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Chapter 1

Andrew Marx was sitting at the bar of a local club having a drink when
he saw her walk in. It was Chelsea, his old girlfriend, and she was with
a very tall and muscular African-American man.

Andrew let out a sigh and decided to finish his drink and head out
before she saw him. She had left him nine months earlier, stating that
she wanted something more in a relationship, and judging by the man with
her, she had found it. He was tall, handsome and dressed in what looked
like a very expensive suit.

On the other hand, Andrew was barely five-ten, thin and wearing two year
old jeans and a gray t-shirt. His shaggy blonde hair was pulled back
into a ponytail. He had the money to get it cut, but just never got
around to it.

Chelsea looked the same, he thought. She was the same height he was and
still had her incredible figure. Her red mini-dress looked like it had
been painted over her shapely body. The outfit was very revealing, which
didn't shock him, as Chelsea had a very wild side.

He was about to get up and walk out when he felt someone tapping him on
the shoulder; it was Chelsea.

"I thought it was you," she greeted cheerfully, before wrapping her arms
around him and giving him a wet sloppy kiss.

"It's good to see you too," he replied even though he didn't mean it.

"I was hoping to see you in here. I have someone I want you to meet,"
she said as she took him by the hand and led him to a booth.

Andrew sighed. He knew that she just wanted to rub it in his face that
she was dating someone successful.

"Andrew, this is Frank Martin," she introduced

The large man stood up and smiled at Andrew.

Andrew estimated that Frank was nearly 6-3 and over two hundred pounds -
- all of it muscle. He appeared to be in his mid-thirties. With his
shaved head and goatee, he looked like he should have been in action
movies.

"Please to meet you. Chelsea has told me much about you," he said as he
extended his hand.

Andrew nodded back as they shook hands. He felt as if his hand was going
to be crushed in the larger man's strong grip.

"Please sit down and join us," said Frank.

Andrew did as asked.

"I ordered some champagne for Chelsea. Would you like some?" asked
Frank.

Andrew wasn't pleased meeting his ex-girlfriend's new lover, but he also
saw no reason to be rude either.

"Thank you," replied Andrew.

He just planned on staying just long enough to be polite, before
leaving.

Chelsea then began to tell him about Frank. It turned out that her new
lover was a very rich and successful businessman. He owned of several
bars and nightclubs across the East Coast

"In fact, he's thinking of buying this one," said Chelsea.

"It would be a good investment; it's always crowded," replied Andrew.

"Chelsea said that you're self-employed," said Frank.

"Something like that. I'm a software designer for small businesses, and
I work out of my apartment," he replied.

"Maybe I can have you take a look at our business software. I'm always
looking for ways to improve my system," said Frank. "Do you have a
business card?"

Andrew nodded and gave Frank one of his cards. Business had been slow
lately, and he wasn't in the position to be choosey with his clients.

"Excellent! I have a new project that has some special requirements,"
said Frank.

Andrew began to wonder if he had been too hasty in his opinion about
Frank. It would be nice to have a new, rich client.

"Great! Just give me a call," said Andrew.

"I will," replied Frank.



Chapter 2

The following week, Andrew got a call from Frank.

"I was hoping that we could get together and talk about what I need,"
said Frank.

"Sure, send me your system requirements, and what you're currently
using," said Andrew. "I'll take a look at it, as soon I get it."

"How about to save time I bring it in and show you. I have everything on
my laptop," replied Frank. "If possible, I would like to come by today.
I'm out of town the rest of the week."

Andrew looked at his watch. He didn't usually let clients come to his
place, but this could be a big job and he needed the work.

"Um, by don't you stop by around five this evening," said Andrew.

"Perfect! I appreciate this," said Frank.

"I'll text you my address," said Andrew.

"Great! Thank you very much," said Frank.



Chapter 3

Frank arrived right on time, and Andrew let him in.

Frank walked in pulling a large suitcase and carrying a computer case.

"I had to catch a cab over here, as I'm on the way to the airport.
That's why I have the suitcase," said Frank.

"That's okay," said Andrew. "Sorry, my place is a bit of a mess. I
usually don't see clients here."

Andrew lived in a large apartment in what had been a warehouse. One
corner of the living room served as his work area.

"Interesting place," said Frank.

"It was cheap. It's the only apartment on the third floor so I have
privacy," said Andrew. "I also have room to work. The rest of the floor
is used for storage and maintenance."

"Sounds perfect. So let me show you what I have in mind," said Frank.

He sat down on the couch and opened up his laptop.

"Take a look at this," said Frank as he handed Andrew the laptop.

Andrew looked at the computer screen and gasped. He was so shocked that
he almost dropped the laptop.

"Chelsea gave these to me. I must admit that you're a better looking
woman than a man," stated Frank with a sly smile on his face.

Andrew had no idea that Chelsea would do something like this. The photos
were taken when they were dating. She came up with the idea of playing
some gender games. They continued for weeks until she dressed Andrew
completely as a woman.

In the photo Andrew was dressed in a leather corset dress, fishnet
stockings and thigh-high black leather boots. His makeup was very Goth
with heavy eyeliner and dark lips.

"I didn't tell you to stop, bitch; keep scrolling," ordered Frank.

Andrew looked up and then back down at the computer. The last photos
weren't very good, but they showed two women sucking off a man. He
remembered that night. Chelsea insisted on going out to a bar with them
both dressed in sexy outfits. She had picked up the guy and insisted
that Andrew join in. He was drunk at the time and had no idea there were
photos of the event.

"Chelsea said she taught you to be a good cocksucker. The man was very
pleased with your work," continued Frank. "Oh and it doesn't matter if
you only did it once. That is enough to make you a cock-sucking slut."

Andrew felt a growing panic inside his body.

"I also noticed that you two sucked off a black guy," continued Frank.
"I know how much Chelsea loves sucking my cock, and judging by your
enthusiasm in these photos you must like it too."

"It wasn't my idea," said Andrew meekly.

"I don't care; you sucked his cock. Chelsea isn't very big and not that
strong, so if she was able to dominate you into sucking cock, you must
be a real sissy," continued Frank.

"So what do you want?" asked Andrew cautiously.

"Your total obedience, bitch," he replied. "Inside the suitcase is
everything you need to transform yourself into a sexy slut. I want you
to take your time and do it right. The directions are in the suitcase.
Chelsea provided me with the outfit, so everything should fit. I will
wait out here."

