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Disclaimer: The normal warning... Under 18, scram! This is copyrighted to [email protected] Authors Note: I extend a special thanks to the many talented writers that post here at Fictionmania.tv ... and the best way to say thanks is by offering you my take. :-) Best of the Best By JR Parz I. The Mission "Look, Mr. Winters... My research committee pointed to you as the "Best of the Best"... and given the time constraints I need to know your answer," Jonathan Danthers stated in a firm commanding voice. "I was under the impression Jordan Carmichael was on this mission", Chris replied. "We lost her," Danthers stated. "What do you mean, you lost her!?! Jordan is the best damn female agent in the business!" "Was the best, maybe, but now she's probably more into getting laid," Danthers replied. "Jordan's my friend, Danthers... I suggest you explain what happened to her". "My Intelligence sources indicate that she's been collared... just like my daughter... and will probably join my daughter on the auction block in less than 24 hours". "Are you telling me Jordan's wearing a slave collar?" "That's exactly what I'm telling you". "I was under the impression that slave collars couldn't be activated unless the subject truly consents". "I was under the same impression, but this group we're dealing with has discovered a way to surface true feelings deep within a female... and as a result, these enhanced feelings actually trigger the collar to activate". "But how the hell can they do that?!? Do you realize the implications?" "Yes I do... and have already commissioned a group of scientists to work the case and although they have come up with a few theories, they haven't really found anything conclusive". "Look... I don't know about your daughter, but I do know Jordan and I don't believe that she could be broken into becoming someone's sex toy... even with the collar". "Then you're a fool for underestimating what you're up against. Just for the record, my daughter, Audra, had been very much a rebel like your friend, Jordan, and from what my operative reports, she's become quite docile. Don't underestimate these people... They are pros and very dangerous". "How far did Jordan get before they nabbed her?" "We aren't sure, but at this point we believe she's been collared and has already undergone their treatment". "You mean the collaring isn't enough?" "The collar places the girl in the proper frame of mind, which allows for failsafe treatment". "What does it entail"? "The treatment prepares the subject for their new life of slavery". "I don't believe it. I think you're the one that is underestimating". "Look, Mr. Winters... Normally, I wouldn't harp on this but I'm doing so because I need you to succeed. Miss Carmichael is female and therefore subject to the same science as other females. Studies have proven that regardless how aggressive or unfeminine a girl might be on the outside... they are very subservient on the inside". "Why haven't you gone to the authorities on this?" "Because that would be sealing my daughter's fate and once she's auctioned off, her subservience becomes permanent and exclusive. You're my last hope. If you fail... then Audra is doomed to be someone's sex slave for life". "Have you considered the possibility that it might already be too late?" "As of an hour ago, it isn't". "I knew these damn collars would eventually be used for evil". Danthers nodded his head as he opened his desk drawer and pulled out a collar. "This cost me $1,000,000. It's designed for a girl with a true calling. Once the collar has been activated, they're enslaved for life... but getting to this point requires true submission". "I suppose you're going to prove it," Chris responded. Danthers 'hit' his intercom button and moments later a very beautiful woman in her late twenties appeared. "Yes, Mr. Danthers?" the woman asked. "Darlene... put this on," Danthers instructed the woman. "But Mr. Danthers, that's a slave collar!" Darlene responded, alarmed. "Trust me, Darlene... I know you're a happily married lady and I would never do anything to jeopardize your marriage," Danthers responded. "But..." "Do I need to call someone else," Danthers asked. Chris watched the young woman take the collar and place it around her neck. "Now, say the words," Danthers instructed. "Please, Mr. Danthers! I don't want to..." "Say them! I told you to trust me... Now, tell me out loud that you want to be my slave". "I... I want to be your slave," the woman whispered, tearing up. Danthers turned to him... "Under normal circumstances, Darlene doesn't have to worry about being forced into a life of slavery because the collar is purposely designed NOT to work on a girl who doesn't truly want it". "I'm sorry, Mr. Danthers," the woman whispered with downcast eyes. "I'm sorry to have to put you through such an emotional time Darlene". "I'm sorry I doubted you, sir," Darlene responded, taking the collar off and handing it back to Danthers. Yes... you should have... and we'll discuss that later on... But for now, run