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Tales of Terror 8
By Paul G Jutras
THE MISSION
It was way past midnight when secret agent Alex Gallery and his girlfriend
Goldie arrived back at his apartment. They had just begun to undress one
another when Alex's hot line phone rang.
"This is Agent Gallery speaking." Alex said as he picked up the phone. It
was The Chief, of course.
"The Buzzard is reported to be spending his nights at the 57th Bordello.."
The Buzzard was a gangster, a particularly sleazy one. He was involved
mostly in drugs and prostitution. Not particularly dangerous, but he had
been evading The Agency for months.
"And you want me to bring him in, right? Sounds a bit simple for a agent
of my talent. Anyway, The Buzzard has seen my face before. He'll
recognize me in an instant."
"We've already thought of that," the chief agent continued. He sat in his
office with his back to the speaker phone, which made his voice difficult
to follow. "We found a way to modify your appearance completely. Come
into the lab at headquarters immediately and report to Dr. Evan Strange."
Alex had never heard of Dr. Strange before, but he was used to getting
orders of this kind from his enigmatic boss.
"I'm sorry honey," Alex said, turning toward Goldie. He gave her a kiss on
the lips before leaving. "I guess I've got to go, but you can spend the night
if you want."
Goldie sighed, but she knew there was no point in arguing. With Alex,
work always came before pleasure.
After driving his Hover-Jag across town to The Agency, Alex headed to
the medical lab in the basement. Janet Max was the nurse on duty at the
front desk.
"Hey, Alex. The Chief said you need to sign these forms." Alex looked
them over. As he expected, they said that gave is consent for any work
that The Agency considered necessary for the mission. He signed them
and handed them back.
"Thanks." She quickly looked over the form and saw everything was in
order. "Go to room 402 and change into the hospital gown you'll find on
the hanger. Dr. Strange will be with you soon."
Thanks." Alex flashed a sexy smile that made the nurse blush before he
headed into the room and changed.
A short time later, a man wearing a white lab came in with a pad full of
forms and looked at the handsome dark haired man. "I'm Dr. Evan
Strange. The Chief has told me about your mission and I can see why he
felt this was necessary. You've already signed all the necessary forms, so
unless you have any questions, I'm ready to proceed."
"I'm ready when you are."
Dr. Strange took a needle and injected it into his arm. As the drug took
effect, the agent felt dizzy and found the room spinning around him before
passing out.
Alex woke up in a strange room. "Where the heck am I?" Agent Gallery
had spoken aloud and his high pitched voice surprised him. It sounded
female! Then he got out of bed and felt the weight of the large pillowy
breasts on his chest. He brushed the long brown hair from his eyes, looked
down, and found that he was dressed in a black lace bra, tight black leather
shorts and four inch thigh high leather boots.
He then looked around the bedroom and noticed a tape recorder on the
dresser. With a sculpted and painted nail he pressed the play button and
heard The Chief's voice giving him the details of his mission.
"I'm sorry for not warning you about the nature of Dr. Strange's treatment.
You have been injected with a specially engineered virus which has not
only modified your appearance, but has changed your entire genetic
structure as well. For this mission you will be required to play the part of
one the Buzzard's sex toys. You must place yourself at the mercy of
the Buzzard so you can get close enough for him to confess. You'll
then arrest him."
"Oh, man!" Alex exclaimed as he thought of the pretty nurse and Goldie.
"I hope that the effects of this virus are reversible!"
Before he could think about it, a monotone voice came over a loudspeaker
hidden somewhere in the room. It sent a shiver up his spine. "Welcome to
the Dream Come True Brothel. You'll always leave with a smile on your
face."
Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, Alex sat on the bed in a sexy
manner. He watched the doorknob turn and saw The Buzzard come in.
With a smile, he walked over, sat next to the apparent prostitute and ran
his hand through Alex's long silky hair. "You are a lovely one."
"Thanks." Alex replied as he rubbed The Buzzard's cock until it was hard,
while The Buzzard rubbed Alex's new big boobs . Alex started to feel wet
between the legs. He found it hard to concentrate on his mission as they
peeled one another clothes off and made love.
Alex could feel The Buzzard's swollen cock inside his new sex as they the
rocked back and forth on the mattress. They both moaned constantly until
together they broke into the orgasm of a lifetime. After they both had a
chance to recover, Agent Gallery arrested The Buzzard.
