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The Prenuptial Agreement- part one by Henry Green "I can't take it anymore! I know that bastard is going to divorce me! I can see the signs! I can't remember the last time that we've had sex! He says he is working late at night. I know he's fucking that air head secretary of his!" Janet was frantic. If Steve divorced him she would be left with almost nothing. Janet's friend Sue was quick to reply. "Calm down Janet. I'm sure it isn't that bad. Besides how do you know that he is screwing his secretary?" "After that asshole Steve goes to sleep I go into the bathroom and look in the laundry hamper. I've examined his underwear. The cum stains are unmistakable. I've even smelled them. The smell of pussy is also unmistakable. We haven't been doing it, so it isn't my pussy. He is obviously fucking someone else. His secretary is just his type, young, stupid and drop-dead gorgeous!" Sue shrugged her head. "I guess you're right he's obviously fucking someone else." After a brief pause she added, "So divorce the guy! If he is such an asshole you're better off without him. Besides he's rich! I'm sure your share of the divorce settlement would make you very rich!" Janet nodded her head no. "That's the problem! Before we got married I signed a prenuptial agreement. If we divorce I get absolutely nothing!" "Those things aren't worth the paper they are printed on! Any good lawyer can break one without any problem." Again Janet nodded her head no. "In the past that was true but not anymore. The courts are not overturning them anymore. Besides, he hired some top notch lawyers. They left no stones unturned. They've included every contingency. I've already had a lawyer friend of mine look at the agreement. She thinks it is iron-clad!" Sue could believe it. After another moment of thought she asked, "What if the asshole were to 'accidentally' die?" Again she shook her head, "No good. He has it set up so that if he dies, under any circumstances, then I get nothing!" Sue's questions continued. Finally Janet said, "Look it is hopeless! The only way to void the agreement is for him to do it himself! He has to go to the lawyers' office in person and cancel it! It has to be him. They've set up elaborate tests to make sure it is him and not an impersonator. It includes fingerprints and voiceprints. Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if they've included retinal scanning and DNA testing!" An idea was forming in Sue's head. She mulled it over for a few seconds more before she said, "Hmm. So HE can cancel it himself!" After a few more seconds of thought Sue continued, "The answer is simple! All we have to do is get him to cancel it himself." Janet gasped, "Are you crazy? There is no way that he would just go to the lawyers and cancel it!" "I'm not so sure. I've heard about some people who can help . These people are involved in behavior modification. I think that for a price they would be willing to 'modify' Steve to the point so that he would be willing to cancel the agreement. Janet still couldn't believe what she was hearing. "I don't believe it. He is to strong willed and selfish. I don't think anything could get him to change his mind like that." After a slight pause, "Besides, how do you know about something like this?" Sue hesitated before she continued. She knew that what she was telling her friend was a very well kept secret. She tried to make it sound like some sort myth. "Well, as you know, unlike you I'm bisexual. . In some of my lesbian relationships I've run into some very dominant women. Some of them also have husbands or boyfriends, and they enjoy feminizing them. Some of these men don't want to be feminized. There is apparently a group of women who specialize in feminizing these men against their will. They modify their behavior. After they are finished these men are turned into willing slaves. They will do anything these women tell them to. They even love being feminized." Janet just shook her head. "No way!" Sue knew allot more than she was letting on to. A very good friend of hers was actively involved with this organization. Sue was young and extremely attractive. She had even on several occasions helped trap a potential victim by allowing herself to be picked up at a local bar. She knew that most men were a sucker for a good looking women with a friendly smile and a short skirt. After another brief pause, Sue decided to tell her a little more. Most of it was true. Sue nodded yes. "Oh yes! I've seen at least one of these men myself! By day he is a very successful executive. A real aggressive SOB! But after he gets home his whole personality changes. He dresses in very sexy bras and panties under a FrenchMaid outfit. He has been turned into his wife's submissive feminized panty slave." Sue now had her attention. "Tell me more." Again most of what she said was true. "His wife is very pretty. She has always been bisexual, but he didn't know this. She also has always had a real kinky dominant streak. She married him for his money, no prenuptial agreement, I might add! Shortly after they were married she tried to get more aggressive with him and control their sex play. He would have none of it! Finally she had enough and got some help and viola! Within two weeks she had a willing sexual slave, one that craved her soiled panties!" "If you could pull that one off I'd really owe you one. The thought of Steve craving my panties is making me wet!" Sue said, "Maybe you've got more lesbian tendencies then you thought. Let me see what I can do." As soon as Janet left Sue made a phone call. "It's Sue. I know someone who I think could use your help." Sue gave the details. The voice on the other end said, "It sounds promising. We'll need to do some checking on our own before we do anything." Sue answered, "I think you should hurry, I don't think she has much time." Two weeks later Janet received a phone call. It was mid-morning, Steve was at work . "Hello, may I speak to Janet please." "This is Janet, what can I do for you?" "I got your name from a friend of a friend. She said you could use my help." It had been so long that Janet had almost forgotten about her conversation with Sue. After a week had gone by and nothing happened, she assumed that Sue's story was pure fiction. Janet said, "Look Miss, I have no idea what you are talking about!" "Is this Janet Young?" "Yes this is." "You do have a friend named Sue Sonney?" "Yes I do." "It was my understanding that you two talked about your marriage troubles and how a change in your husband Steve so could lead to a much happier marriage for you. Am I mistaken?" Suddenly Janet realized what this was about. Her conversation with Sue came flooding back. "Yes we did. But I assumed that she was exaggerating a bit. I really didn't think that anything like that could really happen." "Tell me exactly what she told you." Janet retold the story about forced feminization and behavior modification that Sue had told her two weeks earlier. When she was done she asked, "I really didn't believe that you exist." "Let me assure you that we do indeed exist and that what your friend has told you is basically correct. I represent an organization that would like to help you." Janet was still skeptical. She had a great deal of street smarts and bells were going off in her head. She was thinking that this was a scam to separate her from some money. All someone would have to do was a little checking to find out that Steve was rich. She decided that if they asked for money up front that she would hang up. "To tell you the truth, I a bit skeptical. But, tell me more!" After several minutes Janet couldn't believe what she was hearing. It still seemed like fiction. She added, "This seems to good to be true. How much is this going to cost me?" "Oh, right