along," Danthers replied. Chris waited for the girl to leave before turning to Danthers. "If the collar can be tricked into believing a girl is submitting, then why won't it make the correction once it detects their true feelings?" "Good question, Mr. Winters... an obvious flaw in the original design of the collar. Bottom line, it can't deactivate once it's been activated, therefore once a slave, always a slave... and I believe these people specifically capitalized on this flaw". "How can you be sure that these feelings they surface aren't artificial?" "Not possible. Trust me, they have learned to surface a girl's deepest feelings and when they do, the collar is activated". "Then isn't it already too late?" "Not really... Right now if we were to get them back, they'd be subservient and perpetually horny, but it wouldn't be directed and therefore they'd be able to function somewhat normally". "What about the treatment?" "Brainwashing is relatively easy to reverse but once they've been 'keyed' it's over". "What exactly does being keyed mean?" "The collar is keyed to the operator's brain frequencies, ensuring and a slave-like devotion and absolute obedience. The mean thing is that the keyed girl is still all there underneath her new persona, utterly powerless to be anything other than a slave. Through simple thought the operator can force to girl to behave certain ways... feel certain ways... made to hate it... made to love it... anything. Hell, the operator can even give the keyed girl an orgasm through mere thought". "Like I said... the damn thing is evil". "Under normal circumstances, there are people that would argue with you, but remember, the collar was designed for the female that truly wants this type of life and where is the evil in that? The fact is... it isn't the collar that is evil, but the people controlling them". "Spoken like a true Republican, Danthers... I'm one myself... but this device crosses the line". "True... and that's why I have my scientists working around the clock on this". "Cut the shit, Danthers... If your daughter wasn't a victim, there wouldn't be anyone working on it," Chris replied with a grin. Danthers looked at him with a slight smirk and nodded his head... and then a few seconds later a very lovely young woman, who couldn't have been much older than 21 appeared... dressed professionally, yet stylish. She possessed long dark hair, emerald green eyes, and quite frankly, breath-taking. "Meet, Theresa Nichols... In public, she's my girlfriend and has been for the last two years". "How are you?" Chris asked, extending his arm to shake the girl's hand. "Fine, sir... and you?" she asked, smiling back at him. "Isn't she a doll?" Danthers asked with a smile. "Yes, she's quite beautiful," Chris replied. "Would you believe in private, she's my sex slave," Danthers added. Chris looked at the girl's neck... and noticed the collar. Could this beautiful girl actually be Danthers slave? "Theresa here was keyed to me as a birthday present". "Are you saying that Theresa's a product of these people?!?" "Yes... and now these very same people have come back and abducted my daughter". "You're as bad as the people that have your daughter!" "I told you, Theresa was a gift from a very important client". "Just because she was a gift doesn't excuse keeping her your slave". "Don't you get it? Once a girl's been keyed, her free life is over. She quite literally becomes your property and responsibility. In Theresa case, she was plucked right out of a beauty pageant, collared and keyed to me within an hour". "She seems normal... almost like she isn't enslaved at all". "A testament to these people's work... and another reason they are so successful. Given Theresa's a prime example, there's no way of telling how many girlfriends... or wives are actually slaves". "Amazing," Chris whispered. "Watch," Danthers added, and then quite suddenly the lovely brunette began to strip. Beautiful was an understatement and he couldn't help but stare at her naked perfection. Then the girl started to openly caress her boobs with one hand while she fingered herself with the other... and she blushed the whole time! Then she cried out from an orgasm and collapsed down to her knees. "Holy, Christ!" Chris responded, having never seen anything more erotic! "As owner, I have complete telepathic control of her actions and emotions... plus that very lovely pussy of hers. She came because I allowed it. So, you see... she's very normal looking on the outside, but very much my personal sex slave on the inside". "Is she aware of what she just did?" "Very much so... and despite her embarrassment she was made to enjoy it," Danthers replied. Theresa suddenly got up off the floor, quickly put back on her clothes back on and left the room. "You mentioned an operative inside... Why don't you use this person to intervene?" "She's not an agent and lacks the skills. If she tried, she'd be dealt the same fate immediately. She's more useful to me in her current position". "What about Jordan?" "What about her?" "Isn't there an outside chance