"You can't be serious," stammered Andrew.

"I'm very serious, bitch. After you're dressed, I will explain more to
you. Now, are you going to cooperate with me or do I have to force you?"
he asked.

Andrew looked back in fear. He quickly realized that Frank could easily
overpower him.

Frank laughed.

"I don't need to beat you up. If you refuse to dress up, I will send
these photos out to the world. Chelsea has given me a sizable list of
your friends, family and business contacts," he stated. "And from now
on, you will call me 'Daddy.' Is that clear, bitch?"

Andrew stared back for a moment before nodding.

"Well, what is it, bitch?" asked Frank.

"Yes ... Daddy," he replied weakly.

"Good, then get to work, bitch," ordered Frank.



Chapter 4

As he opened the suitcase, Andrew couldn't believe that Chelsea had done
this to him. He knew she could be petty at times, but this was well
beyond that.

He unpacked the large bag and set the clothes on the bed. The outfit was
all black, including the lingerie. Next he read the instructions and was
amazed by how detailed they were.

Andrew read the first sentence and then found the bottle of hair removal
solution. It was a good thing that the instructions gave him information
about how to use it, as the bottle appeared to be in Chinese.

Andrew went into the bathroom and coated his entire body with the
strongly scented cream from his face down to his toes. The instructions
stated to keep it on for twenty minutes, which seemed long, but he
followed them verbatim. There was a strong tingling over his body, but
it wasn't painful. What was strange was that the sensation of tingling
spread all the way up to the top of his head, even though he was careful
not to spread the cream higher than his beard.

After twenty minutes, he stepped into the shower. The instructions were
to make the water as hot as he could stand it.

When he stepped out of the shower, his skin felt so soft. He then
noticed that, besides the lack of hair, his body looked different. While
he had never been tanned, he was now very pale. His whole body was the
same very light complexion. The main things that stood out were his
bright blue eyes, his lips which now looked very pink, and his nipples,
which were much darker.

He could only shake his head in disbelief at the changes. There was
nothing to do but move on with the rest of the instructions.



Chapter 5

Two hours later, Andrew walked out his bed room. He was dressed now in a
black mini-dress, fishnet stockings, and knee-high, high heel boots. His
makeup was done heavy to give him a Goth girl look, with dark heavy eye
shadow and eyeliner, lots of mascara, blush and dark red lipstick. To
complete the look, he wore a spiked platinum blond wig. Additionally,
he had on several silver rings, bracelets and a necklace.

Frank was sitting on the couch and clapped slowly.

"Very impressive," he stated. "Your makeup isn't bad."

"Thanks," he replied.

"That's 'thanks, Daddy'. The next time you forget, I will put you over
my knee, bitch," he snapped.

Andrew lowered his head.

"Yes, Daddy," replied Andrew.

"See how easy it is to submit. It comes very natural to you, doesn't
it?" he asked.

"Yes, Daddy," he replied fighting back tears.

"Now come and sit next to me, Pearl," ordered Frank.

"What do you mean, Daddy?" asked Andrew.

"With your pale complexion, it's a very fitting name. Besides, Andrew
doesn't fit you anymore; it's a male name, and you are no longer male,"
he stated.

Frank held up Andrew's wallet.

"You won't need this anymore, and besides the ID doesn't match you now.
I will ensure that you get the proper replacements."

Frank saw the fear in Andrew's eyes and smiled.

"This isn't dress up, my pet; this is now your life," he stated as he
took photos of Andrew. "More fodder for the file, should you disobey me.
Now, what is your name?"

Andrew felt like crying. He had submitted so easily, just as Chelsea had
taken control of him.

"Please, Daddy," he begged.

"No slut, no begging. Tell me your fucking name!" demanded Frank.

"It's, it's Pearl."

"And what are you? Are you a man?" he taunted. "You don't look like
one."

"I'm a, I'm a woman," replied Pearl.

"Not yet, you're a sissy, let me hear you say it," ordered Frank.

"I'm a sissy, Daddy," replied Pearl as she fought back tears.

"Very good, bitch," he replied. "Oh, and it's okay to cry, you're no
longer a man. That life is over."

Pearl felt a tear run down her cheek, and she wiped it away.

Frank then played back Pearl's words, which he was recording on the
laptop.

"Don't worry. I won't out you, if you do as I ask. Of course, in time
you'll out yourself," he said. "Now, come sit by me, my pet. I have a
present for you."

Pearl nodded and slowly walked over to Frank.

"How do you like your new titties?" he asked.

Pearl looked down the huge silicon breast pads that were in her bra.

"They're very big; they're hard to get used to, Daddy," she replied.

"Well, I like big tits on my girls, so you better get used to them," he
replied.

"Yes, Daddy," she replied.

All she could hope for was that this would only last this evening.

She sat down next to Frank.

"Close your eyes bitch," he ordered.

Pearl sighed and did as he ordered.

"Yes, Daddy," she replied.

"Very good! In time, you won't have to think about replying. It will
come out automatically," he replied.

Pearl sat there for a moment, and then she felt something cold around
her neck followed by a loud metallic click.

"Open your eyes now," ordered Frank.

She did as he ordered.

Around her neck was a thin metal collar. She reached up and couldn't
feel a clasp. There was a ring attached to the front.

"It's locked in place, and there's no way you will be able to remove
it," he said. "It's a symbol that you are now my property. People in the
scene will know what it means. They will know you are a slave, even when
I'm not leading you around on a leash."

"Why are you doing this to me, Daddy?" she asked.

"You are just the latest to be added to my stable. I have owned many
slaves. I have also lost interest in most of them and have either sold
them off or given them jobs in my clubs. Slaves make excellent
employees," he explained. "However, I have always wanted a sissy white
boy to turn into a totally depraved sex slave. When Chelsea shared with
me what she had done to you, I knew this was too good of an opportunity
to pass up."

Pearl felt ill, as she absorbed his words.

"Chelsea is going to be my wife and have my c***dren. You will be my
sexual outlet, as there are things a man cannot do with his wife. You
will be feminized completely and eventually undergo a sex change -- when
I tire of you being a sissy that is. One of the benefits of having a
she-male for a mistress is that you cannot get pregnant. Chelsea
understands that I have a high sex drive and like to explore my dark
side. She has agreed to let me use you as an outlet for these desires."

