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Jenny
By Tiffany Scott
(c) 2000
Jenny looked down at her inch long fingernails as they rested on the
typewriter keys and mused how quickly she had adapted to typing with them.
She tried to remember just how long it had been since she had acquired such
long beautiful nails, but thinking about it started to give her a headache.
Pushing it from her mind she removed the page from the typewriter and
inserted it into the open folder on her desk. After closing the file she
began to run through the alphabet so it would be easier for her to find the
appropriate file drawer as she stood behind her desk.
So preoccupied with the task of saying her "A-B-C's" she didn't think of
tugging at the hem of her too-short black dress which was hugging her legs a
few inches above mid-thigh. Even when behind her desk the dress was short
enough that a good portion of her legs could be seen below her dress before
the desktop blocked the view. Above the hem the rest of the dress fit like a
second skin, hugging her upper thighs, bottom, hips and tummy tightly enough
that it moved with her as she minced her way over to the file cabinet.
The 4" high heel pumps made sure that there would be a feminine wiggle with
each of her short steps. They also insured that her more then ample breasts
would bounce invitingly as if they were going to pop free of the deeply cut
bodice. It was impossible to miss the button sized bumps her constantly erect
nipples made in the stretchy fabric her dress was constructed of.
She had to pause for a moment to find the correct drawer following the
letters as she said them to herself. "F-G-H-I-J" and spotting the label with
the big black J on one of the bottom drawers she squatted then pulled the
drawer open. The fact that her position caused her dress to pull up even more
so that a bright powder blue triangle of the panties she was wearing was
clearly visible above her nylon encased thighs never crossed her mind and she
remained like that until she had inserted the file into the drawer in it's
correct order. Much to the delight of the three waiting salesmen who had
followed her every move.
After pushing the drawer closed she stood and minced her way back to her desk
where she daintily lowered herself into her chair where due to the lack of
any blocking front panels on her desk the salesmen once again had a clear
view up her thighs all the way to her baby blue panties. As she used her
compact mirror to touch up her lipstick she didn't even notice the three men
starring, their eyes focused under her desk.
These three men sitting in the office lobby had no idea that Jenny had not
always been Jenny. None of the people who came into the office knew that,
except for those who worked there. In fact several of the salesmen who had
sat and lusted after her had called on her before she was Jenny, trying to
move some of their companies products. Of course she didn't have that head of
layered shoulder length blond hair, or those full lips that begged to be
kissed, or those high full cheeks.
When they had called on her she was known as Jerry. Jerry Stapper, one of the
up and coming office executives who dressed in gray three piece suits, had
his own office and who spent most of his time on the phone making sure the
things that those above him wanted done got done as scheduled. He hub-nubbed
with the upper executives and sparred with the other junior members to try
and be the person who's name was on the senior executives lips.
Yes, he had shown quite a bit of promise, until that day when one of the
girls from the secretary pool who had been trying to hook one of the fast
rising men on the second floor had thrown herself at him. She cornered him in
the supply room and had thrown herself at him in a last ditch effort to
attach herself to one of them on that fast track. It was the closest, up to
then, that Jerry had ever felt to being raped.
Well, since he was a red blooded American boy he rose to the challenge and
took her right there on one of the stored secretarial desks, and locked in
grunting, vein popping union was how they were when the head of the
secretarial pool and two supply salesmen found them when they unexpectedly
burst into the room in order to see what supplies were needed for that months
order.
Jerry, normally fast thinking, was hindered due to being totally caught up in
the sexual act that he was performing lagged in explaining what was taking
place. But the woman, who really wasn't even enjoying the whole thing,
instantly claimed that she had been given a choice of either complying with
Jerry's demands or being fired which amounted to little more then being
raped. She put on such a convincing act that the two salesmen were motivated
to physically restrain Jerry until several of the senior executives arrived
on the scene.
It took some fancy dealing and quite a nice payoff to keep the woman from
filing charges not only with the police but in civil court with a Sex
discrimination suit. Of course Jerry wasn't allowed on company property while
all of this was worked out so he had no idea of the terms of the agreement
between the company and the injured woman. The fact was a company who held
and traded other people's securities just couldn't have a scandal like this
be known to the general public.
A week after the thousands of dollars that the woman demanded was paid out
the company lawyers sat across a wide table from both Jerry and his wife and
explained that one of the demands that had been included in the settlement
was that Jerry be sent to attend a 30 day awareness course so that he would
better understand things from a females point of view. Jerry upset that
nothing he claimed was taken by anyone as having any validity sat in dejected
silence barely listening to what was being said.
His wife, who was still looking for a way of getting revenge for his having
been unfaithful, listened intently and she not only eagerly signed the
documents the lawyers presented the two of them, but she urged Jerry to sign
as well telling him that they could never afford to pay the company back for
the $140,000 they had paid to hush everything up. Not even bothering to read
the details Jerry signed, then stormed out of the room.