Later, back at The Agency, The Chief informed Alex that he would be
required to remain in his new form until The Buzzard's case went to trial.
Two months later, after a full confession, The Buzzard was found guilty of
multiple counts of sales of narcotics and was given a life sentence.
BACKFIRE ROMANCE
"Well Tom, there goes Samantha again" said Vinnie, as the girl with
shoulder length blonde hair hopped onto her bike and rode off. She was
wearing a red tank top and blue denim shorts. "I have been trying to date
her since she moved into the neighborhood last month."
"There is no way she'll go for someone like you." Tom snickered at
Vinnie as if he was in on a secret that that nobody else was in on. "She's
only goes for that special sort of someone."
"I suppose you think you're that special type of someone." Vinnie said
with a grin. "I may not know what you know, but I can see to it that I'll get
a date with her before you ever will."
"That I'd like to see." Tom said as he went for a walk. Vinnie took off for
his bedroom computer. He soon brought up a web site that he had discovered
the week before, one that displayed a logo of two cartoon bugs hugging one
another.
"I just hope that these Hugglebugs nanites perform as advertised." Vinnie
placed an order for the eternal spray and hit send on his computer. "I'll make
sure that no one ever dates Samantha but me. Tom, or should I say Tanya,
won't know what hit her."
For the next week, Vinnie tried everything he could think of to ask
Samantha out for a date. He was waiting outside her house to walk her to
the high school bus. He stood outside the ice cream shop waiting for her to
show up with her female friends and offered to buy them all banana splits. He
even followed her to the movies to make it a date, only to have bucket of
popcorn poured over his head.
Finally, the package arrived from Hugglebugs . He couldn't remember ever
being so excited. He ran to the phone and called Tom.
"Hey Tom, I got a new magic kit and I want to see what you think of it."
"Sounds cool. I'll be right there." Tom replied.
When Tom arrived, Vinnie had a wide smile on his face. He led his friend
into the windowless den and took out a can with the Hugglebugs logo on it.
"What does that stuff do, Vinnie?"
"Its supposed to make you irresistible to women."
"You've got to be kidding!" Tom was suspicious, but still curious. "How does
it work?"
"I just spray it on you. But first, you need to take off your clothes so they
won't get stained or ruined."
"All of them?" Tom asked.
"You can leave your underwear on." Vinnie assured his friend as he
watched Tom strip down to his boxers. Tom started to shiver.
"Hurry up! I'm cold!"
Vinnie took the cap off the can and began spraying it all over Tom's body.
"This will only take a few minutes."
"You sure have a funny look on your face, Vinnie." Tom's voice was
strangely unfamiliar. He looked down to see a perfect pair of unsupported
breasts hanging off his now feminine chest. He ran his soft hands over his
smooth, hairless body as his friend laughed.
"Take a look in the mirror." Vinnie chuckled. "You're now a girl."
"You did this to me with that spray?" Tom, (now Tanya) said as she took
the can from Vinnie and started to read the label "If you think I'm going
to be mad, you're in for a little surprise. You see, I've always been
transgendered. This is what I've always wanted."
"You mean you weren't after Samantha for a date?" Vinnie asked.
"Sure I was." Tanya giggled girlishly. "You were so busy trying to keep me
from dating her that you never even saw that she was really a lesbian. Now
I'll have a much better chance to get to know her."
"You're not serious." Vinnie said in shock.
"Oh, but I am." Tanya smiled as spread a cross her new face. "Your
mother doesn't trust the adult sites you could get into and saw your
outgoing mail to Hugglebugs. She called my mother and told her. She was
quite pleased that you paid for my chance to be the person I really am."
Vinnie was furious! "Well, before you embark on your new life as a lesbian,
I think you should have at least a taste of a real man." Then he leaped on
Tanya, pulled off her male underwear, and shoved his cock into her virgin
vagina. Tanya felt like she was being torn apart as she couldn't shake him.
Tom spent himself in a few quick thrusts. This certainly wasn't going to do
anything toward convincing her to take up the life of a heterosexual female.
A month later, Tanya was returning home from a date with Samantha. Her
mother was waiting for her with a worried look on her face. Seeing her
concern, Tanya sat down next to her. "What is it, mother?"
"Since the nanites turned you into a real girl, shouldn't have had your
period by now?" Tanya's mother was clearly very concerned.