Pearl stared back in shock, trying to come up with a way out of this
nightmare.

"You will continue to do your job, for the time being anyway. The fact
that you don't actually meet with your clients allows this. At the same
time, I will transform you into a very beautiful and very feminine
slave," he continued. "I'm afraid the next few days will be rather
traumatic for you, as I jumpstart your change. This is necessary so you
give up all thoughts of escape. You are no longer Andrew Marx, you are
Pearl Andrews, and the sooner you accept this fact, the easier your life
will be. Now, I don't want to hear any begging or pleading. Your fate
has been sealed."

Pearl lowered her head in defeat. She had no idea how to get out of this
dilemma.

"Okay, before we go out, I want to see if you can suck cock like Chelsea
said you can," stated Frank as he unzipped his pants.

He pulled out his erect cock which was nearly eight inches long.

"Get on your knees, bitch, and suck my cock," he ordered. "Don't make me
tell you twice."

Pearl sighed and slipped down on her knees in front of Frank's cock.

"Okay, bitch, get started," he ordered.

Pearl saw no way out and leaned over and began to kiss and lick Frank's
large cock.

"Yeah, that's right," he moaned as he leaned back.

For a moment she debated fighting back, but realized that it would be
futile. Even if she managed to escape, what good would it do? She was
dressed as a slut and had nowhere to go. She accepted the inevitable and
began to take his cock into her mouth.

Slowly she took it in, inch by inch. The last guy she had sucked off was
much smaller than Frank, but eventually she was able to take him all the
way in. She then began to slowly pump his cock in and out of her mouth.

"Yeah, that's good. No one can suck cock like a white shemale slut,"
moaned Frank as he placed his hands over the back of her head. "You know
what makes a man feel good, bitch."

Pearl began to suck him off faster. Partly because she wanted it to end,
but also because she felt a terrifying sensation -- she was becoming
aroused by what she was doing.

She picked up speed and found that it was working, as Frank began to
force her head up and down.

"Oh yeah, that's good, make me cum slut," he cried out.

He then let out a loud cry of sexual pleasure, and she felt his hot cum
fill her mouth. He held her head down, and she had no choice but to
swallow his cum. As she did, he pumped more into her mouth.

"Damn, you're even better than Chelsea said you were," he said. "Suck it
all, bitch, swallow it all. Show me how much you love black cock. Admit
it, Pearl, you are a white slut who loves black cock, and soon you will
be addicted to it, craving your next fix of my cum."

His verbal abuse only made her more aroused, and these mixed feelings
both ashamed and excited her.

For Frank, it was a dream come true. He had long wanted to transform a
white man into a totally submissive white sex-toy. When Chelsea had told
him about Andrew, he knew he couldn't pass up this opportunity. Yes, he
was moving fast, but he knew that he had to make it impossible for Pearl
to become Andrew ever again. This would involve both physical and mental
domination. So far, Pearl was submitting to his demands, but he had to
break her will quickly.

"Very good bitch. Now, go clean yourself up," he ordered. "But before
you do, I want you to tell me how much you love black cock and that you
want to be my slut. Tell your Daddy that you want me to transform you
from a man into a white slut-slave. Be creative and I won't punish you."

Pearl looked up, as she licked cum off her lips.

"Daddy, I want to be your white slut. Please turn me into a sexy woman
who craves black cock," she stated.

She then described how much she loved sucking her master's cock for the
next few minutes.

Frank smiled, as Pearl did as he ordered.

"Good girl. Now, go clean up and reapply your makeup."



Chapter 6

Frank inspected Pearl and was very pleased.

"You did well," he stated.

"Thank you, Daddy," she replied meekly.

Inside she hoped that this would be just a one-time event, but deep-
down, she knew that her life was about to become a living nightmare.

"Oh, before we go out I have something to show you," he stated as he
showed her his laptop. "I think it came out quite well, considering I
only had a few minutes to create it."

Pearl felt a sickening sensation, as she watched a video of her sucking
his cock. The video ended with her begging to be turned into a slut.
Frank had edited out his orders, to make it look like it was all her
idea.

"Don't worry, my pet. This is just a tool to ensure that you stay
compliant. If you give me any trouble, it will be sent out, and as you
know, once something is out online it's out there forever. Notice I put
your phone number at the end of the video. If I do send it out, you'll
get all sorts of new customers, and they won't want help with their
computers. Oh, I have already forwarded it to my account, so this isn't
the only copy," he explained. "Now, let's get going; we have much to
do."

"You mean you're taking me out, dressed like this, Daddy?" she asked.

"Sure, why not? In time, it will seem quite natural for you. I know your
outfit is revealing, but it suits you. Now, let's go," he ordered. "Of
course, if you want to stay here, you can. But I expect you'll get
plenty of calls regarding the video. I will send it out right now."

She fought back tears, as she nodded. It was all happening so quickly,
and she was giving in completely. With each step, she was being dragged
down even more.

"Good girl," he said as he handed her a leather jacket. "You might as
well get used to this. You're never going to dress as a man ever again.
I find the idea of shemales like you dressing as a man offensive. You
have forfeited the right be a man, so you might as well accept wearing
dresses and skirts."



Chapter 7

They walked several blocks to his car. Pearl felt her face turn red, as
she endured the leers and comments from the men they passed. She was
actually glad that Frank was there, and she stayed close to him for
protection.

She was quite relieved when they reached Frank's car. He opened the door
for her, and she slipped inside.

"You did very well," he stated. "I'm very proud of you."

He then leaned over and gave her a deep kiss. She offered no resistance
and took his tongue into her mouth.

"Thank you, Daddy," she replied meekly.

She felt ashamed that she was becoming so submissive to him and also
that she was actually aroused by his actions.

"It's a good thing that I want you all for myself," he continued. "I
could easily find many men who would want to have sex with you,
especially after you've been altered. Those men on the street obviously
thought you're a whore."

Pearl felt a chill run up her spine and wondered what he meant by that.
However, she was too timid to ask.

Twenty minutes later, they pulled into the parking lot behind a salon.

"Go in and introduce yourself. They are expecting you and know what I
want done. Don't worry about the cost; I have it covered," he stated. "I
will be back before they are done. I have a few things to do."

Pearl stepped out of the car and began to walk towards the salon. She
turned and watched Frank drive away. For a moment, she debated leaving,
but again where would she go? She had no money, and he had the keys to
her place. And if she did leave, he would then release the video and
photos. She let out a sigh and headed into the salon.