that you're wrong about her?" "No... not a chance. If you can get her back without interfering with your mission to return my daughter, then 'go' for it". "Not too much gratitude for her efforts, are there? I mean... she did sacrifice her life to rescue your daughter, right?" "Like hell she did... She sacrificed her life for $50,000,000". "$50,000,000!?!" "Yes... and she knew the risks". "Given I'm a guy and this mission really does call for a girl, what makes you think that I have a better chance of success?" "Because, Mr. Winters... The collar won't work on a guy". "But how do I get close enough?" he asked. "First we perform a mind transference operation". "A what!?!" "You'll be undertaking the mission in the body of a teenaged girl". "Like hell I will! What ever gave you the impression that I'm allow something like that?" "$500,000,000". Chris's eyes lit up. "I see I caught your interest," Danthers responded with a grin. "I'll admit that I'm curious... but tell me, what makes you think that I won't meet the same fate as Jordan?" "Because my scientists assure me that you're immune to their technology," Danthers replied with a smile. "Immune?" Chris asked, looking for an explanation. "Yes, it is our theory that their technology relies on the natural desire of a female and although you will look and act very female, you'll still be a man underneath where it counts and men don't have a natural submissive side. So, it is our belief the collar won't work". "And if you're wrong, not only would I be forced to wear this female body for the rest of my life... I'd be someone's sex slave, too!" "The risks are astronomical... hence the price tag". "That's why I'm going to demand you double it". "If you take a moment to check your savings account, you'll note that I have already transferred a half billion dollars into your account and the contract will read that you'll receive an additional half billion upon my daughter's safe return". "What happens to my body during the mission?" Danthers pressed a button on his desk and in walked three very beautiful girls. They all looked in their teens and were dressed in loose fitting white robes. Each girl stood at attention before him. "They look drugged". "They've been given a mild hypnotic. Anyway, I'm giving you a choice to select the girl you're to become". "Mighty nice of you... and I suppose whoever I select will wear my body," Chris replied. "Yes, Mr. Winters... but other than a daily exercise program, she won't be allowed to do anything else. She'll remain under close supervision until you either succeed or fail". "And then what?" "If you succeed, the girl's family becomes rich... we slip her a 'psyche patch', condition her if necessary, and then we release her". "How much is she getting for her troubles?" "Her family will receive $5,000,000". "What happens if I fail?" "We'll find a suitable body for her, put her through some serious conditioning... do the same with her family and close friends... and her payment is doubled". "Interesting... Next concern... Now, how is it possible to pass myself off as a girl?" "We have a 'psyche patch' that will alter your actions, reactions, and overall behavior". "I won't allow it. I've heard of those patches and I've heard that they have permanent side affects. Plus, I have to be myself in order to execute my mission". "The patches I have are state of the art and not at all like the ones you've read or heard about. Our patch allows you to walk, talk and behave very female, but doesn't tamper at all with the real you. Trust me... You'll still be your ugly self underneath that pretty shell". "I don't know about this... I'm one hundred percent heterosexual and if I allow you to use a patch on me I can imagine how feminine I'll be acting when I returned to my own body". "What if you're propositioned by a guy?" "Then I'll tell him I'm a lesbian because I won't use the patch!" "Look, I'll revise the contract to read that my patches won't have any adverse affects, and to prove how confident I am about that I'll include the fact that you will receive an additional billion if I'm wrong," Danthers responded. "Fine, Danthers... I'll agree to it as long as it's in the contract," he responded. "Good... Now, which girl would you like to become?" "They're all very beautiful... but also very young". "Necessary. Audra is only sixteen. In order for the slavers to be interested in you, you'll need to draw their attention and they've demonstrated an attraction towards youth". "But Jordan was in her late twenties and if she apparently had no problem". Danthers retrieved a picture from his desk and handed it to Chris. "This is what Miss Carmichael looked like before she left on her mission". "She undertook the mind transference operation, too!?!" "Yes... and right now her body is safe and secure upstairs". "Do the girl's parents know about Jordan?" "We won't tell them until Miss Carmichael is auctioned off. Now, if you please, Mr. Winters. With every second that ticks by I'm in greater danger of losing my daughter". "Interesting how little you value these