now we don't want anything from you." Then she outlined the proposed plan. When she heard the entire plan for Steve she was excited, so excited that her panties were wet! Still that little voice in her head was telling her to watch out. This could still just be an elaborate scam. She said, "I'm still skeptical. But, we need to meet and talk further." She was going to 'suggest' a public place, with allot of people, so if there was anything even the least bit suspicious she could get away. "I was going to suggest the same thing. What are you doing for lunch?" Three hours later Janet was sitting alone in a corner booth at a crowded local restaurant. The person on the other end of the phone said she would meet her at 12:30. Janet glanced at her watch. It read 12:38. "Ms. Young?" She answered as she looked up. "Yes?" "Hi I'm Kate. We talked on the phone. I'm sorry I'm late but parking in that lot is terribly inadequate." Janet gave her the once-over. She was quite attractive. She was also impeccably dressed, very professional. She figured that she was in her late twenties or early thirties. Janet thought to herself, "She's not Steve's type, too old." Kate continued, "Let me introduce my associates, this is Sharon and this is Beth." Janet turned her head slightly and noticed two women standing slightly behind and to the left of Kate. They were also attractive, though obviously younger. Janet figured that they were in their late teens or early twenties. They were also professionally dressed. After the introductions were made they got right down to business. They were in the corner of a crowded restaurant. The noise from the lunch crowd would mask their conversation from any eavesdroppers. "I know how skeptical you are, so I brought you some pictures of some of our earlier successes." As she was talking she opened the portfolio she was carrying and pulled out several 5x7 inch pictures. "As you can see, the before pictures show an average looking man." He had short hair, a mustache and beard. He was dressed in an pair of workout shorts and a T-shirt. There was nothing special about him. She continued as she pulled out the next picture, "This is the 'after' picture, about one year later." Janet couldn't believe her eyes. She looked at the pictures again. The faces were the similar, but nothing else about the two pictures were the same. The person in the 'after' picture was about 70 pounds lighter. He (or she?) was clean shaved with shoulder length hair. He was dressed in a sexy lace bra and panties, with matching garter and hose. He was wearing 4 inch heels. His shape was obviously feminine, with well formed breasts. Kate added, "His body is quite nice, don't you think? That is thanks to a rigid diet, female hormones and constant corset training." Janet asked, "Is this really the same person?" Kate nodded yes. "And you did this to him against his will?" "Actually Sharon and Beth here were instrumental in his transformation. His wife was tired of his macho abusive ways. Just like you she contacted us through 'the grapevine'. After a discussion similar to this we decided that we could reach an agreement that was mutually beneficial. After that Sharon and Beth were 'introduced' to him. In no time at all he was a 'changed man'. We could do the same for you and your husband." After a slight pause Kate pulled put another picture. It was a picture of Steve and his secretary in his office. Both of them were naked. They were fucking on his desk. Before Janet could ask how they got the picture Kate replied, "We put a camera in the heating vent in his office." When Janet saw that they could put a camera in Steve's office, she knew that these women meant business. She realized this wasn't just an elaborate scam. Kate continued, "You were obviously right about him and his secretary. We've did some further checking and you were also right about his desire to divorce you. We got someone into his lawyers office and they checked. They are working on the divorce papers right now. We figure as things stand right now you have about two weeks before he serves them on you. So we have to act soon. Are you interested?" "You bet I'm interested! But I need some straight answers to some questions." The lunch meeting lasted over an hour. Janet asked many questions and was satisfied with the answers that she received. Kate explained, "We primarily use mind altering drugs to affect the changes. The drugs, when used properly, are almost always 100% effective in completely breaking down a person's resistance so that they could be completely 'reprogrammed'. The initial effects should be apparent almost immediately. This is coupled with what I like to refer to as 'aroma therapy'." "Aroma therapy?" Janet asked. "I've never heard of that before." "Yes dear one of our subsidiaries is a chemical and pharmaceutical company. They have isolated several interesting compounds which are know as pheromones which do interesting things to people. They are interestingly quite gender specific. We developed several 'fragrances' with work specially on men. One we call ATTRACTION. When a man smells it he is immediately attracted to the person wearing it. We have another which we call AROUSAL. When a man smells it he almost always becomes sexually excited within seconds." Janet looked skeptical. "Are you for real? Do such compounds really exist?" "Oh yes. He let me prove it to you." She opened her purse an pulled out a perfume bottle. The label, which Janet could not see, read, WET PANTIES." She continued, "This is a fragrance which we developed which works only on women. Here I'll just spray a little bit on paper napkin and let you smell it." After Kate did, she handed the fragrant napkin to Janet. "Janet, just hold it up to your nose and inhale deeply a few times." After only a few seconds Janet could feel herself getting aroused. Her nipples were hardening and she could feel her pussy getting wet. She couldn't belief it! The smell on that napkin was making her incredibly horny! After a few more seconds Kate pulled the napkin away. "I gather you are quite aroused." Janet just nodded her head. Kate balled the napkin up and stuffed it into her pocket. "I'll give you a few seconds for the effect to wear off and for you to calm down." After a few more seconds Kate showed her the label, "You can see why we call it WET PANTIES!" When Janet finally calm down she exclaimed, "That was incredible! And you have something like that will work on men?" "Yes dear, we can turn most men into putty usually in seconds. Most men have such poor willpower to begin with." The display of 'aroma therapy' had really impressed Janet. When she was finished with her questions she was completely convinced that Kate and her friends could deliver as promised. These women could change Steve. Kate then spent several minutes going over what she wanted in return for transforming Steve. Janet couldn't believe it. They wanted nothing up front. Their ultimate demands were reasonable. Besides, if everything went according to plan she would be a happy and content woman. Finally Janet announced, "Count me in! If you have a contract or something I'll sign it now!" Kate said, "That won't be necessary. Your word is good enough. I'm sure you'll be more than pleased with the results." Up until now Kate had done most of the talking. Beth and Sharon had sat quietly by, just nodding occasionally. Now it was Beth's turn. Beth was a stunning blonde, with well proportioned breasts and absolutely perfect legs. She was actually 21 years old. But she knew she could make herself look allot younger. She started, "We need to get down to particulars and get this plan moving quickly." Beth continued, "It's Tuesday. We'll make our move on Friday night. That will give us all weekend. Until then you must be on your best