Chris BeakerChapter 5 Long Distance Runaround
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What Goes Around...
By Simon
It was a bright autumn morning; the sun was shining, through the
naked branches of the trees, which lined either side of the
street. It was Saturday, and I was just off to do my weekly
shopping when I heard a voice coming from behind a wall.
"Excuse me." The voice said, "Could you please help me move this
desk down into my basement?"
I looked over and saw a short red-faced man with far too much
facial hair, struggling to move a rather large and heavy desk.
"Sure." I replied, "That's no problem at all."
I walked over and grabbed the opposite end. The man lifted his
side, and with the pair of us, it really wasn't that heavy.
As we got inside the house, I noticed that it was very
dilapidated, there was water-stained wallpaper hanging off the
walls, and the carpet on the floor looked as if it hadn't been
cleaned for many years. We headed towards a small door, which was
situated under the stairs. The man placed his side of the table
on the floor, and opened the door.
"Thank you very much for your help." He said. "I really don't
think I could have shifted this thing on my own."
"It's okay," I responded, "it's not like I don't have a few
minutes to spare to help you."
The man raised his end of the desk again and we began to descend
into his basement. As we got to the bottom of the stairs, I
noticed that this area was in much better shape than the part of
the house, which I had seen so far. It appeared to be some kind
of laboratory. There were desks surrounding the walls, which had
all manner of instrumentation sitting upon them. In the middle of
the floor was a strange looking circular chamber, which reached
to the ceiling, and beside it was another construction, which was
box shaped and stretched along the far wall with a door at either
end.
I was intrigued by all the equipment scattered around the place.
"So what do you do down here?" I enquired.
"Oh!" Said the man, "I'm working on a way to scan the human body
and detect any illness which may occur. If I'm successful, I
should be able to detect many illnesses before they become too
serious, and hopefully they will still be treatable. It could
save many lives. If you have a few moments, perhaps you could
help me, I need to scan someone to see how efficient my machine
is. It will only take a few minutes."
"Sure," I replied, "I'd love to help you. But be sure to mention
me when you pick up your Nobel Prize."
The man smiled at me, "Sure, I will. I'll make sure your name is
right at the very top of my study report. If you'll just step
inside this chamber..." Said the man pointing to the circular
construction. He opened a door and I stepped inside. It was
completely white. "If you will just stand in the centre there,"
he said pointing to a cross in the middle of the scanner, "and
try not to move too much when you hear the humming. This should
only take a few seconds."
"Okay," I replied, "that's no problem."
With that he shut the door. I was now standing in the middle of a
circular room, and with the door closed; it was impossible to
even see the exit. I stood completely still as he had instructed,
and within a short period of time I could hear the humming noise
which he had mentioned. As the noise became louder, I felt myself
becoming rather disorientated. I was so dizzy that at one point,
I almost fell to the ground, but I managed to regain my footing
just in time. Eventually the noise subsided, and I began to
regain my bearings.
The door to the scanner opened, and I saw the man standing in the
entrance. I walked over to him, and almost tripped over. I looked
down and noticed that my jeans were seemed to be far too long.
They were dragging on the floor, and the other strange thing I
noticed was that my foot had completely slipped out of one of my
shoes.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"Don't worry," replied the man, "everything is going to plan so
far."
He walked over towards me and began to help me out of the
chamber. The strangest thing was that he now seemed to be taller
than I was, and before that, I was sure that he was a few inches
shorter.
"What exactly do you mean when you say everything is going to
plan?" I inquired.
"Well," said the man, "it would appear that you don't recognise
me. I'm not surprised," he continued, "after all, when we were at
school together, you always considered me to be sub-human, and
treated me like garbage. Well now it's my turn to take revenge.
My name is Chris Palmerston, do you remember me now?"
"Palmerston!" I exclaimed. "Yes, I remember you. You were the
class geek, always getting 'A' grades, but you had no social
life, and no woman would go near you because you were so weird."
"So you do remember me." Said Palmerston, "I'm touched, really I
am." He continued in a sarcastically. "Well you won't be
surprised to hear that I haven't changed in all these years, and
I still haven't found a woman who will put up with me. But all
that is about to change."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"I mean that, since no real woman will have anything to do with
me, I'll just have to make my own. And that woman is going to be
you!"
"You're crazy!" I replied, as I began to walk towards the stairs
in a desperate attempt to escape.
I had no idea what he was talking about, but I was sure that I
wanted no part of it. Suddenly he grabbed my arms and pulled them
behind my back. I was amazed by his strength, as I was sure that
I should easily have been able to overpower him. He began to
force me towards the other box shaped chamber. My other shoe
slipped from my foot.
"You may have noticed," he began to gloat, "that I am now a lot
stronger than you, and somewhat taller. That is the effect of the
first chamber that you entered, it is in fact designed to shrink
your body and reduce your musculature. Try as you might, there is
no way that you can overpower me"
"What are you doing to me?" I asked feeling afraid at the events
which were unfolding.