three girls who are the same age as your daughter". "These girls are not my daughter, plain and simple". "Have you sampled their charms?" "If you mean did I fuck them, no". "Are they virgins?" "The youngest one is, but the other two have had sex before. In fact, the oldest has a boyfriend". "What does he think about this?" "I'm sure the family didn't give the girl the option to discuss it with her boyfriend given the amount of money involved". "Is the one in the middle the youngest?" "Yes... and the blonde is seventeen... and the brunette eighteen". "Well, the eighteen year old is way too top heavy and I'll be damned if I'm going to carry those things around". Danthers smirked and then whispered something into the girl's ear. Without saying a word, the girl turned and headed out the door. "Which of these two is the better athlete?" "The youngest is currently one of the finer soccer stars in the state". "Well, she's too young for my blood, so that leaves me with the blonde". "She's stunning... very curvaceous with the exception of her breasts". "Are you kidding? They're perfect". "Her name is Heather Thompson and she's captain of her high school's cheerleading squad". "Swell... When do you want me to undergo the transference?" "Then you're agreeing to the mission?" "Yes, as long as you stipulate the additional billion dollars if the patch leaves me acting on the feminine side". "It'll be in there," Danthers promised. While Chris waited for the new contract to be drafted, he took some time to look at his soon to be new body and as he did, he pondered what the mission would entail. True... he was the 'best of the best' but there was no way of telling how he'd react as a girl! "I remembered a friend of mine that won a 24 hour experience in a female body. According to him it was the best time of his life and he ended up seducing three girls into having lesbian sex. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think that I would be experiencing the same thing". "I guess money has a way of swaying people," Danthers replied with a smirk. Chris looked at his new soon to be body again before he picked up a pen... II. Waking Up as Heather "Heather... wake-up," a soft voice called out to her. Slowly, Chris opened her eyes, responding to her new name and immediately realized feeling different... and it was about this time when she noticed her long blonde hair and slender feminine arms and hands, but when she looked down at her chest, she gasped in shock! "They're beautiful, don't you think?" the woman commented, smiling at her. "They're huge..." she responded, and then paused to absorb how her new voice had sounded. "Mr. Danthers is expecting you," the woman responded, adding, "the bathroom is through that door over there and your clothes are over there on the chair". "Wha... what did he do to me?!?" she asked, cupping her new boobs, which suddenly sent a jolt of pleasure straight to her groin. "Mr. Danthers will explain everything," the woman replied with a smile, obviously noting her aroused state. "He had no right!" she snapped, shifting around to get off the bed... and when she did she felt her new boobs jiggle every which way. "I'll wait for you outside the door," the woman responded, maintaining her smile. Chris slipped out of bed, feeling her new boobs bounce up and down. She cupped them again to stop them from bouncing, but when she did she felt another jolt of arousal. Quickly, she made her way to the bathroom to look at herself in the mirror and what she saw stare back at her nearly made her swoon. Knowing what she was getting into and the reality of it were definitely two different things! If Heather had been a ten before the transference operation, she was now off the charts! But she distinctively remembered that Heather had small boobs, which wasn't the case anymore! Suddenly, her new bladder screamed at her to sit down and pee, eliciting a blush. On one hand she thought it was strange, but on the other she thought it was the most natural thing in the world as she dabbed at her new anatomy to wipe herself. "Damn," she muttered to herself... Every time she touched herself, she felt her arousal elevate and the urge to finger herself was strong, but as hard as it was, Chris forced herself to ignore it and headed to the chair to dress. She walked over and began to dress, slipping on a skimpy pair of thong panties that barely covered her lower region. Her new vulva was puffy and moist and it was then that she noticed that she had no pubic hair. Had they done this while she slept or had Heather always kept herself 'clean' shaven? To say that she was sexually sensitive down there would have been an understatement. She then read the tag on her bra and saw where it was read '34D', and remembered quite vividly that she had been much smaller. "Damn you, Danthers," she muttered as she clasped the bra in front before twisting it around to jockey her new boobs inside the cups. Then she reached for a pair of skintight low-riding jeans that barely rose above her new hips and then put on a tube top that barely covered