A week later he checked into the resident facility that was going to provide
30 days of intensive sexual empathy immersment accompanied by not only a
lawyer from the company, but one who represented the woman as well. Once
checked in he was assigned a room and left pretty much to himself until
lunchtime and even then he sat mostly by himself, unbothered as he ate his
lunch. When he finished he went back to his room, laid on the bed and took a
nap. A very long nap.
You see if Jerry had read those documents more closely he would have seen
that what the woman was demanding was that Jerry be feminized so that he
could learn first hand what it was like living life as a woman. Of course at
the time it had been proposed none of the parties thought that it would ever
come about. All agreed that surely Jerry would refuse, as any man would, but
once the documents had been signed the deal was sealed.
His feminization began that very afternoon. Subliminal psychodrama was
started which bombarded his brain implanting thoughts that would eventually
brainwash him into thinking that he had always been a female. And not just
any female. He would remember only that he was a bimbo headed female who's
only way of maintaining even the most marginal lifestyle anyone could achieve
was by using her body. A female who had to fuck her way to a lowly high
school diploma and who had done the same to secure every job and almost every
possession she owned.
His wife loved the idea and she began dating the very day after he had
reported for his Sexual Awareness Behavioral Training. In fact her first date
was with Jerry's Boss, Mr. Baulding. They sat and laughed about the whole
thing the entire time they were exploring each others bodies and doing the
exact same thing that had been Jerry's downfall, only they did it right in
Jerry's own bed.
As for Jerry, he was put through heavy sessions of psycho therapy while under
the influence of a whole page full of different drugs which embedded in his
brain the memories and feelings of being constantly pawed by every boy she
dated in school, of being raped by several of the neighborhood boys not once
but three times, of having to suck her teachers cocks and part her legs to
just get passing C's and of having to do a stint on the couch of every job
interview she had ever had.
At the same time mind destroying drugs were pumped through him so that his IQ
fell from a neat 161 to a ditzy 115. Medication was administered that caused
his attention span to shrink to the point that any chore that took more then
ten minutes of focused concentration was impossibly hard for him to do and
the parts of his brain that were responsible for keeping his sexual appetite
in balance was morphed so that sex with any man seemed the right thing to do.
At the same time he was given implants and he underwent sexual reassignment
surgery so that he possessed a pussy where a cock had been. Liposuction
reduced his waist and redeposited the tissue at locations, which gave him
feminine thighs, hips and that female bubble shaped ass. Intense treatment
sessions caused his typically male body hair to no longer grow and a whole
series of surgery's gave him a diamond shaped face with big eye's, a flat
brow, high cheek bones, narrow chin and very very fuckable lips. The nose job
was left till last so it could be matched better to his reconstructed face.
All in all Jerry's 30 days of training stretched out to almost seven months
and before he had been pulled off the narcotic drugs and allowed come fully
to he had been fucked by almost every male at the clinic numerous times. In
fact several of these sessions had been recorded and the tapes had been
forwarded to his wife. She and Jerry's old boss loved watching them while
they had sex and Jerry's wife had even lent one of the tapes to one of
Jerry's old contemporaries, which he played at his bachelor party, a party
that most of the other junior executives had attended.
When Jenny was released she was none the wiser having the memories of going
into the clinic for a tummy tuck and a bust uplifting procedure. In fact she
was overjoyed with the new her and was totally thrilled with the way her
breasts stood out now. "Just like they did in high school!" she said to
herself whenever she caught a side view in a window or mirror.
She couldn't wait to get home to show her room mate Becky, Jerry's old wife,
how fabulous she looked and she was so preoccupied with making sure her
make-up was flawless that she didn't take any notice that her short, short
skirt allowed the taxi driver a clear view of her panties all the way down
between her thighs until they disappeared under her firm curvy bottom. It was
only when they were a few blocks from her destination that she realized why
the driver had turned his rear view mirror at such a strange angle.
She struggled for a few minutes trying to sit so that he wasn't afforded such
a revealing view, but when she realized that the skirt she was wearing was
covering her as much as it ever would she gave up and just let the man see
all he wanted to see. She just pushed the fact that she was exposing herself
to him out of her mind and replaced it with thoughts of how nice and pert her
tittie's looked.
As soon as she entered what used to be her own house she began unbuttoning
her blouse and calling to Becky that she was home again. She pulled her
blouse open as she turned into the den and happened upon her roomy on her
knee's giving her old boss a blow job. Blushing she apologized and started to
turn to leave the room but Becky called out to her saying for her not to
worry.