A Hispanic woman greeted Pearl, as she entered the salon.

"Are you Pearl?" she asked.

"Yes, I am."

"Great, I've been waiting for you," she replied. "My name is Selena."

"Pleased to meet you," greeted Pearl.

"I must admit that Frank wasn't k**ding when he told me about you. This
is going to be very easy, as you already look quite feminine," she
replied. "Well, come with me, and we'll get started."

Selena walked over and locked the front door.

"You're my last client of the evening," she said as she led Pearl to the
back. "Did Frank tell you what he wanted?"

Pearl shook her head.

"Well you're in for a real treat then. By the time I'm done with you, no
one will suspect that you were once a man," she replied.

"Um, if you don't mind me asking, how long ago did you know about me?"
asked Pearl.

"A month ago," she replied as she led Pearl towards a salon chair. "Have
a seat and I'll take off your wig."

Pearl did as she was told. So Frank had been planning this out for at
least a month. He really was serious about this transformation.

"Not bad, you have nice hair," said Selena as she ran her fingers
through Pearl's hair. "Now, sit back and relax, I'm about to make you
stunning."



Chapter 8

"Well, you're done," said Selena. "What do you think?"

Pearl wasn't sure what to say as she looked at her reflection in the
full-length mirror.

Her hair was now in a very feminine punk style that surrounded her face,
and it was also now bleach blond.

"You look like you just came off the plane from Scandinavia," said
Selena. "With your pale skin and blond hair, you look quite stunning."

Pearl didn't reply, as she continued to study her new appearance. Her
eyebrows were pencil thin and highly arched. Additionally her lips were
now ticker and plumper due to the collagen injections.

Even though she was heavily made up, she knew that she would look very
feminine without makeup, due to the permanent makeup that Selena had
applied. She now had dark eyeliner and pink lips.

She looked down at her long nails. They were colored a very dark shade
of red. The same color was now on her toenails too.

"I can't believe that I'm looking at myself," commented Pearl.

"I know this must be traumatic for you, but Frank does care about you,"
interjected Selena.

Pearl turned and stared with disbelief at the woman.

"I've known him for years. Yes he's very dominant, but he's an excellent
master. He couldn't, and wouldn't, have done this to you, if there
wasn't a part of you that craves being transformed and controlled,"
stated Selena. "Yes, I know his methods are extreme, but in time you'll
fully accept them."

Pearl stared back in silence.

"I've only known you a short time, but I can tell that you're naturally
submissive. I was expecting some resistance from you, especially when I
applied the permanent makeup, but you didn't say a word. I know that,
due to what society says is normal, this is difficult to accept, but
you're going to be so happy as his girl," continued Selena. "In fact, if
he didn't want you, I would consider taking you for myself."

Before Pearl could reply there was a knock at the front door.

"That must be Frank," said Selena. "I know he's going to be so happy the
way you turned out."



Chapter 9

Frank drove Pearl back to her place.

"So what happens now, Daddy?" she asked.

"You do your job for now. Don't take on any new clients," he replied.
"The fact that you don't come into contact with your clients will be a
plus. And if you do, they will just assume that you work for Andrew."

Pearl nodded.

"I will pick you up tomorrow after lunch. We have some appointments to
keep," he continued.

"Um, how do you want me to dress, Daddy?' she asked.

"Very good, you're thinking ahead. I only want you to look like a bimbo,
not be dumb like one," he replied. "I'll show you what I want you to
wear."

Ten minutes later he led Pearl into her bedroom. She discovered that
while she was at the salon, Frank was replacing her wardrobe. All her
male clothing was replaced with dresses, skirts, blouses and tops.

Frank picked out an outfit for her to wear. It was a skirt, blouse and
pair of high heels.

"You'll look sexy but respectable," he said. "For now you'll only wear
skirts and dresses, but in time I will let you wear jeans and shorts,
after your body had changed so that no one questions your gender ... not
that many would suspect you were once a man."

Pearl wanted to say that she was still a man, but she knew that it
wouldn't matter to him.

She stepped into the bathroom, and it looked like a young woman lived
there. The counter was covered in various cosmetics and other feminine
products.

"I will be replacing your furniture, too," he continued. "Along with
changes to the rest of the décor, it will make it more appropriate for a
woman."

"What will my landlord think, if he sees me, Daddy?" she asked.

He let out a hearty laugh.

"I don't understand," said Pearl with a look of confusion on her face.

"I think it's great. I bought the building last month," he replied with
a grin. "Yes my dear, your fate was sealed long before tonight. Now,
let's back out to the living room and talk."

She felt a chill go up her spine, as she absorbed his words.

"Yes, Daddy," she replied.



Chapter 10

Frank had Pearl sit next to him on the couch.

"Now, tell me the truth: you dressed as a woman long before you met
Chelsea, right?" he asked.

Pearl nodded.

"I suspected that. Did you ever tell Chelsea about it?"

"No, Daddy," she replied.

"Please tell me about it," he asked softly.

Pearl was taken aback by his gentle manner.

"It was back in high school. I was over at a friend's house for the
weekend. His parents were out of town, and he had the place to himself,"
she said.

"What was his name?" asked Frank.

"Steve," replied Pearl. "He was much bigger than me. He was on the
wrestling team."

"Go on," he said.

"Anyway, we were partying -- smoking pot and drinking beer -- and he
asked if I wanted to see some porn. I said sure, and he took me to the
den and put in a DVD," continued Pearl. "The movie started and at first
I thought it was a regular movie, but then I saw that the woman in the
video had a cock."

Frank smiled.

"As she had sex with the man, Steve pulled out his cock and began to
stroke it. I was shocked, but I couldn't take my eyes off him," said
Pearl.

"So you hadn't see another man erect?"

Pearl shook her head.

"Steve began to stare back at me. He motioned for me to come over to
him, and before I realized what I was doing, I was crawling towards him.
He nodded, as I began to take his cock into my mouth. As I sucked him,
he held my head down and called me his bitch," said Pearl.

"So he obviously knew you were submissive, even though you didn't fully
understand it," stated Frank.

"That's right, Daddy," she replied meekly.

"What else happened?"

Pearl sighed.

"I've never told anyone this before. It feels good to get it off my
chest," she replied. "Later, he led me upstairs and had me dress in his
mother's clothing. She had a very large wardrobe, including several
stylish wigs. I ended up spending most of the weekend dressed up as a
woman."

