mouth to the enlarged nipples. This was the first time she had ever touched another female in this way. It didn’t take too long before she got into her lesbian role and began enjoying the soft texture and taste of her feminine partner. In fact -- it became ENJOYABLE much to lori’s disgust. Lisa began putting pressure on lori’s shoulders, causing the new-found slave to her knees. As she spread her legs, Lisa commanded lori to touch her pussy. “Touch me, lori -- TASTE my feminine nectar. Once we make love -- you will never be the same again.” lori was driven toward the soft folds which would forever make her a slave to this woman. Almost in a trance, she put her tongue to Lisa’s slit -- and the love-dance began. For the next hour lori was introduced to female love-making. Lisa would not use any chemicals to conquer THIS woman; she wouldn’t need to. Her charms had driven lori into the world of lesbian and shemale love. The once, straight and conventional lori was now anything but conventional as she licked her Mistress’s delicate pussy even while missy’s hard cock plunged into her anal canal. *********** “you will dress him just like you did the others”, said Lisa -- “out here in the front of the store -- PUBLICLY! I want him to feel every sinful thought there is to feel while he is being feminized for his first fuck.” michelle had awakened and was investigating her new-formed breasts. “Come this way, honey”, lori said as she helped her husband to his feet. “We have to get you something to wear!”, she said, leading him to the front of the store. Several young women were starting their day by rummaging through the racks of feminine lace. They immediately noticed the shapely young girl being led out in their direction, wearing nothing but a nylon nightie and panties. In mike’s mind, he was still every-bit a male dressed in female clothing. he was clean-shaven with blonde lockes falling down over his shoulders -- but he still FELT like a man inside, even though his breasts were bouncing through the sheer nylon material. “Please don’t DO this to me”, he said weakly as they led him to the front of the store. “Come now”, said Lisa. “We have to make you all PRETTY, now DON’T we?” lori took her tape and measured mike’s chest, only to discover her husband now had a 38” breast which would require C cups. his ass and hips had become quite shapely and would now require very little “help” to take on a seductive look. she brought out a beautiful corselette to help trim off a couple inches off mike’s waist. The cups gently lifted mike’s new breasts, causing them to spill out nicely above the garment. “We’ll have to work on those nipples”, said Lisa as she supervised the shemale’s transformation. Taken behind a divider, lori handed mike some pink, satin panties. missy helped mike out of the old ones and tucked his soft cock through his legs to conceal the bulge he would otherwise make. “I think we’ll dispense with the garter and stockings”, said Lisa as she inspected the progress. “How about a nice mini dress?”, she quipped. lori brought over a silky dress and slipped it over mike’s head. The material slithered down over his shapely body doing NOTHING to hide his long, sexy legs. Zipping the dress up for mike, lori couldn’t BELIEVE that this was her husband standing in front of her. mike was STUNNING. “A little makeup -- and I think we have it!”, said Lisa. missy took out her makeup and did a little work on mike’s face -- and without knowing better, she looked like a seductive girl ready for her first fuck to any stranger looking on. “Let’s close up and introduce our new slave to her new life”, said Lisa. lori closed the store with missy’s help. mike couldn’t believe what was happening to him -- and what’s more -- he couldn’t stop it, either. he was a MAN -- but he ENJOYED what they were doing to him for some unknown reason. he LIKED being dressed like a girl, even though something inside told him it was WRONG. As they walked through the mall, mike’s heels clicked behind his Mistress and wife. missy held on to mike’s arm and they looked like two lesbians walking hand in hand through the crowd. mike couldn’t HELP but sway his hips seductively -- especially since Lisa had “suggested” that he do just that. he felt every male eye undressing him as he walked along. his skirt was so short that he was SURE that everyone could see his pretty panties. How SMOOTH everything felt. As he walked along, he looked down at his bouncing breasts. THIS, he couldn’t get straight in his head. How did they EVER give him real breasts? But they DID feel good as they bounced seductively for every male eye around. Getting into the car, mike had a difficult time adjusting his dress. missy just smiled as she place her hand on his smooth leg, allowing it to go a bit higher than was comfortable for the new shemale. “Don’t!”, begged mike. “Now, michelle! girls like you have to get USED to being touched and felt up. you WANT missy to touch you, don’t you!”, said Lisa with a commanding voice. mike shook his head, “yes”, while missy took greater liberty with her. she was definitely becoming more and more aroused as they got closer to Lisa’s home. missy had freed mike’s cock -- now hard with excitement by the time they arrived at their destination. In fact, she led mike into the house using his cock as a leash much to mike’s embarrassment. “And NOW my little pet, we turn you into a whore”, said Lisa with an evil laugh. “Do you have any questions, michelle?” “FORCED” -- part five Having been given permission to ask questions, mike found he had the ability to quell his male curiosity. “What have you DONE to me? Why is my wife allowing this to happen? How did you give me tits? You’re in a LOT of trouble, lady!” Lisa allowed michelle to go on and on for a few minutes, and then walked up to her and slapped her face. “ENOUGH!”, she said in a loud tone. “michelle, your