behavior. You don't want to piss him off and get his lawyers working overtime. I'm sure if they did then he could file for divorce before Friday." Janet nodded her head. She understood. It would be difficult, but for the next few days she would be the 'perfect wife'. Then if everything went according to plan Steve would become the 'perfect wife'! Sharon chimed in, "Janet, we need some more information about Steve. What kind of women really turn Steve on?" "Young and stupid!" "Good! Anything else?" "Why yes. He goes absolutely nuts over 'Southern Belles'. Before we were married, I would sometimes get him real excited during sex by speaking with a Southern drawl. He got so excited he would come almost immediately! Needless to say we haven't been having any sex lately, but I assume that that still turns him on!" Beth and Sharon looked at each other and nodded. That would be useful! "Does he have any other real strong sexual fantasies?" Janet asked, "What do you mean?" "Well for instance, a lot of men have fantasies about young Catholic school girls! Does he have any fantasies like that." Janet thought for a few seconds before answering. The questions continued. They asked about Steve's childhood and his growing up. Did he have any brothers or sisters? Were they younger or older? How did he get along with them? How old was he when he first had sex? Was he shy or outgoing as a teenager? The questions kept coming. Janet answered then the best that she could. She wasn't sure why they were asking them but she thought if they were important to them then she would answer them. Finally Beth asked, "Tell us about you and Steve's sex life. Does he like oral sex?" Janet answered somewhat angrily, "He loves getting blow jobs." "What about satisfying you orally?" Sharon asked. Again Janet answered angrily, "Are you kidding! He thinks it is demeaning for a man to do that. He wouldn't bring his tongue anywhere near my pussy! To him anything below my navel is off limits for his mouth!" Kate, Beth and Sharon all shook their head in sympathy. It was Kate who added, "We will just have to change that!" Beth asked, "Anything else?" "He's definitely a breast man." Finally after a few more questions Kate said, "I think we have enough. We'll be in touch on Friday while Steve is at work. We'll give you instructions then. Until then, remember DON'T ROCK THE BOAT!" Just as Janet was about to get leave, Kate added, "Oh, by the way, in case you were wondering, Steve is HIV negative." Janet was flabbergasted. "How do you know that?" she asked. "Why dear, we arranged for him to have another life insurance physical. He is so disorganized that he didn't realize that he wasn't due for one for two years. When two young attractive women came to his office in nurses uniforms he was quite willing to cooperate. We obtained some useful information, including his measurements. He can certainly stand to lose a few pounds. Of course, as part of the physical he had some blood tests!" Janet just shook her head in disbelief. "Your organization is amazing!" Kate smiled broadly. After a slight pause she matter of factly said, "YES WE ARE!" After another pause, "Oh by the way Janet, we need to tape record your voice." "What for?" "We want to make some tapes for your husband to listen to. We want it to be in your own voice." Kate pulled out a digital recorder. She handed Janet a sheet. "Just recite what is on the list." The list contained Janet's name, the entire alphabet, and many words including, 'love, honor, obey, pussy, panty, cock, sissy, slave, lingerie, bra, submissive'. Janet recited the list back into the recorder. When she was done Kate took back the recorder. "That was great. I'm sure the results will be excellent. I'll be in touch." Janet thought that Friday would never come. She didn't see Steve much that week. He said he had 'late meetings' at work. She was sure that he was fucking his bimbo secretary. The few times that she did see him she had to use all her willpower not to tell him off right then and there. She kept thinking, "Just a few more days, then you get yours!" Friday finally arrived. Janet had been hovering near the phone all morning waiting for it to ring. She was surprised when the door bell rang instead. It was Kate, impeccably dressed as usual. It took her about five minutes to tell Janet everything that was supposed to happen that night. Janet was given instructions. They were pretty straight forward. "We arranged it so you'll spend the night with your friend Sue. You can trust her. She is a good friend. She has helped us before. She knows what is going to happen." Then Kate handed her an envelope. "Here are several 'establishments' that are expecting you and Steve tomorrow. I included directions and phone numbers." Janet looked at the list and smiled. Kate added, "I've also included my cellular phone number. Call me tomorrow and let me know how things are going." As soon as Kate left Janet headed straight for the mall. She had some shopping to do. Her first stop was Victoria Secrets. She needed the sexiest lingerie that she could find. The sales girl was very helpful. It took her no time to find her size. "It is a shame that by tomorrow these will be completely stretched out of shape and probably ruined. But it will be worth it!" she thought. Friday was the one day of the week when Steve and Janet pretended to be 'the perfect couple'. They would get dressed up and go down to the Country Club for dinner. Steve would "show her off" to all his friends and colleagues as "the perfect wife". Janet knew how important it was in his business for everything to appear just right. In fact Janet had a hunch that the only reason Steve hadn't dumped her already was that he was trying to close some important deals and that it would not reflect well on him if he was getting a divorce. The people he was dealing with were devout "family men". and he didn't want to change their opinions of him by announcing a divorce. Janet also knew that Steve was about to close those important deals, and so it wasn't a surprise that he was now planning to file for a divorce. This Friday was going to be different! As soon as Janet got back from the mall she called the CLUB and canceled their reservation for tonight. Steve was home by 5 o'clock. Janet announced, "I'm going out tonight, without you! I'll be gone all night. I'll be home tomorrow!" "Where are you going?" "If you must know, I'm going to a 'slumber party' at Sue's house. Don't worry its just a bunch of girls!" He exclaimed, "A slumber party! Aren't you too old for that?" "I'm ONLY 25! And no, that is not too old! Besides I need some female bonding." "But with that lesbian friend of yours Sue?" "For your information she is BISEXUAL! And besides the way things are going around here lesbianism doesn't sound so bad!" With that she grabbed a small overnight bag that she had left by the door and headed out. Again she added as she was walking out the door, "I'll see you tomorrow morning!" Steve thought, "What a bitch! I'm glad I'm serving the divorce papers on her next week! I'll be better off without her!" He realized that he had the house all to himself until tomorrow morning. He quickly changed into an old T-shirt and a pair of running shorts. He turned on the TV and found an old rerun of 'Gilligan's Island'. "That Ginger was quite a looker!" he thought. After a few more minutes he thought about going out to a local bar and partying. His thoughts were interrupted by the door bell. "I wonder who that could be?" It was Beth and Sharon. They were dressed in sleeveless leotards. On the drive over they kept the car windows rolled up and had the heater on the highest setting. By the time they got to Steve and Janet's house they were both drenched with sweat. When Steve opened the door he saw what appeared to