the top half portion of her new boobs! She looked like a young tart and blushed. Then she looked around for some makeup to touch up her face. "Ah... excuse me," she called out to the woman standing outside her door, "there's no makeup and I was wondering if I could borrow some of yours?" "Never mind about the makeup... you'll be receiving a professional makeover before you depart for your mission" the woman responded. Chris felt a mixture of elation at the prospect of her upcoming makeover and an unsettling feeling at having to face Danthers without makeup on and then... for a brief second, wondered what was wrong with this picture... but the swaying of the woman's ass in front of her, as she followed, gave her something else to focus on. "Ah... Heather... so nice to see you," Danthers greeted her with a smile. "What's the meaning of this?" she asked, cupping her new boobs for emphasizes. "Ah... necessary, I'm afraid". "If I wanted big boobs I would have selected the 18 year old," she responded in anger, but sounded downright sexy instead. "Look... this mission is far too important for preferences and I can't afford having these 'slavers' pass you up because you're too flat on top". "But why did you have to make them so big!" she cried, hating the fact that she was tearing up. "Oh, relax... They're not that big... they just look big because of your slim frame. Anyway, they compliment your other changes as well". "What other changes?" she asked, surprised. "It appears you've been so obsessed with those new boobs of yours that you hadn't noticed that we've given you the body of a Penthouse centerfold," Danthers replied. "I... You did?" she asked, stunned. "I gave you longer hair, a much more rounded ass, and a natural sexiness to your walk. The original Heather would have drawn attention, but not nearly as much as you will receive". "I hope for your daughter's sake that these new attributes don't get in the way of my mission," she responded. "Anyway, remember those two girls you passed up on?" "Yeah," she replied, hesitantly. "They will be going ahead of you to act as distractions". "What?!?" "Relax... I hired two female agents to take over their bodies". "What are the agents names?" "Leah North and Debbie Dixon. Do you know them?" "I never heard of them". "Then by all means, go meet them," Danthers replied. Chris didn't like the idea that Danthers hired two agents that she never heard of, but strangely she didn't feel like arguing about it. "Tina will show you to them and I'll join you in a moment". "Okay," she responded, following Tina back out of the room. As Chris walked, she became increasingly frustrated with how much her boobs jiggled but refrained from cupping them to hold them still because of the sensations her touch generated every time she did. "I must warn you up front, Heather... These girls have been given a psyche patch to prepare them for their mission," the woman stated before letting her into the room. III. The Bimbos Chris gasped as she entered the room... Not only were the girls stark naked, but they were eagerly lapping at one another's pussy and the sight of them was arousing the hell out of her! "Excuse me," she interrupted them, suppressing her desire as much as she could. Both girls slowly looked up from each other's crotch and turned to her... cum dripping off their chins. "Would you like to join us?" the younger of the two asked with a giggle. "I... We have business to tend to and I expect professionalism," she replied, trying to sound firm and commanding, but only sounding sexy. "Are you really the famous 'super' agent Chris Winters?" the brunette asked with a smirk. "Yes, I'm Chris Winters... but on this mission I'm known as Heather Thompson and I suggest you start calling me by that name to get used to it," she replied. "Sure," the younger one replied, smirking. "If you two are agents, I'm surprised that you aren't exerted a bit more professionalism and discipline". "Actually, we blame that on our patches," the older one responded, giggling. "Which one of you is Leah North?" "I am," the older one replied. "I'm Debbie Dixon," the younger girl added. "Were you two virgin to lesbian sex before the patches?" "I never even entertained the thought until Leah seduced me," Debbie replied with a giggle. "I told you, girl... I did nothing of the sort," Leah replied with her own giggle. "Maybe I can shine some light on the subject," Danthers stated as he entered the room. Chris turned to him and glared, still 'smarting' from her non-consenting boob job. "Please do," Debbie responded. "The patches have turned you two into oversexed teenagers with a carefree disposition," Danthers replied. "Why turn them into lesbians?" Chris asked, thinking it didn't make sense. "I didn't... they aren't lesbians, they're 'bi'," Danthers replied. "What else did these patches do to them?" Chris asked, noting the girls didn't seem the least bit upset with this information. "The patch basically turned them into bimbos". "You made me a bimbo?!?" Leah asked with a smile. "I surely did you horny little 'hottie'," Danthers