"And you were confused by this, right? You were ashamed by what was
happening and at the same time it felt strangely right, am I correct?"
asked Frank.

Pearl nodded.

"How long were you his girlfriend?" asked Frank.

"A few months," replied Pearl. "I was over at his home every weekend."

"Did you ever go out in public with him?"

"No, never, Daddy," she replied.

"Too bad. Well, you'll get plenty of time out and about now," he said.

"Um, Daddy, what do I do if someone does recognize me?" she asked.

"Tell them that you're transsexual and that you got tired of living your
life as a lie. Your life as a man is over; you need to accept that," he
said. "One of things we will be doing tomorrow is seeing my lawyer. I
have taken the initial steps to change your identity officially."

Pearl nodded. She should have been shocked, but it was becoming very
clear that he had spent a lot of time preparing to enslave her.

"So my name will be Pearl?" she asked. "I mean, legally."

"That is correct. It matches your fair complexion," he replied. "Well,
wash up and go to bed. You have had a long day. I will see you
tomorrow."

He then gave her a long deep kiss.



Chapter 11

The trip to the lawyer was very businesslike. Pearl obediently signed
many documents, including several powers of attorney, that gave Frank
legal control over her life. She had no choice but to obey.

Pearl was dressed in a tight blouse, short skirt and high heels. Her
makeup was less heavy than the previous night, but it still made her
look very sexy. Of course, the collar was still locked around her neck
showing that she was owned.

The lawyer was also African-American, and he was very pleased to see how
far Frank had feminized her. His name was Darryl Jackson.

"I'm very impressed how feminine she is, Frank. This is very hot, seeing
what was once a white man now a very sexy looking woman," he stated.

Frank nodded.

"Can you get me one of these? I would love to have one as my secretary,"
continued Darryl.

"That can be arranged," replied Frank. "I will have to find the right
candidate."

Darryl laughed.

"It will be worth it," he said. "It will be nice to have a sexy bitch
working for me that I don't have to worry about getting pregnant."

"So when will you have the documents finished?" asked Frank.

"A few weeks," replied Darryl. "But then she'll have a perfectly legal
identity as a woman. I'll have everything from a birth certificate to
driver license. I can get it done faster, but that will cost more."

"A few weeks is perfect," replied Frank. "Just think my dear, soon your
old life will be truly over."

Pearl sat there in stunned silence, as the idea that his male identity
and life had been so easily changed.

The next stop was a few miles away. Frank led Pearl inside to what
looked like a holistic clinic. A short thin woman came out and greeted
Frank as if they were old friends.

"Pearl, this is Chariya. She's originally from Thailand, and she has
helped many like you make the shift from male to female," he said.

"Pleased to meet you, Chariya," replied Pearl.

Chariya smiled back.

"Pleased to meet you Pearl," she replied. "I can see why Frank picked
you. You're already very feminine. Don't worry, I will complete what
nature left undone."

Pearl wondered what she was talking about, but knew better than to ask.
She was ashamed by how quickly she was becoming so subservient. The
urges had been strong before, but never like this.

Chariya then turned to Frank.

"Come back in three hours," she said. "That will give me plenty of time
to make her more acceptable.

Frank nodded, kissed Pearl and departed.

"Come with me," said Chariya.

Pearl was led to the back of the clinic and ordered to undress.

"Okay, my dear. I'm going to start you on a treatment that change's you
physically to give you a more feminine figure, but you probably already
suspected that. You'll see some changes today, but in the coming weeks
you'll develop a very feminine body," she explained. "First we'll start
by doing a purge of your body. There will be some discomfort, but it is
necessary. By doing this, the feminization process will go much faster."

"What do you want me to do?" asked Pearl.

Chariya smiled.

"Frank said you were very subservient. This will make my job much
easier," she said. "I will give you a drink. It will, how do I put this,
clean you out. Afterwards I will insert two plugs, one in your mouth and
one up your ass. A special solution will then be put into your body.
Initially, it will repress your male hormones and at the same time give
your body a huge injection of female hormones. Over time, it will change
your body's chemistry to one that it's closer to that of a woman. Yes,
you will still have your penis, and you will be able to achieve orgasm,
but it will be smaller and you will be sterile. You will also develop
breasts and other female curves. These changes won't happen instantly,
but it will happen much faster than standard hormonal treatments. It all
depends on your body chemistry."

Pearl nodded.

"Additionally you will be given a supply of special protein shakes. You
will have two a day. Don't worry, the flavor is quite pleasant. Anyway,
they will supplement the treatments you will get here," continued
Chariya.

"How often I will come here?" asked Pearl.

"Every week for the next few months. It all depends on your body
chemistry," said Chariya. "Well, let's get started."



Chapter 12

Pearl rested on an examination table with the two plugs in her body. To
her relief, the process was very relaxing. Chariya explained that the
solution had a mild natural sedative in it.

"You only have thirty more minutes," said Chariya as she looked at her
watch. "You're doing very well for your first time."

Pearl nodded as she sucked on the plug in her mouth. The flavor in the
fluid was both exotic and familiar, but she couldn't remember where she
had tasted it before.

"I've been doing this for years," said Chariya. "I learned the process
from my mother and grandmothers. They used it to help bargirls back in
Thailand. I decided to take my skills here."

Pearl listened, as Chariya told her about her company.

"There are two side effects that don't allow me to use this process for
more mainstream transformation. I mean, I'm sure that many transsexuals
would love the transformation of their bodies without harsh prescription
d**gs. However, the process does make the user more submissive and
obedient. This won't be a huge issue for you, as you are already very
subservient," said Chariya. "The bargirls back in Thailand don't mind
either."

Pearl stared back as she took in the fluid.

"The other effect is also popular with the working girls; it increases
your sexual drive. You will find that you crave sexual activity. You
won't be a nymphomaniac, or anything that bad, but you'll love sex.
Frank is particularly looking forward to this," she continued. "He will
be able to transform and train you to crave sex with him. Soon, you'll
do things that would shock you without a second thought."

Pearl listened and wondered what sort of things Frank would train her to
do.

"I know this must sound scary right now, but soon you will accept this
as part of your life as if you have always been this way," she
continued. "In a way, it's a blessing, as you won't have to deal with
guilt or shame."

Pearl wondered if Chariya was right.