Tanya remembered her former best friend attacking her after the
transformation. "Oh no, do you think I'm pregnant?"
The next day, Tanya's mother took her to the doctor for a check up. Sure
enough, Tanya was pregnant. She had to take her final exams in the summer
after graduation. Soon after that, Tanya and Samantha moved out on their
own. Together, they made a happy family with the baby girl they raised together.
NEW YEAR PARTY DOLL
Leslie wore a velvet purple dress with a low-neck line that came just above her
knees. Her suntan hose covered feet stepped into a pair of matching sling back
shoes and her arm reached for her purse.
"Don't be such a couch potato, Ed. You look great in a tux. And after all, it is
New Years Eve."
"I do like that dress on you." Ed said as he nuzzled Leslie's neck and kissed her.
She was careful not to ruin her make up as they headed over to the
Steinfeild Research Lab. Leslie and her fellow scientists at the government worked long hours for low pay. At least tonight they could get together for
a little fun. It would be an office party Leslie wouldn't soon forget.
On the way to the lab it started to rain. That wouldn't have been so bad,
except that the car got a flat. Of course, Leslie remained in
the car while Ed got out in the rain and changed the flat. His tux was totally
soaked. When they got to the lab, Leslie helped him change into a lab
coat while the tux dried off.
"That will have to do for now." Leslie smiled as she took a wine glass from the
set up bar. "Can I get you anything?"
"None for me and you know you need to be careful too, my sweet dolly." Ed
commented. "You know how you get when you drink too much."
"What are you going to do to stop me?" Leslie giggled as she finished
her first drink and went back for a second.
Perhaps there was something he could do. Ed remembered something that Leslie
had talked about one night during the passions of sex, something about a shrink
gun. It was being developed for the military so that they could move large amounts
of large equipment more easily. He decided to do a little exploring.
He knew where Leslie's office was and was able to get there without be seen.
He quickly checked the room and found what he was looking for in a drawer.
They really should be more careful about security, Ed thought to himself as he
slipped the shrink gun under the lab coat.
Ed returned to the party, still unnoticed. The white lab coat made an effective
unintentional disguise. Leslie had just started her third glass of wine and was
starting to flirt with a young technician. He pulled her aside and showed her the
gun. "You know what this is, don't you?
Leslie shrieked and start to pull away. Ed turned the ray on her. At first she
felt hot and bothered. Her skin became extremely sensitive and the touch of
her clothing on her body started to stimulate her sexually. Leslie began to moan
with passion. Her breasts became erect and stayed that way. The smaller she got,
the shinier her skin became. Soon it resembled hard plastic.
Instead of her vagina getting wet, she noticed that her slit had sealed itself up into
a smooth plastic mound. Leslie continued to shrink until she was the size of a
Barbie Doll. Her clothing was apparently immune to the effects of the shrink ray.
She slipped out of her gown and fell into the wine glass she held in her hand only
moments ago, totally sexless and naked.
"I warned you that I'd do something drastic if you didn't stop drinking" Ed said
as he helped her out of the glass. He used the edge of her dress to dry her
off. "You do make a beautiful living doll, though."
"Edward you fool!" Leslie shouted. "We haven't perfected the reversal beam
yet. I'm stuck like this!"
"I'm sorry honey, but now I'm sure you'll stick to a one drink limit." Ed tried to
use the gun to shrink her clothes but found it didn't work. The ray would only
shrink living tissue.
"We were afraid something like this would happen. We went to Dolls R US for
some clothes, just in case one of us ever got shrunk by mistake." Leslie told him.
Pete, the technician she had been flirting with, unpacked some doll clothes. She
tried on a mini skirt, a white blouse, and spike heels.
"Not good." Leslie muttered as her plastic feet with their fused toes wobbled drunkenly
in her high heeled shoes. She quickly removed the skirt and shoes to replace
them with black slacks and a pair of matching loafers. As she pulled the
pants up, she couldn't believe the pale tone her skin had taken on.
The clothes on her hard plastic skin aroused her terribly and Ed quickly took
her home so she could get out of them. As she stood on the dash and saw
herself in the side mirror, she had to admit that she made a lovely doll. It was
always possible that the lab would one day be able to reverse the ray. Until
then it would only take her husband's prick rubbing her body to send waves of
orgasmic relief through her new form.