be two of the prettiest women that he had ever seen. They were standing about six feet away. He quickly gave them both the once over. What he saw was two 'drop dead gorgeous' babes, with long shapely legs and hour glass figures. Steve couldn't figure out what kind of outfits they were wearing. He noticed their outfits were powder blue and see through. The material was skin tight and did nothing to hide their breasts. Their frilly bras and panties were also visible though the material. He didn't noticed the small purse that Sharon was carrying. It was late summer and still quite hot. The late afternoon sun was positioned just right so that it reflected off of their glistening breasts. The effect was stunning. He stood there in the doorway for a few seconds and ogled them both. As Janet had correctly noted a few days earlier Steve truly was a 'breast man'. The sun reflecting off their wet tits was like a spotlight. His eyes were drawn to their chests. They let him stare for several more seconds before they spoke. Sharon spoke first. When she started talking, Steve couldn't believe it. Out of her mouth came the sweetest Southern Drawl he had ever heard! As Janet had also correctly pointed out a few days earlier, Steve had a thing for 'Southern Belles'. That Southern accent really turned him on! "Excuse me Sugar! I'm sorry to bother you, but we are having car trouble", she purred. Steve glanced over their shoulders and noticed at Ford Escort. He figured it was about four years old. Beth added, also in a sweet Southern Drawl, "As you could have guessed by our outfits, we are Modern dancers. We were our way to a Modern Dance recital which I guess we will probably miss. About ten miles back the car started to make this god-awful sound. Within seconds the engine started sputtering and the car slowed to a crawl. Then the air conditioning stopped working! When it started to get hot inside we tried to roll down the electric windows and found out that they had stopped working! We couldn't fine a gas station. When we realized that the car was going to die completely we turned off of the main street so as not to block traffic. We got hopelessly lost in your neighborhood. Anyway, the car plum died right in front of your house." After a slight pause Sharon asked, "Sugar, do you know anything about repairing cars?" "Sorry no, that is why I have a good auto mechanic." Sharon continued, "Oh well! Would it be too much trouble if we used your phone to call at tow truck." "No go right ahead. There's one right in the living room by the sofa." Sharon squeezed past Steve. He was still standing in the doorway. She headed to the phone. Steve barely noticed. He was intently staring at Beth's chest. Beth slowly started to walk towards Steve. She purred, "You don't mind if I come in also. It is hot as Hades out here." As she said this she also slowly rubbed her hands along the back of her neck. She pushed her damp sweaty hair up and down. She also moved her elbows up and out from her body and arched her neck backwards. This caused two things two happen. First her glistening boobs were pushed out even further, right in front of Steve. Steve's gaze followed her breasts as she moved forward. Also, as Beth moved her hands she also moved her arms up her clean shaved underarms were exposed directly to Steve. Beth kept moving slowly forward as she was talking. She kept her hands slowly moving up and down her neck. Her underarms were clearly exposed. Steve was too busy staring at her protruding breasts to notice anything else. Beth finally stopped about one foot from Steve. Then she waited. It was only a few seconds before Steve was overwhelmed by an incredible aroma. It was emanating from Beth. It was one of the fragrances which Kate had told Janet about, ATTRACTION! The smell took Steve by surprise. It was musky and floral at the same time. Within a few seconds he realized where it was coming from. He had never smelled anything quite like it before. He was almost immediately struck by how wonderful the smell was! It was almost addicting. All he wanted to do was get closer to Beth so that he could get more of her wonderful aroma. Through trial and error Beth had found just the right place under her arms to apply the fragrance. With her arms at her side the fragrance was completely contained. But with her arms completely raised her underarms were completely exposed and the fragrance just poured out. Beth had learned had to control amount of fragrance that her subjects were exposed by adjusting the position of her arms. Sharon had made her way to the phone and pretended to call for a tow truck. Beth was standing right next to Steve. She kept her fragrant underarms pointed right at Steve. She was watching him closely and waited for his reaction. Steve just stood there for several seconds. He was just staring at Beth's breasts and inhaling deeply. Beth could tell he was enjoying her wonderful alluring fragrance. By his reaction she knew he was hooked. After a few more seconds Beth repeated. "I said, can I come inside? It is really sweltering out there." Steve looked up from her breasts just as Beth moved her arms down to her side. Within seconds the aroma emanating from Beth disappeared. As the smell dissipated Steve started coming back to his senses. He finally regained enough composure to stammer, "I'm sorry. Sure come on in." As Beth stepped into the house she 'accidentally' tripped slightly and landed in Steve's arms. As she did she raised up her arms and grabbed his neck. Steve's nose was now only inches from her underarms. Within seconds the wonderful aroma returned. Steve's head started swimming again. "Sorry!" she purred. "I guess I'm feeling a little faint. Do you mind if I sit down?" She was still in his arms and she kept her underarms exposed. Through the fog that was forming in his brain he managed to say, "Of course. Why don't you just relax on the sofa." Steve led her to the sofa, inhaling deeply all the way! Sharon announced, "Sugar, the tow truck company said it may take a while before they can get here." Steve barely heard her. He carefully sat Beth down on the sofa. He sat down next to her. He couldn't get enough of her wonderful smell! Beth's arms were still around his neck. She 'accidentally' pushed his neck forward and viola! Steve was looking back down at her breasts. Steve was in heaven. He had a gorgeous babe in his arms. He was engulfed in one of the most enticing aromas he had ever smelled, and he was looking at an absolutely delectable pair of tits! Steve was thinking, "This evening certainly looks like it has possibilities!" Sharon asked, in the sweetest voice, "Sugar, would it be too much of an imposition if we troubled you for something cold to drink. We are both quite parched from that drive in that hot car. It is amazing how hot it can get in there without air conditioning and with the windows rolled up!" Through his fogged mind, "Sure." Another pause and then, "What can I get you?" "Sometime cold and low in calories. After all, we must keep our girlish figure!" "I have Diet Coke in the refrigerator", he said. Before he could get up Sharon continued. "Don't get up! You just stay with her on the sofa and make sure she is okay. You just point me in the right direction and I'll find everything myself." Steve pointed toward the kitchen. Sharon quickly made her way to the kitchen. She picked out two cans of soda and opened them. She found the glasses and removed three. Two of them were filled to the top with ice. These were for herself and Beth. The third was filled with only a small amount of ice. This one was for Steve. She knew she would be able to tell his apart from theirs by the small amount of ice. She removed a small vial from her purse, opened it and poured the contents into Steve's glass. The vial contained