replied with a grin, adding, "I dampened your surface IQs, heightened your libidos, and gave you both a case of the giggles". Both girls turned to look at one another before they burst out giggling again. "And how are they going to help me in this condition?" Chris asked in anger. "Like I said before, they're on this mission for diversionary tactics to give you an opportunity to take in the overall scene". "Everyone's expendable, aren't they?" Chris asked, hating Danthers more than ever. "I told you before that I'd do everything that I needed to ensure the best possible chance of success. When my daughter is at stake and I'm paying over a billion dollars for her safe return, I feel I have the right". "I... I guess I won't argue with you, Danthers," Chris replied, softly, feeling suddenly passive. "Anyway, I've made the necessary arrangements for you to get into the club... and the bimbo twins will be there when you arrive... speaking of which, you two can get ready," Danthers stated. The two agents quickly redressed and exited the room. "Then that's it?" Chris asked, surprised. "Almost... but now I need to point something out to you that you probably haven't noticed yet... and that's ever since you woke up you've been acting and responding just like a teenaged girl would". Chris stared at Danthers with a blank expression until it suddenly 'hit', realizing that she had been acting just like a girl and it had felt totally natural as she did! In fact, now that she thought of it, she couldn't even remember what it felt like to be a guy! She was even referring to herself as a she and not a 'he'! "What... what did you do to me?" she whispered, realizing that she was a she in every way. "We used a state of the art 'psyche patch' that has allowed us to turn you into the pretty teenaged girl on the inside as well as the outside... and in addition we've turned up that libido of yours several notches and gave you a strong dose of docility". "Oh, my God," she whispered. "I need to demonstrate further," Danthers stated and then suddenly he reached out and pulled her in close to him... and started groping her as well as kissing her! At first, she tried to break free from his kiss, desperately trying to push away, but like a lightning bolt, her body lit up and responded to him, making her feel all fluttery and weak and 'wet'! Within seconds, she found her arms wrapping around Danthers, kissing him with increasing passion, despite realizing what it was she was doing! When Danthers broke it off, she blushed at having responded sexually to him and muttered "Damn you," under her breath. "Now, acknowledge how you felt," Danthers commanded. Chris could feel tears running down her cheeks as she stood there breathing hard feeling more aroused than she ever felt before in her life. "Well?" "Aroused," she whispered. "Just for your information... that sweet new pussy of yours will grow 'wet' every time a guy or girl makes sexual advances on you... and to ensure you respond like a pretty girl like you should, we've made sure you grow passive in the process". Chris shook her head 'no' realizing now how much she had changed. Danthers suddenly unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock, and for the life of her she couldn't look away... and she hated the fact that she felt an urge to drop down to her knees... right there in front of him... and start giving him 'head'! "Do you understand?" he asked with a smile. "You bastard," she whispered, blushing. "At least now you aren't in denial," Danthers responded, still smiling. "Why did you do this?" "It was for your own good. It actually increases your chances of success. If you need to spread those pretty legs for a guy I don't want you resisting". "But what if I'm collared?" she asked, afraid now of the possibility. "The added risk I'm afraid, although my scientists still give you better than a 50% chance of resisting the collaring," Danthers replied. "I'm going to kill you when this is over," she whispered. "Sure you will... Now, run along and get your makeover," Danthers replied. Chris felt a rush of pleasure from her upcoming makeover, despite realizing now that her feelings were artificial. IV. The Club The two guys went back and forth between looking at her ID and taking in the sight of her curvaceous body. "Are you sure you're eighteen?" the taller of them asked. "I... I can be any age you want me to be," she replied with a smile, trying and succeeding to sound inviting. "Come closer," the shorter one instructed. Hesitantly, she approached and the guy suddenly pulled her in closer, cupping her ass cheeks as he did. Sexual arousal flooded her every region and she started to respond to him sexually! "You sure are a hot one, aren't you?" the man responded when he saw how aroused she became and at that point the only thing she could do was groan. Finally, the man released her and if it had been a second later, she would have lost control. "Go on in, but make sure you behave, otherwise, I'll send Duke here to give that hot ass of yours a spanking," the taller man