Chapter 13

"How do you feel?" asked Frank.

They were in his car after leaving Chariya's clinic.

"Very relaxed, Daddy," she replied honestly.

"Very good," he replied. "Oh, I have stocked your fridge with the
shakes. You have a month's supply."

"Thank you," she replied automatically.

"Did you notice any changes in your body?" he asked.

"My nipples seem slightly swollen," she replied.

"Good. I'm pleased to hear that," he replied. "Chariya feels that you
should soon have very large breasts. It will be good that you won't need
those pads."

"Yes, Daddy," she replied.

"What did you think of the process?" he asked.

Pearl told him about the flavor of the fluid, and he nodded knowingly.

"You have been getting small doses for the past few months. You never
changed your locks, after you broke up with Chelsea, and she gave me the
key. This allowed me to prep your body, so that once you went on the
full treatment the changes would happen quickly," explained Frank. "As I
said, your fate was sealed, as soon as Chelsea told me about you."

Pearl nodded submissively.

"We have one more stop to make, before I take you back to your place.
Oh, I also brought in some new furniture for you," he continued, "along
with some other things, but you'll see all that in a while."

"Thank you, Daddy," she again replied automatically.

She knew that she would find out soon what he was talking about.

Ten minutes later, they stopped in front of a tattoo and piercing
parlor.

Pearl let out a gasp, and Frank laughed.

"Don't worry my dear. I'm not going to cover your body with ink, but I
have some additions to your body that are necessary," he explained. "I
need to emphasize that you are my property. This doesn't mean that I
will abuse you, but you are not my lover or girlfriend, rather you are
my sex slave. I own you; you belong to me, and I will control all
aspects of your life from now on. Look at everything that I have done in
the past few days, and how helpless you have been to prevent it. In fact
you crave control; you want to surrender to me."

Pearl found herself nodding.

"Yes, Daddy," she replied.

"It's good that you fear the changes in your life, but soon you will
accept them. Now, let's go inside," he stated.

Chapter 14

"Well, what do you think?" asked Victor, the man who owned the salon. He
was a burly, heavily tattooed Latino with a shaved head.

"Very good work. I'm very impressed with the code you put on her back,"
stated Frank.

"I've done quite a few of them lately. The code is the one you requested
that registered her as your property," stated Victor.

Pearl looked in the mirror at the tramp stamp tattoo over her ass. The
pattern was floral, but in the center was a computer scan. She learned
that the code identified her as Frank's sex slave and that she had been
entered in worldwide online database.

"If you have any trouble with the piercings, just come on back in. As
long as she follows the directions, there shouldn't be any infection.
But that's what I love about piercing sex slaves, they are so obedient.
I wish my regular customers followed directions as well," said Victor.

Pearl looked in the mirror at her new piercings. Her tongue now had a
stud in it, and she had a ring in her nostril. She had several new studs
in each ear too. Looking down, she saw the ring in her navel, and the
last ring, the one that ran through the head of her clitty, as she was
now directed to call it.

"Once her breasts come in, I want her nipples pierced," added Frank.

"Of course," replied Victor. "That won't be a problem. Will you get any
additional ink?"

"Not at the moment," replied Frank. "Why? Do you have any suggestions?"

Victor grinned.

"How about a heart with 'I love Black Cock', instead of 'Love', on her
ass cheek? Just low enough that when she's dressed in a short skirt it
will show, should her skirt flip up," he suggested. "And maybe 'white
sissy slut' on the other?"

Frank smiled back. "I will consider your suggestion. In time, she may
even beg me for something like that."

"A white sissy needs to be constantly reminded of their place in the
world; going from being a white man to submissive feminized cock-sucker
must be deeply humiliating," said Victor. "One of the good things about
that cock ring is that it pretty much makes it necessary for her to sit
to pee, just like a real girl."

Pearl felt her face turning red as she blushed

"Does she like serving you and sucking your big black cock?" asked
Victor.

Pearl suspected that Frank had put the man up to what he was saying, or
at least she hoped so.

"Well, Pearl, do you love my black cock?" asked Frank.

"Very much so, Daddy," she replied automatically.

"And you love sucking it, right?" he asked with a grin.

"Yes, Daddy," she replied softly.

"And would you suck Victor's cock, if I ordered you to?" he asked.

"Um, yes, of course, Daddy," she replied cautiously.

"Very good," he replied. "I won't make you do it today, as you need time
to heal."

Victor flashed a big smile.

"I'd love to see how talented she is. White shemales are the best
cocksuckers in the world," continued Victor. "They know what feels good
and are so submissive that they don't protest or complain."

"I agree, that's why I'm making her my slave," replied Frank. "Okay my
pet, get dressed. I need to take you home."



Chapter 15

Pearl was to have one additional surprise that day. She found that while
she was out, Frank had made many changes to her place.

She looked at the fully stocked bar that was now in the corner of the
living room.

"Part of your duties will be to see to all my needs and desires," said
Frank as he watched her inspect the bottles of expensive liquor. "I will
teach you what I like."

"Yes, Daddy," she replied.

"Come, let's look at your bedroom," he said.

Pearl walked into her bedroom, but no longer recognized it. Everything
was different. The walls were no longer white. They were now covered
with very feminine floral wallpaper. The windows had matching pink
curtains. The art of the walls was very erotic in nature with images of
men and women having sex.

The bed was now a large canopy bed. As she looked at the posts she could
see metal rings firmly attached. It didn't take a genius to know what
they were for.

The sheets on the bed were silk and pink in color. The bedspread was a
bright floral pattern. As she looked around the room, she took in the
other changes. There was now a makeup table in the corner of the room,
where her desk had been.

There was a large wooden chest at the foot of the bed. It was propped
open, and when she looked inside she saw that it was filled with sex
toys and bondage equipment.

"Well, what do you think? Be honest!" he asked.

"It looks like it belongs in a whorehouse," she blurted.

Frank laughed.

"That's the look I was going for, my dear. I decided 'what better way
for you to accept what you are than to have a room that is a constant
reminder of your new status'," he said. "For the time being, your work
area out in the living room will stay as it is. In time, I suspect that
you'll want a new line of work -- one more fitting," he said.
"Eventually I will have the ceiling mirrored."

"What do you mean by my new line of work, Daddy?" she asked nervously.

