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This story contains the graphical account of
semi-consensual sex between various parties.

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Mandy's Submission to Her Own Secret Fetishes - Part 2 (MF, teethbraces, nanites)
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When Mandy comes to, she awakes in bed and reaches up to scratch an itch on 
her head.  She is wearing something over her hair.  It is like a strap of 
some sort.  She follows it to her face and then to a facebow and traces 
that into her mouth.  She opens her mouth and feels pain from the pull 
of the springs.  She runs her fingers over the brackets on her bottom
teeth and then feels the smooth bands on the inside of her bottom and top 
teeth.  Then she feels the palate expander with her fingers and her tongue.  
She feels the springs and open and closes her mouth while touching the 
springs.  The springs close on her skin and pinch it.  She makes a mental 
note to keep her tongue away from them.  "What happened?"

"You passed out from shock.  They told me it might happen."

"Where did the headgear come from?"

"It was in the wooden box.  I thought you might want the whole experience."

Mandy runs to the mirror again and is still shocked by what she sees.  The 
crown of her head has several interwoven straps which crisscross her head.  
It comes down to a plastic piece with some rubber bands.  This connects to 
a very thick wire which connects the arched inner piece with the arched 
outer piece.  Mandy opens her mouth to see where the inner arch goes.  It 
disappears into a tube on the side of one of her molars.  She opens her 
mouth and looks at the springs.  "How do I take this off?"

Steve reaches over and detaches the plastic piece and slides the inner arch 
out of the tubes.

Mandy tries to close her lips over her teeth and can't because they 
protrude so far out.  Steve stands beside her and they look at each other 
in the mirror.  Mandy is just speechless.  Steve bends his head over in 
front of hers and kisses her.  His lips have a hard time meeting her upper 
lip and he basically gets a mouthful of her upper teeth with braces and 
springs. He pulls out and explores her upper archwire and springs with his 
tongue.  Then he puts his finger up to his mouth and gives the "please be 
quiet" signal.  He pulls down on her chin to open her mouth and picks up a 
big glob of wax from a re-closable plastic holder and puts it on her 
expander.  Then he shuts her mouth, signals to be quiet again, and leads 
her to the bed.  They lay down and he kisses her again.  Then he turns 
around and starts licking her pussy.  She takes his member in her mouth and 
tries to get her lips to cover her teeth and braces, but it is no use.  She 
sucks on him the best she can, being unable to make a good seal.

Steve can feel her teeth on his penis and can feel the expander running up 
and down the most sensitive areas of his penis.  He enjoys the wet hotness 
of his mate with his tongue.  Steve occasionally feels the springs on her 
braces as she pumps in and out with her mouth.  The sensations prove to be 
too much for Steve and he orgasms.  Mandy quickly orgasms right after and 
they lay there for a few minutes, exhausted.  

Mandy says, "How is this happening?"

"The wine."

"The wine?"

"Yes, the therapist asked if he could just take care of things for me, that 
he knew exactly what you wanted.  I thought that he was in a better 
position than I and thought he would guide me over the next few months as 
to how to give you what you wanted.  Then we got the wine from him and I 
was wondering what was up.  Then you fell asleep and I read the users guide 
to your new 'functions'."

"'functions'?  What is that supposed to mean?"

"Yep, it was new to me, too. Have you ever heard of nanites?"

"No."

"Well, they are these very tiny machines that were in the wine and coded to 
reproduce in your body and die in mine.  Once they reproduced, they started 
monitoring your sight and hearing and part of your thoughts."

"My thoughts?"

"Yes, they have a protection mechanism that they would not do anything that 
you truly did not want done.  The letter from the therapist says that this 
will allow me to do anything that you ask or I want and it just won't 
happen if you don't truly want it to happen."

"Where did they come from?"

"The letter said they came from a company called ChastiPermalock."

"I have heard of them."

"You have?"

Mandy, "Yes, on the internet.   I thought they were a fantasy company."

"Where on the internet?"

Mandy (still having a face like Amy, though a very blushed and having a 
hard time forming words due to being unaccustomed to braces), "At some of 
the stories sites."

"Stories, as in erotic stories?"

"Yes."

Steve, "What kinds of stories?"

"Stories of various kinds.  Some involve permanent chastity.  Oh my god, 
is this look permanent?"

"No, it stops when I tell it to. I could leave it like it is and you would 
go through Amy's treatment for 8 years.  Or I can tell it to end tonight 
and you would be yourself, or rather, have your face and head and teeth 
again tomorrow."

"And that will be the end of it?"

"I could tell the program to give you someone else's teeth or their head, 
there are supposedly some limits.  I can make you look pregnant with the 
program, too."

Mandy, "I don't know if I want to act pregnant, I want to BE pregnant."