MANNEQUIN MIX UP 3
It was a cool January evening. Sandra and Jasmine were finishing a dinner of
canned tuna. They hadn't had a modeling job in a long time and they weren't sure
when their next meal was coming from. As Sandra took a bite, she noticed an
ad in the paper.
MANNEQUIN MODELS WANTED
DURSHEER PANTYHOSE COMPANY
34TH STREET NEW YORK, NEW YORK.
"Think we should give it a try?" Sandra asked.
"With only $50 and a pair of pantyhose between us, are you kidding? I hope we
can at least get some free underwear out of the deal."
Sandra nodded in agreement. They did their hair that night and set out their finest
clothes for the next day before going to sleep.
That night at the Dursheer Pantyhose Company, Mr. Dursheer walked into the
stock room where a young red headed woman struggled. Her wrists were chained
to the wall and her ankles lashed together. As soon as she saw him, she started
to scream through a muffled gag.
"Don't feel too bad. You'll bring some woman much pleasure." He then opened
a large old book and began to read from it in a very strange language. The woman
watched as her skin took on an almost transparent appearance. As her legs rubbed
against each other they started to feel more like fine nylon than flesh. The rest of her
body soon began to change to nylon as well. Her wrists became almost two
dimensional and slipped out of the shackles. Soon, a pair of suntan pantyhose dropped
to the floor. She was picked up and put in a box that already contained a jet-black pair.
Mr. Dursheer smiled. "You turned out very nicely."
The next day Sandra and Jasmine were the first two girls to show up for an interview
at the Dursheer factory. They were surprised not see others waiting their turn. When Mr.
Dursheer stepped out of his office.
"I see someone did answer my ad." The man acted as if he was expected the two
and only the two. "Please step inside and change into the pantyhose I have laid
out for you on the table. Just the pantyhose and your underwear if you don't mind."
A few minutes later, the two girls had slipped into the new hose. They were
surprised that it didn't have a cotton panel. This made both girls look completely
sexless.
"Oh, my." Sandra said as she rubbed her clit through the nylon. "Just wearing
them makes me feel hot!"
When Mr. Dursheer came back he found them wearing just their bras and hose,
tweaking each others breasts and rubbing one another's sex through their hose. A
smile spread across his face as set up a camera on a tripod to prepare for a
photography session. "Alright ladies, shall we begin?"
The photo shoot went on for several hours. Sandra and Jasmine found themselves
feeling stiffer and stiffer with each shot. Eventually, when Sandra tried to move, she
found she and Jasmine had to hold on to one another to keep from toppling over.
"What's... happening... to... us?" Jasmine asked as she slowly lost her
voice. When Sandra tried to speak, she too found she could no longer speak.
"I guess I forgot to tell you that the modeling job is more than lifetime
one." Mr. Dursheer said as a smile spread across his face. "Of course we
can't have anyone your know recognizing you, and forms do sell hose much better
than complete mannequins."
"Noooooooo!" The girls mentally screamed with a mixture of fear and the surges
of pleasure that wearing the hose brought them. Of course, they had no way of
knowing that. Their skin turned to hard plastic and they were pleasuring the living
nylon as much as it was pleasuring them.
"I see it has already started." Mr. Dursheer smiled again as he noticed their
hair had already fallen out. He went to them before they became too stiff and
posed their legs in the fashion he wanted. He then placed their feet into a
pair of heels. When they finished hardening, they'd remain forever ready for a pair of
high heels. The mere touch of his hands sent extra bursts of pleasure
through both the mannequins and the nylons they wore.
To the girls, the room seemed to get bigger and bigger. As their face faded away into
their lower torsos, they soon could not see anything at all. All they could
do was hear the world around them and feel the fantastic pleasure created by the hose
and anything else that touch them.
It was a fatal error not to see what this job was. Jasmine thought to
herself as she wondered how she could still be alive. We thought they
wanted models to pose as mannequins not mannequins for models.
"Here is a little something more for each of you." Mr. Dursheer said, pulling
down each of their hose and slipping a dildo into them. For the girls it
felt like the hard plastic object was shoved down their throat and filled
their sex at the same time. Being only a lower torso, they wasn't any way
to be sure where their heads and mouths had once been.
As Mr. Dursheer pulled the hose back up, he carried them each of them out to the
pantyhose display and put them on a rack displaying the packages of nylons
the company had on sale that week. Each package contained what once had been a girl,
brought to the brink of arousal before her transformation so that the arousal would be trapped
by the change.
THE END
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