a colorless, odorless and tasteless drug which the girls had nicknamed DESIRE. It was also a strong mind altering drug that would open Steve's mind up to all kinds of suggestions. Sharon poured the drink into the glass. She knew the drug would mix completely with the drink. There was no need to stir it. She slipped the empty vial back into her purse. As she poured the drinks for herself and Beth she glanced at them on the sofa. She could tell Beth had everything under control. Steve was just sitting on the sofa, staring at Beth's tits and inhaling deeply. Beth was content to just let him sit there and stare at her boobs. She knew that her primary task right now was to keep him occupied while Sharon made the drinks. When Beth was sure that Sharon had finished doctoring his drink, she removed her arms from Steve's neck and put them at her side. "Thank you sir! I'm starting to feel much better!" Within seconds the aroma again disappeared. The disappointment was evident on Steve's face. It took several more seconds for the fog to clear from Steve's head. Sharon approached with the drinks. She kept one for herself and handed one to Beth. She started to hand Steve his drink, "I got one for you too." "I'm not thirsty, I think I'll pass, but thanks anyway." The girls both thought simultaneously, "Shit! He has to drink it!" Calmly Beth purred in his ear, "You have to drink with us! You know it is quite impolite to make ladies drink alone!" Steve laughed. "Okay, you win!" he said as he took his drink. Beth announced, "A toast! To our knight in shining armor!" She raised her glass, being careful this time not to exposed her fragrant underarm. Steve and Sharon also raised their glasses. Sharon and Beth both smiled as Steve took his first gulp. They both finished their drinks quickly. Steve had just taken a few sips. Beth whispered to Steve, "It looks like we may be here a while until the tow truck arrives. Finish your drink and then we can have some real fun!" Steve definitely thought he was going to get into these girls panties. He finished his drink in a few big gulps. As he put down his now empty glass the girls glanced at their watches. They knew that it took about fifteen minutes for the drug to achieve maximum effect. The drug would last at least four hours. The initial effects, generalized weakness and euphoria, would occur quickly, within two or three minutes. DESIRE was a wonderful drug. It made the subject completely compliant. It easily absorbed throughout the intestines, including the stomach. It was even absorbed directly through the lining of the mouth. After the euphoria he would quickly mellow and within a few more minutes he would become quite docile. As this was happening his mind would become more and more open to any suggestion it was given. After Steve finished his drink Sharon pulled out a small camera from the small purse. She smiled and continued, "Sugar, you have been so gracious. How about a picture to remember you by?" Steve thought that it was somewhat odd that she had a camera but didn't want to spoil the girls' obvious good moods. He wanted to get into their panties. "Sure, go ahead." Just before she took the picture she purred, "Smile sugar!" The picture showed an average looking man wearing a nondescript T-shirt and running shorts. After she snapped the picture she put the camera back into her purse. She smiled and said matter-of-factly, "Perfect Steve. That will make a great ?before' picture'!" Steve was confused. "Before picture? What are you talking about?" Again matter-of-factly, "Before your transformation Steve." "What transformation? What are you talking about?" After a few more seconds he asked, "And how do you know my name? I never told you my name." Sharon said, "We know an awful lot about you Steve. Your wife Janet told us all about you." Now Steve was even more confused. "What the fuck does my wife have to do with this?" "She's told us all about you." He though they were crazy but he decided to play along. "Now what could she have told you?" Sharon knew the drug should be starting to work soon. She continued, "Well for one thing she told us you are a 'breast man'. From they way you were staring at Beth's tits I gather she was correct. You are a 'breast man' aren't you Steve?" She didn't wait for he answer. "I hope you are Steve, because within a few weeks you are going to have nice luscious breasts of your own. They probably won't be as nice as ours initially, but after a few months and maybe some surgery they will be quite lovely. You'll be quite a tease. You'll like that, won't you Steve?" Now Steve really thought these two were completely bonkers. "You bitches are out of your fucken minds!" he shouted. Sharon just shook her head like a disappointed teacher chiding her student. "Now Steve, such language! That isn't very nice!" Steve was getting angry. He started to come at Sharon. He was to angry to realize that the drug was starting to take affect and he was moving in slow motion. He want to physically throw them out of his house! "You broads are crazy. Get the fuck out of my house!" he yelled. He realized that something was wrong when Sharon just grabbed him and threw him down on the sofa. The DESIRE had already started to weaken him. "I don't think so Steve." Now Steve was getting worried. Sharon and Beth were small and he should have been able to handle them easily. How come he was sprawled out on the sofa? Then he noticed the phone. It was only a few feet away! A quick 911 call and the police would come and help him. He managed to pick up the phone before Sharon commanded, "Put down the phone!" Steve didn't want to, but for some reason he felt to compelled to obey. He put the phone down. Now he was really worried. Sharon asked, "Do you get it yet?" She didn't wait for an answer. "We drugged you. It was in the drink. You see how sluggish and weak you are becoming. You should be noticing that it is becoming more difficult for you to think straight." Steve still didn't quite believe it. "Okay, so you drugged me. So what? You can't get me to do anything I don't want to!" "I little demonstration will convince you!" Their leotards were made of an elastic material. Sharon quickly pulled it off her shoulders and pealed it off her body. She was now standing in front of him in only her bra and panties. She calmly stepped out of her panties as she announced, "Janet said that you hate licking pussy. You think it is disgusting! Well Steve it want you on you knees and I want you to lick my pussy. NOW!!" Steve did think pussy licking was disgusting. The drug was really starting to work however. He didn't want to, but he found himself involuntarily getting on to his knees in front of Sharon. He tried to fight the drug, but his resistance was crumbling. Slowly he brought his mouth to her crotch. His tongue darted out and started licking her pussy. "That's right Steve lick my pussy. I shaved it clean earlier today just for you. Then I worked out at the gym and purposely didn't shower. I wanted it nice and funky, just for you!" Steve knew he was in trouble. He was disgusted by what he was doing, but he couldn't stop! "Oh Steve, you have real potential!" she cooed. "Don't you worry yourself though, within a short time you'll love licking pussy. It will become one of your favorite pastimes!" After about five minutes Sharon commanded him to stop, which he did. "See Steve, and you said we couldn't get you to do anything you didn't want to. I guess you were mistaken." He was still on her knees. They were right, he was having trouble thinking straight. It took all of his concentration to ask, "But why are you doing this?" "Let's just call it a payback!" "Payback?" he repeated, confused. "Yes payback, for the way you have treated Janet. It wasn't very nice of you to cheat on her. And how dare