"Really?  Well, the therapist said that might be the case, so he put some 
fertility drugs in the wine and you are probably already pregnant.  He has 
worked with an agency to adopt the kids because he said that you need to 
get through this current submissive phase without ending up with children."

"KidS?! As in more than one?"

"Yes, he said that you would probably have twins or triplets.  He said that 
the nanites would insure that you took them at least full term.  He also 
said that they would make sure that you were able to have sex, since he 
anticipated your getting a lot of sex over the next year." 

"Oh my god.  This is too much."

"Yes, he said it would be overwhelming, but that this is what you really 
wanted.  Though he didn't talk about chastity and you just said you read 
stories about it."

"Yes, I fantasize about it sometimes, but I wouldn't want to be permanently 
chaste.  Just occasionally."

"Okay, I will keep that in mind."

"Steve, how long will these nanites last?"

"For at least a year, but I can extend them if you desire it later on.  
You haven't told me how you like your new look."

"It is like a dream come true.  I can't believe that I have braces.  I can 
feel the bands under my gums, which are still swollen as if I really got 
braces just yesterday.  And my mouth is just pulsing with pain to match my 
pulse.  Running my tongue over the bands on the inside, the springs, the 
expander, and the brackets, is just a dream come true.  And it is hard to 
believe that I got this other person's face with her large nose and brown 
eyes instead of my little nose and blue eyes.  I mean, this is a huge nose!  
And my eyes are farther apart, and I can't get my lips over these 
protruding teeth.  And these teeth are huge!  I have tiny teeth compared to 
these.  And her face comes complete with her pimples and freckles and long, 
bushy, wavy hair and her ears.  How is it for you to have your wife change 
faces?"

"It is very strange.  On the one hand, I know this is what you want and 
that underneath it is your voice and is you.  But on the other, it is like 
I am making love to this young woman with braces and huge tits."

"What do you think about the braces?"

"I'll admit it was a strange thought when I got all of this stuff, but I 
must admit that I think I have developed the fetish myself.  It is quite a 
turn on.  You provide quite a stimulation with the various metal parts in 
and out of your mouth.  We still have some things to try yet."

"Like what?"

"Like kissing and 69 with headgear.  Like trying the key that was in the 
plastic bag marked with the file number on it that the headgear was in.  
The file says that the key is supposed to be used every day for two 
months, starting day one."

"Where is it?"

"On the bedside table right there."

Mandy reaches over and picks it up.  It looks too modern to be from 1965.  
"Is this it?"

"Yes, in the users manual it says that this key is safer than the old timey 
one because it is easier to put on your finger.  With the old ones, you 
could accidentally let go of it and choke."

"So, let's try it!!"

"Let me get the manual."  Steve runs out and returns.  "It says to insert 
the metal part in the hole and push it.  Open up more, I can't get it in."  
Steve gets the metal part in the hole and proceeds to turn the screw in the 
right direction.  Mandy winces in pain.  "I am supposed to turn it twice, 
so stay open and don't bite me."  

Mandy seems to say "no" the best she can with a hand in her mouth, but 
Steve goes ahead and turns it another quarter turn.

Mandy screams, "Aaargh, that hurts!!"

"I thought you wanted the pain and full experience of the braces?"

"I did, not sure if I still do, but it still hurts, regardless."

Steve: "That was kind of fun!"

"Really?  I don't think I can do this every day."

"You are committed to doing it until I say that you are done.  Then I get 
to pick the next person, and if you are good, I might let you help.  After 
you went to sleep last night, I found a whole section marked 'difficult 
cases'.  Apparently the orthodontist was a specialist on difficult cases in 
New York City and had a lot of patients, even from abroad.  I can't wait to 
see what you look like as the female from Africa who had jaw surgery and 
her mouth wired shut after extensive treatment."

"Really?  Wow, that would be great!"

"I got an email last night that you are the first ChastiPermlock person 
with this type of nanites and that they are going to add cases online.  
They told me that they would really like to try this one case on you." 

"What about it?"

"They sent a picture I can bring up for you.  This person had a bunch of 
baby teeth and no erupted adult teeth.  They had to pull all of the baby 
teeth and then using surgery, they attached brackets to all of the 
unerupted adult teeth, 32 of them in all, and attached hooks to all of the 
brackets.  The patient was like a gummy senior citizen with no teeth and a 
mouthful of vertical elastics.  She had to put rubber bands on the hooks 
and brackets twice a day - 16 elastics in all.  The patient had to eat 
mushy foods after taking the elastics out so she could eat.  It took four 
months for the teeth to drop down enough to eat with them and to put an 
archwire on.  They said that they might work out some kind of loops on 
springs instead of elastics so that you could still give me head." 

"No way!  I don't think I could do that, though it does turn me on in a 
weird sort of way."