"Come over here and let the both of us see!" Becky urged and although Jenny
was blushing a bright red she was easily convinced into not only giving them
both a good unobstructed view, but she was also persuaded to let Paul, her
old boss, caress them, kiss them and suckle at each hard nipple while Becky
finished sucking him off. By the time Becky had managed to suck Paul to a
stunning orgasm both Jenny's blouse and lacy underwire bra had been removed
and had been tossed to the floor.
Jenny of course sat submissively while her old boss mauled and squeezed her
firm tit's and once Becky got to her feet she told Jenny that she couldn't
wait to see how her uplifted breasts looked with some of her tittie jewelry
attached. While Jenny sat with down cast eye's, embarrassed that her
roommates boyfriend was freely kneading and caressing her breasts, but to
yielding to protest or to ask him to stop, Becky quickly dashed to what had
been the guest room but was now Jenny's room and retrieved a pair of shinny
sharp toothed nipple clips.
Standing for a moment while she watched her lover pinching her ex-husbands
hard nipples she offered him the two shinny clips. "See how they look with
these attached!" She suggested. Jenny just caught her breath and bit her full
bottom lip softly as her ex-boss gleefully squeezed the clips open, then let
them close on her sensitive nipples. She gasped several times and rolled her
shoulders from the sudden sharp pain that radiated out into each breast then
she started to raise her hands toward the painful clips.
"NO JENNY!" Her ex-boss told her sternly. "You leave them right where they
are! Understand?" He asked. Jenny's new personality would only allow her to
nod her head that she understood and she bit harder on her lower lip to keep
from whimpering. As she sat there in silence, quivering slightly from the
painful clips Beckys boyfriend got to his feet, then he shoved his pants down
and off over his feet.
Becky grabbed Jenny's shoulders and started to force her to turn so she was
facing the back of the sofa. "Now you pull up that skirt and lower those cute
panties Jenny!" Becky ordered. "Paul hasn't had your pussy here to use since
you checked into the clinic!" She added. Jenny's weak objections were ignored
while Becky started to pull at her skirt and after just a few moments Jenny
was obediently working her skirt up around her hips then she slipped her
panties to mid-thigh as she bent over the back of the sofa, sniffing back the
tiny beginnings of a tear.
"Come on Jenny" her ex-boss exclaimed moving behind her. "Spread those legs!"
To which Jenny responded by parting her legs as wide as her panties would
allow, then pushed her hips back slightly so that there would be no doubt she
was offering total use of either of her holes her ex-boss wanted to use. For
the next 20 minutes or so she remained bent over the back of the sofa like
that, the weights attached to her hurting nipple clips bouncing in time to Mr
Baulding's thrusting hips.
But to be sure before the weekend was over her ex-boss had fully used all
three openings she had to offer numerous times while he and Becky
reacquainted Jenny with all the bondage and S/M toys they both knew she
loved. Becky couldn't believe how hot she got seeing her once semi-macho
husband bound by her wrists and ankles, her tittie's in tight bondage while
her lover Paul force-fed her his cock. Or how quickly she reached orgasm by
riding Jenny's mouth while her husband's ex-boss repeatedly violated Jenny's
back hole. Watching him as he roughly stuffed his swollen cock into that
tight opening caused her to gush and she found herself urging him to make his
attack even harder.
The following Monday back at work at the office she did her normal typing and
welcoming of the verious people who had appointments. Of course she was
constantly reminded of the thick, ribbed plug Becky and Mr Balding had
insisted she wear in very sore rear hole. Just the slightest of movement
while she was sitting caused it to stretch the painfully abused membranes of
her bottom and when she walked it was even worse. Her round firm ass cheeks
would force it from side to side when she walked making each step an
uncomfortable and deeply irritating event.
Right before lunch she was called on to serve coffee to the senior executives
in the conference room as they reviewed the weeks agenda. As she entered her
ex-boss announced that Jenny was back from her vacation and suggested that
the four other men in attendance were surely as happy about that as he was,
to which they all agreed.
Jenny blushed slightly and dipped an inch or so in a mock curtsy as she told
them all thank you, then she started filling coffee cups. When she got to Mr
Baulding's cup he stopped her, then while holding her wrist firmly he
suggested that she remove the short black dress she was wearing so they all
could see how nicely her breast uplift had turned out. Turning a beet red she
answered that surely he didn't really mean that and she was told that if she
wanted to keep her job that was exactly what she would do!
With her new submissive and yielding personality and her limited ability to
see any other course of action it was just a couple of moments before she was
standing beside the table pulling the tight fitting dress up over her hips,
tummy, breasts and then off over her head leaving her in just her matching
light blue panties and lacy cupped bra. She stood with her head bowed
slightly to avoid the embarrassment of making eye contact with any of them.