you even think of divorcing her! This is her way of getting even." The questions were getting more and more difficult for him to ask. "What are you going to do to me?" "It is only fitting, we are going to turn you into a she-male. You will look and act like a woman. But with one exception, you'll still have your penis. Though I doubt it will be of much use to you after we are done with you. And the ultimate revenge is that you will be the type of woman that a man like yourself would be attracted to. We'll make sure you are pretty, pretty and dumb! A real air head! Maybe we'll use you to seduce another macho asshole man just like yourself!" Sharon was really enjoying this. "Oh yes, you'll be a real looker. Between the strict diet, the corset training and the female hormones you'll have a wonderful figure!" Tears were starting to form in Steve's eyes! From everything that had happened in the last few minutes he knew that they weren't kidding. Beth chimed in, "Now don't cry! You are going to love it! You are going to enjoy the soft silky lingerie against your hairless body. It is going to be such a turnon!" Steve was almost completely under the influence of the drug now. While still on his knees, he pleaded, "Please, I'll do anything you want." Sharon bent down and smiled. She whispered, "We know you will. That's the whole idea!" His final plea was, "I have plenty of money. I'll pay you anything you want." With her mocking Southern accent Sharon answered, "That's all right Sugar! We don't want your money!" And then he was silent. The drug had completely taken effect. He was still on his knees. He was just staring blankly into space. Sharon and Beth nodded to each other. Beth quickly left the house and got into the car. The car and been disabled using a 'kill' switch which was hidden in the dash. They had disabled it just in case Steve tried to be macho and fix the car. She deactivated the 'kill' switch, started the car, and pulled it into the driveway. They didn't want to draw any unnecessary attention to themselves by leaving the car on the street. She picked up a small suitcase from the trunk and carried it back into the house. While Beth was outside Sharon started talking. She spoke in a slow calm soothing tone. She knew that in his current state Steve should be 'accept' every 'suggestion' that he was given. "Now Steve I want you to listen carefully to everything I tell you. It is very important that you listen to me. First, I want you to forget everything that I just told you about being turned into a beautiful girl. You have no recollection of that. Do you understand?" Steve was still on his knees, staring blankly into space. In a monotone voice he replied, "Yes." "Good. Now I want you to stand up and go into your bedroom." Steve obeyed. His drugged body moved slowly. Sharon followed. "Good. Now I want you to remove all of your clothing and then lay down on the bed." Again he obeyed. Within a minute he way lying naked in the middle of his bed. Sharon propped up his head a bit with a couple of pillows. She opened her purse on pulled out a little device, about the size of a small calculator. She flipped the switch and within seconds several brightly colored lights started flickering on and off. Though the pattern looked random, it wasn't. The pattern coincided with Steve's brainwave pattern. Kate's organization had managed to get a copy of his brainwave pattern during his bogus insurance physical. The attractively clad women in the nursing uniforms had insisted that he needed an EEG. He complained that he had never gotten one before, but they were persistent. They hooked several electrodes to his head and turned on the machine. After about thirty seconds they turned off the machine. They apologized and said they realized they had indeed made a mistake. It was their next patient who needed the EEG. That person allegedly had a history of seizures. Steve didn't think anything more about it. But in the thirty seconds that the machine was on they had gotten a copy of Steve's brainwaves. It was relatively easy to calibrate the device that Sharon was holding to his pattern. After Sharon was convinced that it was working right, she held it right in front of Steve's face. "Now Steve, I want you to look at the pretty lights. Just relax completely and stare at the lights. They are so pretty!" This device increased the effectiveness of the drug even more. Sharon let the lights flicker for about five minutes before she started again. As he looked at the colored lights his mind opened up even more. Beth had already returned with the suitcase. She laid it on the bed next to Steve and opened it. She quickly stripped off her clothes. Sharon had started, "Now Steve, I want you to listen very carefully. Everything I tell you is true, it actually happened. You will remember it all. I want you to remember when you were growing up, when you were fifteen years old. You remember that time don't you. You were very shy and awkward. Your hormones were raging and you were getting interested in girls. But you were virgin, a shy awkward virgin! You remember that don't you?" He answered blankly, "Yes." "Good. Now remember the girls at school. They were all changing, their bodies were developing. You noticed all of this. You noticed their clothing were different, so soft and pretty. You remember in gym class, getting brief glimpses of their pretty bras and panties. You knew you weren't supposed to see them. It was underwear. It was supposed to stay hidden. You weren't sure why, but you knew it was 'forbidden fruit' and seeing it made you excited. Then one day you were getting ready for school and you accidentally walked into the bathroom while your sister Ann was still using it. She was seventeen, two years older than you. She had forgotten to lock the door. She was standing in front of the mirror in only her underwear putting on her makeup. And you walked in on her. You had not seen her in her underwear in many years. The last time was before she had grown up and developed. You couldn't believe it. Here was your sister, with her young voluptuous body, right in front up you, in only her bra and panties! And what pretty panties they were, all frilly and lacy. You just stood there and gawked at her until she screamed at you and told you to leave. You remember that don't you Steve?" Sharon was slowly painting a picture in Steve's memory of something that never happened. Because of the DESIRE he was believing this truly happened. Steve again answered, "Yes." "Very good Steve. You remember what happened next don't you. You were so excited. Since you had started puberty you had never been so close to a naked girl. All she was wearing was her underwear, nothing else. And it was your sister! And she was beautiful. What a lovely body! Firm pert tits and long sexy legs. You were so excited you went back to your room and climbed back under your bed covers and masturbated. You had never been so excited. The rest of the day while at school all you could think of was your beautiful sister. When you got home from school your curiosity got the better of you. You knew your sister would be late, she had cheerleading practice. Both your parents were still at work so you were alone in the house. You snuck into your sister's room and found her underwear drawer. You found her panties and picked up a pretty lacy pair, just like this one." As Sharon said this she pulled out at pretty silky panty from the suitcase. She started slowly rubbing the silky smooth panty across his face. "You picked it up and it felt so smooth. You rubbed it across your face, just like I'm doing now, and it felt wonderful. You couldn't believe how good it felt." She continued to rub his face with the panty as she wove her story. "It felt so good against your face. You figured if it