"They asked if I could leave you like that for a week or two and then fast 
forward to the part where an archwire is put on, and then fast forward to 
where the teeth are about complete.  They want me to take pictures."

"What if I am recognized in the pictures?"

"You would have to become this person's head for this particular case to 
work right, they said."

"I'll have to look at the picture and decide."

"Get this, though.  I get to decide.  You asked to be fully submitted to 
me.  I may choose to ask your input, but it is ultimately up to me.  The 
other thing I have to tell you is that this person is from a tribe in 
Africa where they stretch the neck with brass rings, stretch the lips with 
some kind of insert, and put ivory piercings in the nose and ears.  This 
person whose case they asked me to consent to was 25 years old and has 15 
brass rings on her foot-and-a-half-long neck which would fall over and 
break without the rings.  A missionary took pity on this person whose 
deciduous teeth were decaying badly and took her to the states for the 
three years of orthodontic treatment.  We get 2 million dollars if you take 
on this persona during the last month of your pregnancy and do me or an 
actor for a sex flick to advertise their product." 

"A white person with a black head?"

"You said you liked tattoos, how about a body-wide brown tattoo?"

"No way!!"

"Well, it turns out that the nanites can color your body a variety of 
colors, that we can explore on Halloween and for this particular project.  
I think it is appealing to have you give me oral sex as a gummy monster!"

"Let's go see the picture."

...

Steve: "There it is."

"She looks like some freak you might see in the circus!  So, let me get 
this straight.  You want me to get pregnant, go 8 months pregnant, and then 
when I am absolutely huge with twins or triplets, you are going to change 
me into an African woman with a neck which is trapped inside a bunch of 
bronze bands and is over a foot long, and get braces put on a 32 teeth 
which haven't even come out of the gums yet, and make love to you or some 
probably-enormously-endowed black man in an adult video to make two million 
dollars?  And when I make love in the different orthodontic treatment 
stages, I am still going to be as big as a house?  How am I going to make 
love?  Will I have to give oral sex?" 

"I don't know.  I guess we will need to see if there are any adult videos 
out there with pregnant women in them and see how they do it.  The weird 
part is that I don't even think you can look down with those neck bands, so 
you will need to be on the bottom or have something to hold onto."

"We can talk about it later.  I have about 8 months to decide what to do.

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Mandy: "So how are we going to handle my submission with our friends?"

"Clearly we are going to have to hide you sometimes, but we are going to 
sell the pregnancy as you doing a surrogate favor for a distant friend.  
Let me think about what else we need to consider.  Wait, I remember part of 
the letter now.  The therapist indicated that I need to pick your ongoing 
persona that you will be returned to whenever your current look expires or 
is turned off.  I will have to think about what exactly needs to be set up, 
but I figure that we will make your teeth a little bigger, give you some 
impacted teeth in the roof of your mouth and on the outside, top and 
bottom.  And your upper and lower jaw will be too narrow and you will have 
an overbite and overjet.  And we will turn some of your teeth in the back 
around and tip them.  It is funny that yesterday I didn't know anything 
about this, but after reading 50 troubled cases, I know what they are and 
even a little about how they are treated.  This will give you about 6 years 
of orthodontic treatment, probably with metal and not ceramic braces.  You 
will instruct the orthodontist not to pull any teeth, but we will make it 
so that he or she has to near the end and then have to close the gaps." 

Mandy looks speechless.

Steve: "Mandy?"

Mandy: "So I am just going to appear with braces one day?"

"No, we will set this up so that your friends wouldn't notice those 
changes, because most are subtle.  Then you can tell them you are getting 
braces.  Then you can see a real orthodontist and have a real treatment, 
including oral surgery and palate expanders and headgear and the whole 
works."

Mandy, after a moment of silence.  "I don't know what to say."

"You don't like it?"

"No, I do like it.  It is like a dream come true.  It is unbelievable!  One 
part of me is so excited.  The other part feels like I am doing something 
sneaky and will get caught.  And yet another part of me is not sure if I 
want to actually go through the pain and trauma of braces for that long.  
When would we start?"

"Well, the funny thing is that the therapist made you an intial appointment 
for Monday morning, first thing.  I have to decide what you will have 
before then and set it up.  We start with a digital picture of you, and 
then I can tell the computer what to do."

"Can't I just tell it?"

"No, it only listens to me.  We can compare as I tweak it to see if it 
would be too obvious to your friends that something was up.  After we do it 
and then have dinner with our friends next week, you can show them how 
messed up things are in your mouth and they will just believe it was always 
so." 

"Is there anything that you particularly want?"

"I think I like everything that you said.  Can I get bands on all my 
teeth?"

Steve: "You would look strange nowadays.  Maybe we can force it somehow.  I 
will have to think if I want to be seen in public with you fully banded and 
whether I want you to wear headgear out."


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