"Like I said," he replied, "Since I can't find a proper woman,
I've decided to make my own. The first machine has decreased your
size so that I can dominate you, and this second machine will
perform a number of other functions which I'm sure you will find
rather humiliating, but will make you much more to my liking."
"Please, don't do this!" I begged as he pushed me through the
opening in the second chamber.
He closed the door behind me, and everything went black. I tried
to find the door, but there didn't appear to be any handle on the
inside of the chamber. Suddenly I felt something pulling upon my
body and I found myself standing upright with my arms at my side,
unable to move. A red beam appeared and worked its way down the
entire length of my body, it seemed to be scanning me.
When it had finished, a fine spray was directed at my body. The
remainder of my clothes began to disintegrate until I was left
standing there completely naked. It was then that another set of
nozzles began to spray the entire length of my body. This time
all of the hair I had just fell to the floor and I was left
completely smooth from head to foot, other that the hair on the
top of my head, and my eyebrows.
I felt myself being shifted forward, it seemed that I was on some
sort of conveyor belt. When I stopped, some sort of helmet
attached itself to the top of my head. Something was going on up
there, it didn't feel particularly unpleasant, but I was pretty
sure that whatever it was, I wasn't going to like it.
Suddenly a number of other appliances attached themselves to my
body. One rather large piece covered my waist and hips. It almost
felt as if something was being sucked out of my body, and yet, in
other areas, it felt as if something was being added. Once again,
there was no pain, in fact if anything, it was rather a pleasant
feeling, but I was sure that whatever was happening was not
something I desired. Another piece of equipment had attached to
my chest, and I could definitely feel something being pumped into
that area.
When the helmet on my head withdrew, hair suddenly fell and
caressed my shoulders. This was very odd since I had always kept
my hair very short. What made things worse was that it was also
auburn, and I had always had brown hair.
Before I could panic about that, the instrument attached to my
chest pulled away to reveal a perfect set of breasts, which
seemed very large from this angle, and they were complete with
enlarged nipples.
When the equipment which had surrounded my waist pulled away, it
was difficult to see past my new breasts, but as I moved my head
to the side, it became very clear that my hips had now become
larger and more rounded, whereas my waist was now much slimmer. I
now had a very feminine figure indeed. I would have started to
panic, but there was no time to do so before I was moved further
along to the next part of the machine.
As scary as things had been so far, it didn't compare to this. A
piece of skin coloured latex appeared from the darkness. Attached
to it were a number of wires and tubes. I looked at it curiously,
wondering what on earth it could be. A mechanical arm appeared
from the darkness with a syringe and inserted itself above my
penis.
Everything around that area went numb. It was then that the tubes
and wires were carefully inserted into various positions around
my genitals. When the final one was in place, the piece of latex
they were attached to was moved into position to cover my penis
and testicles. It was only at this point that I realised that the
piece of latex was shaped like a female vagina. Another spray
appeared, and this time it seemed to meld my skin to the latex so
that there was not even the slightest sign of a join. In
appearance, I now had the body of a woman.
At this point, the door opened, and I found myself able to move
again. At least I would have been able to move if it wasn't for
the state of shock that I was in as I looked down at my new body.
Palmerston appeared at the door, and once again he grabbed me by
the arms and pulled me out of the chamber. Once I was outside he
let me go and began to examine me as if I was a piece of meat
with no feelings at all. He poked my new breasts with his finger,
and then he gently tickled my nipple. I felt a sudden surge of
pleasure, but it felt totally wrong. It couldn't be real I kept
thinking to myself. In my confused state of mind, I tried to run
for the stairs to make my escape, but Palmerston easily caught me
and hauled me to the floor. He pinned me down by my shoulders
using his legs to hold me in place. I was completely under his
control, humiliated and very afraid.
At that point, the numbness surrounding my groin began to
subside, and Palmerston moved his hand down there. He placed his
finger inside my opening, and I felt it go in! I didn't know
whether I should scream with alarm or with ecstasy. It was a
feeling unlike anything I had experienced before, and much to my
disgust, I liked it, and yet hated it in equal measure.
"I'm sure you're wondering how I've managed to achieve this."
Said Palmerston. "You see, I've been working on this machine for
years. I designed it especially for you. In order to reshape your
figure, the machine sucked out fat from areas around your body
where it wasn't particularly desirable for a female, and shifted
it to areas where it made you far more attractive. Fortunately
there was enough to make you particularly shapely. The device
attached to your groin is my ultimate achievement. The various
tubes and wires which were attached to your male anatomy mean
that you now have a fully functional female vagina which reacts
exactly the same as the real thing, responding to the same
stimulation, and performing all the usual functions. The spray
which was used on it fused it to your own flesh, and it is now
completely part of your own body, and there is no way to remove
it."