"I'm not much of a day person. I prefer the night, and so that means
that you too will become a night person. It fits your pale complexion
too," he explained. "I may have you become a barmaid in one of my clubs,
but that's nothing you need to worry about right now."

Pearl remembered the way the women employees were dressed in the club
where she had met Frank. They wore very skimpy and revealing outfits.

"Now, you need to change for dinner. Go with the short, black silk dress
and heels," said Frank. "Make yourself sexy for me."



Chapter 16

Pearl could feel the stares of the other guests in the restaurant, as
she was escorted by Frank to their table. She wondered how many of them
knew she was his slave. From the way they were looking at her, it was
obvious that many must have thought she was an escort or worse.

Frank leaned over and gave her a long passionate kiss.

"Get used to it," he whispered. "People see a sexy white woman with a
man like me, and they can't help but stare."

Pearl nodded.

During dinner, Frank brought up her crossdressing experiences back when
she had been in high school.

"You said that you were Steve's girlfriend for several months, right?"
asked Frank.

"Yes, that's right. I was with him several times a week," she replied.
"When I'd arrive, he'd lead me up to his room. There would be an outfit
laid out for me to wear. He would leave me to get dressed and do my
makeup, and I'd go downstairs to meet him."

"What sorts of outfits?" asked Frank. "You mentioned that he had you
wear his mother's clothes."

"At first, it was one of her dresses or a skirt and blouse. But he got
some things that were more suitable for a teenage girl. He even got one
of the high school cheerleader uniforms for me to wear," she admitted.

"Really? I would have loved to see that," said Frank.

"I wore it the first night he fucked me," she admitted.

"So up to then all you had done was suck his cock?" asked Frank in a low
voice.

"Yes, that's right," she replied.

"Did you wear a wig that night?"

She shook her head.

"My hair was long enough to put into pigtails with ribbons, that was his
idea too," she admitted. "Anyway, I dressed up as a slutty cheerleader,
and at first it was the same thing, we'd kiss and then I'd get him hard
and give him oral. This time he decided that he wanted to fuck me."

"How was it?"

"I was too scared to enjoy it. Don't get me wrong, he didn't **** me or
anything like that, I gave in willingly. But it was the first time I had
a cock up in me like that," she said.

"You'll be taking me soon," said Frank. "In the chest are dildos and
lubricant. You need to start practicing, to get your body ready for me."

Pearl nodded.

"Scared?' he asked.

"A little. Your cock is so big," she replied softly.

"You'll get used to it. You obviously like sex with a man, you were very
good at sucking me off," he said.

Pearl glanced around to see if anyone could hear them.

"Soon you'll be sucking me often," he continued. "I love getting oral,
and Chelsea has other things on her mind. She's pregnant with my c***d,
and yes, I plan on marrying her. I know this may sound funny, but there
are things that I don't feel comfortable doing to her now. I read
stories about how mob members always had mistresses so they could do
things with them that they couldn't do to their wives."

"I understand, Daddy," she replied.

"So you'll get a lot of sexual attention not that you'll mind," he said.

Pearl nodded.

Frank smiled back at her.

"I have a few more questions for you. Chelsea told you didn't have much
of a family life. Tell me about that," he ordered.

Pearl took a deep breath and sighed.

"Not much of a family life? That's an understatement. At least I don't
have to worry about upsetting any of them with all this. My mom is a, to
put it bluntly, a slut. She had many 'boyfriends' as I grew up, most of
whom barely knew I existed," said Pearl.

"What about your father?" asked Frank.

"Never met him. And to be honest, I doubt that my mother really knew who
he was," replied Pearl.

"I see," replied Frank. "So did any of her lovers stick around for a
while?"

"There was one; he was there for a couple of years," replied Pearl.

"When was this?" he asked.

"When I was in high school," she replied.

"What was his name?" asked Frank.

"Chuck," she replied.

"And was this what you called him?" he asked.

Pearl nodded.

"So this was when you were with Steve, right?"

Pearl nodded again.

"Did you dress at home?" he asked.

"Sometimes," she replied.

"And did you ever get caught?" he asked.

Pearl sighed.

"Yes, by Chuck," she replied. "He didn't actually catch me dressed; he
found some photos of me dressed on my computer. I came home one day, and
he was waiting for me. He told me what he'd found and ordered me to go
up to my room. I found an outfit laid out on my bed."

"What was it?" asked Frank.

"It was a school girl uniform: a short plaid skirt, white blouse, knee
socks and patent leather shoes," she replied.

"And you obeyed?" asked Frank.

Pearl nodded.

"Of course you did," replied Frank. "And did he fuck you?"

"We had sex many times, over the next few months," she said. "Eventually
he left Mom, and that was the last time I saw him."

"See, you were meant to be a slut," said Frank.

"I know that now, Daddy," she replied.

"Have you been with a man since then?" he asked.

"Just the one that I was with in the photo that Chelsea showed you,"
replied Pearl.

"Very good. Now, I'll be out of town for a week. When I get back, I
want you ready to take me," he continued.

"I will be ready," she replied, not sure if she would be.

"I know you will," he replied. "Now, if you need anything, don't
hesitate to call me."



Chapter 17

Back at her place, Pearl discovered that Frank had bought her numerous
sex toys to train her body to take his cock. One was a very realistic
looking cock which looked identical to Frank's erection. She then
noticed the note from Frank telling her that it was modeled after his
own cock, and he had it made especially for her.

She put it down with the other sex toys and stared at them for several
minutes. She really didn't want to use them, but she knew that she had
no other choice. Her old life was almost over. Yes, she still had her
job, but she suspected that he would soon end that too. It was obvious
that he was grooming her for something less intellectual. And if she was
going to be his full-time concubine, then she wouldn't have time to
devote to her job.

She then began to wonder if Frank was behind the gradual slowdown in her
business. Being he had put her on the hormonal solution months ago, it
made sense.

In a way, it was just as well. Her heart wasn't in her business now,
especially the way she looked. There was something else -- maybe it was
just her imagination -- but she found it difficult to concentrate on
anything else besides the way she looked and on sex. She wondered if the
solution that was physically changing her body also had an effect on her
mind too.

With that, she began to undress, so she could complete her training for
her master.



Chapter 18

Pearl was shocked by how fast her body was changing. Yes, her breasts
were still small, but she could see growth almost daily. Her nipples
showed the fastest growth. Additionally, they had become very sensitive,
and she found herself playing with them often.