felt this good against your face it must be even better if you actually wore it. You knew you and your sister were about the same size so if you were careful you wouldn't stretch her panties. The urge was so strong that you had to try them on. You grabbed two of them and went back into your room. You couldn't believe how incredible they felt as you slipped them up your legs. They were so soft and silky, much nicer than your cotton briefs! Almost immediately your cock got hard. You were so excited!" Beth had gone to Janet's underwear drawer and removed a pair of her panties. As Sharon was talking Beth slowly slid Janet's panties up his legs. The DESIRE had relaxed his body completely and so it wasn't difficult to put the panties on him. They were tight, but they stretched to accommodate his size. As Sharon was saying this she calmly reached into the suitcase and pulled out a bottle labeled AROUSAL. This was the pheromone compound that Kate had mentioned to Janet several days earlier. Sharon knew that even though he was drugged that he should respond to the fragrance. She pulled out another panty from the suitcase and liberally sprayed it with AROUSAL. She held it under Steve's nose. Almost immediately his cock responded. Within seconds it was hard and pressing against the panties. "That's right Steve, you were rock hard, just like you are now! You needed relief, just like you do now. You grabbed the other pair of panties of rubbed your cock until you came. You were careful, just before you came you pulled the panties away and spurted into a washcloth. You were careful not to got any cum on your sisters panties! You couldn't believe how wonderful that experience was and you knew you wanted to do it again." Sharon held the damp panties under his nose while she was talking, keeping his cock hard. Meanwhile Beth had grabbed another pair of Janet's panties. She pushed the pair that Steve was now wearing down slightly and his cock sprang free. She slowly rubbed the other pair along his hard cock. She stopped rubbing several times, she didn't want him to come just yet. Sharon repeated herself several more times for emphasis, "That's right Steve, the soft silky feeling of your sister's panties excited you so much! When you rubbed your cock it felt so good!" As she was talking Beth kept up her rubbing, keeping him on the edge. Both Beth and Sharon knew the effect they were having on Steve. The DESIRE had affected his mind so he was completely open to new suggestions, even non-verbal suggestions. Steve would now associate his wearing women's panties and masturbating with them with intense arousal and pleasure. It was the first step in his ultimate transformation! Finally Beth let him come. It was a large powerful explosion. She caught all of it in Janet's panties. These cum stained panties would be evidence for the next day. Sharon removed the scented panties from under his nose and continued the story: "After that, whenever you got the chance you would sneak into her room, go into her lingerie drawer, 'borrow' two of her panties, go back to your own room and masturbate with them. One pair you would wear and the other you would use to rub your cock. You were always careful not to stretch them and not to get any cum on them. When you were done you would fold them up neatly and put them back in her drawer. This continued for several weeks without any problems. One day you went in and found there was only one pair of panties in the drawer. It took you a minute to realize that laundry night was later that night and the others must all be in the dirty laundry hamper. Your sister's hamper was in her closet. You looked through her hamper and found a nice pair. But you noticed something. They were damp in the crotch and there was a small stain there." As Sharon was saying this she reached back into the suitcase and pulled out a pair of soiled panties. She had worked out at the gym earlier in the day in them and then masturbated into them for good measure. She waved them in front of Steve's face. "They were damp and stained, just like these!" She sprayed some AROUSAL into the crotch and continued, "You were curious, so you brought the dampness up to your nose and wow! You couldn't believe the smell. It was musky. But for some reason it made you so excited! It took you a few seconds to realize what you were smelling. You were smelling secretions from your sister's pussy! You never smelled a woman's pussy before and you loved it, just like you do now!" She pushed the crotch of her soiled panties into his face and held it there. "That's right Steve, ever since then you have loved the smell of soiled panties. You love the smell coming from the panties that are in front of you. Don't you?" Poor Steve. Sharon was turning him into a panty sniffer and there was nothing he could do about it. The drug was too powerful. Steve just answered, "Yes." He had just come a few minutes earlier and his cock couldn't recover so quickly. None the less, the arousal was having and effect. His drugged mind was now associating the aroma of soiled panties with arousal and pleasure. "You were so excited from the smell of the soiled panties that you rushed back to your room and masturbated. It was the most intense experience that you had ever had. Again you made sure not to get any cum on her undies. Everything was returned to its proper place. From that time forward, you would always check her laundry hamper for soiled panties. Usually you would find a pair. Now you were using three pairs, one you would pair, the seconds you would rub your cock with, and the third soiled pair would go on your face, with its crotch up against your nose. It was such a pleasurable experience. You would imagine the soiled panties belonged to the prettiest girls in your class. The made the fantasy even better! This went on for several more weeks. It was so easy! Your parents worked late all the time and your sister had late cheerleading practice three days a week. As long as you were careful you'd never get caught. But luck wasn't on your side Steve. One day you were masturbating, as usual, with Ann's panties when you heard something down stairs. It was your sister! You didn't know it but her practice was canceled that day. You were just starting to come when the noise startled you. You jerked at just the wrong time and instead of shooting into the washcloth, you came all over her clean panties. You were petrified that she would come upstairs and find you like this. But she didn't she just dropped off her school books down stairs and left to run some errands with her friends. You were so relieved! But what would you do with the cum stained panties? . You just wiped off as much of your cum as you could and stuffed them all wadded up into her laundry hamper. You figured that laundry night was coming up and they would be cleaned with everything else. Nobody would know any different. But you were wrong. As luck would have it, those were one of Ann's favorite panties, her 'lucky panties' she called them. She always wore them on special occasions. And that night she was going out on a special date and she wanted her special panties. When she had gotten dressed for school that day she purposely left them out for that night. Of course Steve you had no idea that they were special or you would never have used them. Anyway, later that evening when she was getting ready for her date, she opened her drawer and expected to find her special panties laying right on top where she had left them. She was surprised to find they weren't there. 