All her bosses gave their approval of how her breasts looked and as she
listened to their compliments she couldn't stop her nipples from growing so
hard that they were making obvious bumps in each cup of her bra. Mr. Baulding
patted her panty covered bottom and told her to finish pouring the coffee
which she did, getting a good feeling up by each of them as long as she was
within arms reach. By the time all of them hand taken a turn at kneading her
firm breasts, caressing her thighs and rubbing her tight ass and inviting
crotch through her panties the powder blue crotchband had turned a noticeably
darker blue from her leaking fluids.
After the last cup was filled like an obedient secretary she asked if there
was anything else. She wanted to die when Mr. Baulding suggested that it
would be a nice token of her appreciation that they had held her position
open while she had been having her tummy and tittie job if she got onto her
hands and knee's, then crawled under the table and as quickly as possible
sucked each of them off as they discussed the office plans for the coming
week. After a moments hesitation a meek "Yes Sir" was all that she said as
she got on her hands and knee's,
Just before disappearing under the table Baulding stopped her, then made a
big deal out of checking to make sure she still had her plug firmly inserted
into her ass. Telling her to remain as she was he slipped her panties down
several inches then slipped his hand inside far enough to feel the cone
shaped plug. All the men chuckled as he let the elastic waistband snap back
into place when he pulled her panties back up. With a smart slap across her
pantied cheeks he chided. "Now get to work Jenny!"
About half way through the meeting one of the men suggested that Jenny just
might be the thing they could offer to several of their better clients, "As
an incentive to continue doing business with us!" It was a suggestion that
was supported by all the other four.
Once the meeting was over and the other executives had left Mr. Baulding
ordered Jenny to bend over the edge of the large wooden conference table.
Without objecting she complied, bending until her tittie's were pressed
firmly into the shinny top of the table. She was expecting Mr. Baulding to
fuck her as he had repeatedly done over the previous two days and her
suspicions were confirmed when she heard the rattling of his belt buckle.
So she was totally unprepared for the stinging pain when that belt lashed
across both of her protruding ass cheeks. Her flimsy panties provided scant
protection from the thin leather belt as it landed a second time. "This is
what you can expect to receive whenever you question any order I give you
Jenny!" Mr. Baulding told her as he swatted his belt against her bottom three
more times. "I tell you to remove your dress! You remove your dress!" He
added. Jenny was submissively telling him that she was sorry as she jerked
with each blow. If she had looked back she would have seen the smile on
Baulding's face as he watched his belt make thin red welts across both of her
firm white globes.
As an added insult and to further punish her Mr. Baulding instructed her to
part her legs as wide as possible, then he applied several swats of his belt
against the damp crotchband of her panties. Each lash stung her sensitive
lips and protruding clitty enough to drive her up onto her tippy toe's.
From that day on she had to serve the five senior men in just her panties and
bra whenever they had a meeting and they started to make bets on what color
her feminine panties would be prior to her removing her dress or skirt and
blouse. Often Baulding would insist that she wear her evil little nipple
clips, which Becky had added two tiny bells so they jingled when she moved,
and at least every other meeting she had to suck them all to completion.
Once when she over filled one of the cups and hot coffee ran off the table
onto the CFO's slacks she was held down and all five men took turns punishing
her by lashing her pussy, tittie's and ass until so many red welts were criss
crossing those area's the individual lines could scarcely be made out.
On her way back to her desk after that first day several of the junior exec's
who she had once been equal to freely cop'd a feel as she passed by. Most of
them remembered the scene's from the video they had seen at the bachelor
party and couldn't wait to get their one time competitor in a compromising
situation. Her recent lashing made her jump more then normal when they
grabbed at her which delighted them all the more.
That evening she dutifully remained at her desk while all the other
employee's left for home until Mr. Baulding summoned her into his office. At
his command she stood in front of his desk and once again stripped off her
short black dress, then as instructed she removed her bra. She remained
standing like that in panties and high heels until a knock on the office door
caused her to try and cover her private area's.
But her hands could only cover so much, and she felt that since she was
wearing panties that she should try and cover as much of her breasts as she
could. Her embarrassment at being so exposed in front of a total stranger
caused her pink blushing to travel down onto her chest and out over the tops
of both tittie's.
But her embarrassment was just beginning because after a few short words
between the strange man and Mr. Baulding she had to lower her panties to just
below her crotch so that the man who had just arrived could tattoo
"Criswell's Slut" just above her thigh beside her soft V shaped mound of
pussy hair. (Criswell being the name of the company) As an afterthought
Baulding also had him add a bit of color to her nipples as well so that they
were a slightly darker red. Although Baulding paid the man for his services
Jenny was made to kneel and use her full pouty lips to suck him off as a tip
or thank you for doing such a nice job.
Only then was she allowed to dress and leave the office.
The End
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