To fill her days, she worked on her remaining contracts -- in between
using the sex toys to prepare her body for Frank.

In the middle of the week, she got a phone call from one of her clients.
He had an emergency and begged her to meet him and troubleshoot his
computer. He was getting ready for a big presentation and was desperate.

Pearl said she would call him back shortly, and as soon as she hung up,
she called Frank.

"Tell me about him," ordered Frank.

"His name is Miguel, and he's been a client for a few years," replied
Pearl. "However we've only met in person once or twice."

"Good. What does he look like?" asked Frank.

"He's in his forties, pretty good shape, slightly shorter than you," she
replied.

"Would you consider him handsome?"

"I guess so," she replied.

"Good, then you will meet with him. When you call him up, tell him that
your assistant, Pearl, will help him," said Frank.

She knew that arguing would be useless.

"Yes, Daddy," she replied.

"Make yourself look ... sexy and accessible," he continued. "And if he
comes on to you, give in to your inner slut."

She paused for a moment, before telling him that she would obey.



Chapter 19

Pearl walked up to the hotel door and knocked. The door immediately
opened and she saw Miguel standing there.

"Are you Pearl?" he asked anxiously.

"Yes," she replied.

Miguel stood in the doorway, running his eyes up and down Pearl's body.

She was dressed in a short plaid skirt, a tight top and thigh high
boots. Her makeup was done to make her look Goth, and she used hair
products to give her a more alternative style. She had decided to go for
an alternative sexy geek look, and judging by the way Miguel was staring
at her, it had worked.

"May I come in and see the computer?" she asked.

"Um, I'm sorry. Yes, please come in," he replied.

Pearl followed him in and sat down in front of the computer.

"I have a huge sales presentation and the files won't load," he said as
he stood next to her.

"Yes, Andrew told me about it," she replied. "Why don't you sit down and
let me take a look, okay?"

She then flashed a smile at him.

"Sure," he replied.

"It's okay, I'm very good ... with computers too," she continued.

Okay, she thought, if that wasn't obvious enough then nothing was going
to happen.

As she suspected, the problem was pretty simple, and in less than an
hour she had everything working. She would have been done sooner, but
she was distracted by the way Miguel was staring at her. At first it was
because he was worried about his computer, but then she could tell that
he was lusting after her. The idea that he found her sexually
attractive, made her very aroused. Maybe Frank was right; maybe she was
a natural slut.

"There! Everything is fixed," she replied.

Miguel came over to confirm that he could call up the files he needed.

Pearl also noticed that he was looking down her top.

"Thank you," he replied. "I had my doubts when you came in."

"Why? Don't you think that a woman can fix a computer?" she asked
playfully. "Or is the way that I'm dressed?"

He nodded.

"It's okay," she replied. "I don't mind."

"Really?' he asked.

"No, I like the way I look. Andrew doesn't care anymore either," she
replied.

"How long have you been working for him?" asked Miguel as he wrote out a
check.

"A few months, but we've known each other for years," she replied.

"Oh, are you ... um," he asked.

"No, we're not dating," she interjected.

"I'm sorry, that was too personal," he replied as he handed her the
check.

"It's okay," she countered. "So is there anything else I can do for
you?"

He was standing in front of her. She could see that he had an erection
through his trousers.

"What do you have in mind?" he asked.

There was a wicked grin on his face, as he stared back at her.

"I know what I'd like you to do for me," he continued as he rubbed his
crotch.

Pearl moved closer, and he took her into his arms and gave her a long
kiss.

As they kissed, she began to rub his erect cock through this trousers.

"I'd hate to see this go to waste," she cooed.

Miguel smiled back, as he nodded.

"Well, who am I to argue with you?" he replied.

He then sat down on the couch.

Pearl knelt down, immediately undid his pants, and pulled his cock out.
It shocked her how easy this all was. She then leaned forward and took
his cock into her mouth.

Miguel let out a moan, as his cock slid into her mouth. He had been
lusting after her the whole time she had been working, but he never
thought that he would actually have sex with her. He placed his hands on
her head and guided it as she sucked him.

Pearl instinctively knew that it wouldn't take long to get him off. The
man had been lusting after her, the whole time she worked on his
computer.

Moment later, Miguel let out a loud moan as he came.



Chapter 20

"Very good," said Frank over the phone. "You were very professional in
both aspects. If I ever tire of you, I think you'll make a first class
escort."

"Really?" she asked nervously.

"Yes, but don't worry your little mind. I want you as mine, right now.
This was just a test to see how well you obey me. It also reaffirms in
your mind that you are a slut and that this has always been inside you.
Am I right?" he asked. "I didn't turn you into a slut, I just unleashed
the real you."

Pearl paused for a moment and thought about how easily she had given in
to Miguel.

"Yes, you are right, Daddy. I know that now," she replied.

"Tell me what you are," he ordered.

"I'm a slut; I am your property; I am your slave," she replied.

"Very good! When I get back, you can show me. I want you to pick me up
at the airport. You will be dressed scantily, so that anyone who sees
you will know what type of girl you are."

"Yes, Daddy," she replied.

"When is your next treatment with Chariya?' he asked.

"Today, Daddy," she replied.

"Good. You should see a rapid change in your body," he said.

"Yes, Daddy," she replied.

"Oh, I'm texting you a website; please take a look at it, when you can,"
he said as hung up.

A short time later, Pearl was looking at the website. She was both
shocked and aroused to see that the video of her sucking Frank's cock
had not only been posted online, but that it had hundreds of comments.

Pearl found herself reading the comments, and as she did she began to
rub her nipples. She knew that she should have been angry or embarrassed
by what she was reading, but instead she was becoming very excited.
There she was, posted online as the property of a dominant man. The
comments ranged from those who found her attractive to those who offered
suggestions on how to further feminize and enslave her. Many of the
posts made offers to buy her.

Glancing at her watch, she realized that she had to get going for her
next treatment, which would make her body even more feminine. A smile
appeared on her face, as she realized that soon her body would be even
sexier.



Chapter 21

Chariya nodded knowingly, as Pearl told her about how different she
felt.

"I told you this would happen" said Chariya.

"Yes, I know, but to be honest I didn't believe it," replied Pearl as
she undressed.

"Well, if Frank ever tires of you I can definitely use you," said
Chariya. "Especially if you still have your cock."

"What do you mean?" asked Pearl.