WIFE here borrowed a lot of money from me, promising to pay me back WITH INTEREST. YOU -- well -- you were the collateral. she couldn’t pay up -- and now you’re MINE!” Lisa laughed out loud at that last statement. “I’ve introduced some powerful chemical agents into your body -- little things which -- well -- CHANGE the body to a more pleasing female shape. Don’t you think you look pretty?”, she asked. mike couldn’t -- WOULDN’T answer at this point as Lisa went on. “Inside you’ll always BE a man. It will be like you are looking out through someone else’s eyes -- and when you look in a mirror, you will see a seductive woman staring back at you. you ARE a woman now for all practical purposes -- except for that cock of yours. I guess that makes you -- a SHEMALE <laugh, laugh>. Oh yeah -- and your MIND has been conditioned to OBEY me. Though you know you SHOULDN’T, you will find you no longer possess freedom of will or thought. If I tell you that you are a slave -- then that is what you will be -- it’s as simple as that.” mike finally managed to eek out one final question. “Can you change me back, Mistress?” Lisa held up a syringe to the shemale’s face. “Not after this shot has been administered -- then it will be -- FOREVER!” mike reeled back at the thought, but could not even reach for the syringe because his mind was under Lisa’s control. “And NOW, you become my whore!”, said Lisa. She called for lori in a rather loud voice and lori appeared in the doorway with missy’s help. lori had changed. she wore a rather serious look thanks to the makeup she was wearing. her tits were exposed through the leather strap bra she was wearing -- revealing her ample nipples, erect with passion. Below she had on only some leather panties. There was a huge black cock hanging from her crotch. The double dildoe was attached to her waist with 8” of the round black cock filling her pussy. There was a light hum of vibration as the dildoe did its worst against lori’s sensitive clit. “michelle”, said Lisa -- “you find your WIFE irresistibly attractive. you are being SEDUCED by her naked form. her breasts need to be kissed and fondled. her cock needs to be sucked. you want to DO that for her, DON’T you, michelle?” michelle found herself getting aroused like never before. her cock began to harden as her eyes focused in on his wife’s breasts and that huge, black cock. “lori! Take michelle’s clothes off -- and put her in those pink, crotchless panties on the table.” lori stepped towards her husband and began to kiss him. the vibrating cock in her pussy was driving her crazy. her hands began to fondle michelle’s new breasts, raising the level of passion in her husband. she gently took off her husbands dress and underwear. she knelt down to lower her husband’s panties with her mouth -- so she could get a taste of his hard cock, dripping with precum. michelle was in a state of delirium by the time lori pulled the new crotchless panties up her smooth legs. her hard cock stuck out proudly from the crotchless panties and her knees began to give way as she felt the hard, black dildoe against her smooth tummy. As she sank to her knees, the cock poked at her red lips. “Open up, michelle. Taste your first cock. you WANT that cock, don’t you?” Lisa was taunting the pair with her questions -- questions which were more like instructions than anything else. “Open your mouth, michelle -- THAT’S a girl. SUCK your wife’s hard, black cock. FEEL it vibrate in your mouth -- feel it vibrate her pussy.” mike was actively sucking his wife’s cock while toying with his now sensitive nipples. “you would rather have a REAL cock in your mouth -- wouldn’t you, michelle?”, taunted Lisa. As she did, missy came close with her hard cock in hand. mike let the black dildoe slip out of her lips as she looked greedily at the fleshy shemale cock of missy. “Tell missy you want to suck her cock”, Lisa demanded. “Please -- may i suck your cock”, asked mike -- almost with his own volition. “Do you want to be a cocksucker?”, asked Lisa with a smirk. “i’ll be a cocksucker for you, Mistress”, he cried as missy rubbed his lips against her hard meat. “Open up, cocksucker”, missy said -- “your MY whore this minute!” mike opened up and took missy deeply in his mouth. While he did this, lori was positioning herself to penetrate her husband’s ass with the black dildoe. “i have to FUCK you, honey”, she said tearfully as the black shaft painfully entered her husband’s ass. missy held his head tightly until the pain subsided -- and then waves of pleasure began to envelop michelle. she was being fucked in both directions now -- and now the vibrator was being turned up as it reamed his virgin ass. missy suddenly came in his mouth and mike was forced to swallow loads of hot cum. As she pulled out of michelle’s mouth, she wiped her shemale cock all around mike’s painted face. “Tell me you want to be fucked”, demanded Lisa while lori pounded her husband’s ass. “Tell me you want to be my whore!”, she chanted. “Fuck me! Fuck me!”, mike moaned as the black cock continued its assault on his new pussy. “Make me your whore -- i want to be a whore!”, he cried from pleasure. “Then tell me to give you this shot!”, Lisa taunted. “TELL ME -- NOW!” “PLEASE, Mistress! Give me the shot -- i want to be your whore FOREVER!”, cried out michelle. And while lori continued to fuck her husband’s shemale ass, he felt the prick of a needle entering his thigh. “It’s PERMENANT now”, said Lisa triumphantly. “Now you’re MY piece of ass.” As lori pulled out of the sore shemale’s ass, he fell in a tearful heap. lori began to caress her well-fucked husband -- or what was left of him. “You belong to ME, now”, said Lisa as missy began to rouse the new slaves to their feet. They were led to the dungeon where the transformation would continue until they were fit to be sold as sex slaves -- husband and wife -- shemale and female. The end.