Palmerston had a huge grin on his face as he looked down on me. I
tried to struggle, but he was simply too strong, and I couldn't
move. He sat on top of me for a few minutes, just long enough to
ingrain his physical superiority, and then he stood up and pulled
me to my feet. Grabbing me by the arm, he pulled me up the stairs
back into the hallway.
"I haven't finished with you yet." He said smirking, "You look a
complete mess, and I can't have you running around the house
naked. There's one more machine you need to try out, and that's
upstairs in your new bedroom."
I shuddered at the thought of being put through another of his
machines, but there was nothing I could do to resist him. He
pulled me along behind him until we arrived in a bedroom, which
was quite clearly feminine in its appearance. Along one side of
the room was another box shaped construction, similar to the one,
which I had already been through. He pushed me through the door,
and once again I was plunged into darkness as the door shut
behind me.
As I was held in place once more, a familiar red light scanned
me. Once it had finished, I was moved forwards. This time
something attached to my face, I felt some short, sharp pain
around my eyebrows, and tickling sensations around the rest of my
face. It wasn't too hard to work out that the machine was
applying make-up, and shaping my eyebrows. Despite the
distraction, I could also feel that something had attached itself
to the tips of my fingers, and there was also a tickling
sensation on my toes.
Eventually, whatever it was that had attached to my face removed
itself and disappeared back into the darkness. I looked down and
saw that my fingernails were now much longer than before, and
shaped into perfect ovals. They were also painted a bright shade
of red, as were my toenails. Once again I was shifted forwards
along the conveyor-belt.
When I stopped, I wondered what more could be done to me. I was
already completely humiliated, and felt that things just couldn't
get worse. It was at that point that the machine began to dress
me, and I realised the things could be worse. First of all, a
pair of fishnet pantyhose were pulled up my smooth legs. After
this, a PVC bodysuit was pulled into place over my feminine
curves. It was pulled tight against my crotch, and had a special
piece of material, which left my new boobs clearly visible.
Finally, a couple of mechanical arms appeared from either side of
my body and raised me up before some shoes were placed upon my
feet. They had platform soles, and the heels were massive, making
my new shorter body almost as tall as I had been when I had been
male just half an hour earlier. When the door opened, I tried to
step outside, but I found myself unaccustomed to the new shoes,
which I had been forced into. I immediately tripped and fell to
the floor at Palmerston's feet.
I looked up to him, "Why have you done this to me?" I pleaded, "I
was just a kid when I used to tease you, I didn't know any better
then. Please, change me back, I'm not a woman, if you get me back
to normal, I'll help you to find a proper woman."
"Huh!" Snorted Palmerston. "What sort of an idiot do you take me
for? If I changed you back again, you'd just go to the police and
have me arrested, if you could get them to believe you. It's
irrelevant anyway, since there is no way that I can change you
back, I only made my inventions with one purpose, and that was to
make you permanently female, the machines don't operate in
reverse."
I began to cry. The whole situation had finally begun to sink in,
I was now a woman. And what was worse, I was at the mercy of some
madman.
"Oh stop your snivelling." Barked Palmerston. "I still haven't
finished with you yet."
I simply couldn't comprehend what he was talking about. What more
could he do to me? It was then that he pulled a syringe from his
pocket. I backed away wondering what on earth it could possibly
be, but he pinned me against the wall, and injected me in my
throat. I coughed a couple of times, and found it difficult to
breathe for a few seconds. Then I recovered and looked at him as
he smiled contentedly.
"What was that?" I asked.
But it was quite obvious from the moment that I asked the
question exactly what the injection was. The voice that came out
was clearly feminine.
"Well now we're finished." Said Palmerston. "And I couldn't be
happier. You really do look quite stunning. Here, let me show
you."
He put his arm around me, and led me to a full-length mirror,
which hung on the back of the door. There in front of me stood a
magnificent specimen of womanhood. I was stunning. If I had still
been a man, I would have moved heaven and earth to be a part of
this woman's life. But I guess I was a part of this woman's life.
One hour ago I had been a perfectly content male, and now I was a
beautiful woman completely at the whim of this madman.
"What are you planning to do with me?" I asked in my new melodic
voice.
"From this point on, you will be my wife. You will do everything
I ask of you, and I will treat you with kindness. Of course, if
you ever try to escape, I will have to punish you severely, and
you have to trust me when I say that there are some other
experiments that I have yet to try out which you would be ideal
for, but they would make your life hell. Of course, if you ever
did escape, the chances of anyone believing your story are nil,
so you would probably end up in some asylum and I'm pretty sure
you wouldn't want that. From now on, your name is Sarah
Palmerston, get used to it, because that's who you are for the
rest of your life!"
Palmerston left the room, locking the door behind him. I looked
in the mirror once more, hoping that this time I would find out
that it had all been a dream and I would find myself looking back
at my male body. But it was all real, here I was, my name was now
Sarah, and I was the sexiest woman that I had ever met, and I
would remain so for the rest of my life.
Mila
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