'Nobody else in this house would have any use for my panties. Mom's several sizes bigger', she thought. The thought of you Steve never entered her mind. Then she thought she must have been mistaken, maybe she just forgot to lay them out for tonight. She checked her drawer again and they weren't to be found. Then she thought that she had worn them earlier in the week and they were dirty. She knew she had time to hand wash them and then throw them into the dryer. She found them all wadded up in her hamper. But she noticed that they were wet! She examined them more closely, and even smelled them. She realized that there was cum all over them! She was sexually active and knew what cum stains looked like and smelled like. At that point she realized Steve that you had masturbated into her panties. The only other possibility was your father, but he was at work still and the cum stains were relatively fresh. 'So my little brother has a panty fetish!' she thought. She had two options. The first was to go to your parents. The second one was to do something herself. She liked the second option. She knew she would enjoy it much more! She called her friends and together they formulated a plan. For the next week Ann was home from school early. She told everyone she had too much homework and needed to skip her cheerleading for a week until she caught up. Every day she saw the frustration on your face when she announced she was coming home early. Finally on the next Friday she announced at breakfast that she would be spending the whole evening at her friends house. She wasn't coming home at all that night. She wouldn't be back until Saturday afternoon. She knew from the look of delight on your face that you would fall into the trap. Before she left for school she made sure her prettiest panties were on the top of her underwear pile." She stopped the story for a second. "You do remember all this, don't you Steve?" Again the reply was a monotone, "Yes." "You were so excited that day. You couldn't wait to get to your sister's panties! You practically ran home from school! Ann, of course, returned home early. She had three of her best friends were with her. They were all cheerleaders also. They had everything the needed with them. They quietly entered the house and creaped up the stairs. Ann went into her room. It was empty. She checked her underwear drawer and saw that the pretty panties she had laid out earlier were missing. She knew you must be in your room. She knew you would have locked the door if you could have, but luckily for her none of the bedrooms had working locks on them. Steve, you were so surprised when Ann and her friends burst into your room. They caught you completely by surprise. There you were, laying on your bed, wearing a pair of her pretty panties, stroking your cock with another and with a soiled pair on your face. Before you could react Ann's friend Amy produced an instamatic camera and took several pictures of you lying there. Ann's other two friends were holding several lengths of rope. They pounced on you and quickly tied your arms and legs. Ann grabbed the soiled panties and stuffed them in your mouth, effectively gagging you. Amy took several more pictures, with you hog tied. Ann announced, 'Okay little brother, I see you have a thing for my panties, even the soiled ones. If you don't do exactly what I say those pictures will be circulated all around school. You'll be a laughing stock'. You agreed to became their slave." Sharon continued to weave this fictitious story. She knew Steve would believe all of it. As the story unfolded Sharon told how he was made to wear all there sexy lingerie, not just panties, but also bras, garters, hose. They made him walk around in high heels. They tied him up and sat on his face. They turned him into their own private pussy slave. While he was tied up, they would tease him for hours, stroking his cock and stopping right before he came. Finally, when they were done they would release him and watch while he masturbated with a pair of their panties. While Sharon was telling the story, Beth sprayed AROUSAL all over her crotch and sat on his face. Sharon would stop the story and remind him to eat Beth's pussy. She kept reminding him how much he love to lick pussy. Every time she mentioned it, it reinforced the suggestion in Steve's brain. It took Sharon about two hours to go through the entire story. The rest of the story went something like this: Whenever their parents weren't home Steve became Ann's pussy slave. They would call her Stephanie. With the exception of his head, Stephanie wasn't allowed to have any body hair. His underarm, arms, legs, chest, back and pubic hair were removed. They had shaving parties every week. The girls would shave him. He in turn had to shave them. He would shave their underarms, legs and pussies. After they were all clean shaven Stephanie was required to service all of them orally while dressed in the frilliest lingerie. They also experimented with bondage. Stephanie spent many hours tied spread eagle to his bed. Again he was dressed in frilly underwear. While tied up the girls would take turns sitting on his face. Of course they teased his constantly hard cock mercilessly. All this lasted about eight months until Ann and her friends graduated and went off to college. When they went away they released Steve from his slavery. They all agreed that they would never mention any of what happened again, to anyone. To this day if Steve asked his older sister about what had transpired she would deny all of it. As Steve grew up he became more confident and self-assured. He eventually started dating. Although he enjoyed conventional heterosexual sex, he still harbored fantasies. He yearned for a dominant women who could control him, and feminize him. His desire to dress in frilly lingerie was always there in the back of his mind. He never told anyone about these desires because he knew he would be labeled a pervert, or maybe even worse, a queer! Lately the urges have become stronger. Now they were uncontrollable. When Sharon was done she looked at Beth. They both nodded in agreement. It was a good story. When Steve woke up in the morning he would have the uncontrollable urge to dress in women's underwear. By using that, Janet would be able to control him and completely transform him. Sharon and Beth then dressed Steve up in Janet's lingerie. The bra was several sizes too small, but it stretched around his chest. They added a garter and hose. They were also too small. When they were done Beth went into the other room to clean up. Sharon gave him his final instructions. She reminded him of his desire to dress in women's underwear, a desire that he has had for many years. She also repeated his desire to be dominated, controlled by a strong woman, and made to eat her pussy! Finally she told him how much he loved his wife Janet and how he wanted to obey her completely, without question. She repeated this again for emphasis. Steve was them made to forget Sharon and Beth's presence that night. He was to forget that they were there but remember everything that they told him. He was to remember getting incredibly horny and dressing in Janet's underwear. He was so excited that he had to masturbate with her panties. He had every intention to change out of her clothing but he got very tired and just fell asleep. Sharon then tucked him into bed. He was instructed to sleep soundly, he was not to wake up until Janet got home. Sharon left the soiled cum stained panties on the pillow next to him. She and Beth both removed plain summer dresses from the suitcase and put them on. They put everything else back into the suitcase, and closed it. When they were convinced that they hadn't left anything behind they grabbed the suitcase and left. The door locked behind them. They both checked their watches. They had spent less than three hours with Steve. But those three hours would change his life forever!!! end of part one. If you want more, please let me know. Also please let me know how I can improve the story. Henry