stated. Chris blushed at the sudden image of thus guy spanking her, which elicited a shudder of even greater 'need'. As she walked through the club, she tried to think of anything but sex in hopes of calming down her heightened libido, but the club was filled with girls and guys pawing each other so it was making it difficult! As she approached the bar, she spotted Leah and Debbie at a corner table making complete fools of themselves, but they were also making her feel hot. Quickly, she sat down on an empty barstool and moments later a man, looking to be in his late twenties, took the seat beside her. "Hi, my name is Nick Majors. What can I get you?" the man stated with a smile. "Hi, Heather Thompson... nice to meet you," she whispered in response, smiling, "I'll have whatever those two are having," she added, gesturing towards Leah and Debbie, who were now performing a striptease. "Ah, yes... those two are certainly having their share of fun, aren't they? Anyway, I can't promise you that they're acting that way because of their drink, but we'll see what we can do," the man replied, grinning. Chris felt relieved that Nick acted like a gentleman, because she feared that if he touched her, she's surely lose control. When her drink came, she considered that it might be drugged, but then downplayed the risk when she felt it was too early for anything to happen. Occasionally, she glanced over at Leah and Debbie, who were now down to their 'g-strings' and she wondered if they'd be acting this way without the help of the 'patch'. She giggled when one of them stumbled, and then like a slap she realized something wasn't right. Quickly, she turned back to Nick alarmed! Nick just smiled back at her knowingly. "What did you do to me?" she asked, feeling stranger by the second. "No sense fighting it... just let it take you for a nice little ride". "You... You drugged me," she whispered, finding herself feeling all tingly and spaced out. "Yes, Chris... a little something to make you more manageable," Nick responded. "I... I need to leave," she replied, trying to get up. The fact that he called Chris meant something had gone terribly wrong. "Stay where you are and finish your drink," Nick replied, and just like that she found herself sitting back down. Nick placed his hand on her ass and cupped one of her cheeks, which elicited a gasp. "Danthers wasn't kidding... you are 'hot'," Nick commented, watching her finish her drink. "Do you know how much I wanted to fuck you the second I saw you? And I bet now that I've awakened that sweet smelling pussy of yours that you'd like the same, huh?" Chris realized that Danthers double-crossed her but instead of bolting for the door, she responded to his question and nodded her head 'yes'. Nick brought his hands up and caressed one of her boobs, and then smiled as he pinched her hardened nipple. She groaned, feeling a 'wet' heat spread throughout her. "You see, Chris... You never had a chance the second you entered the club. Incidentally, I like the name Heather better, so from now on I think I'll call you Heather". V. The Implications of a Double-cross Chris wasn't sure how long she was unconscious, or exactly what had happened since she'd been slipped the drug when she awoke she was completely naked and tied down 'spread eagle' on an examination table. Immediately, she tried to detect whether or not she was wearing a collar. Suddenly, Nick Majors entered the room... smiling. Accompanying him was a very pretty girl with red hair and wearing a slave collar. Jordan! "Let me go!" she demanded, trying to sound angry. She wished she could have sounded meaner. "Feisty little bitch, aren't you?" Nick replied with a smirk. "Why am I naked?" she asked, feeling incredibly embarrassed to be on display like this. "Because your female body pleases me," he replied with a grin. "Please Jordan, help me," she pleaded. "You know who I am?" Jordan responded, surprised. "Yes," she replied. "Come now, Heather... Jordan here is no more in position to help you than you're able to help yourself," Nick responded, grinning. "My name is Chris," she replied, glaring. Fine, Heather... enjoy your independence while it lasts". "What... what are you going to do to me?" she asked. "Well, you'd be surprised at how much has happened already. You see, thanks to those lovely bimbos Danthers sent, I was able to discover a whole lot before you ever arrived. Incidentally, you'll be happy to know that the bimbos have been collared and undergoing training as we speak... and trust me, I'm doing them a favor. Danthers wasn't as good hearted as one is led to believe and proved it when he used permanent patches on those two girls. Their dampened IQ and increased libidos are permanent". "Then you both are creeps," she replied. "Yes... anyway, let me fill you in on some of the details. After the bimbos confessed their mission I contacted Danthers and we pretty much struck a bargain before you even arrived. "I... I don't understand," she responded, shocked at what she was hearing. She looked over at Jordan for help, but saw that Jordan was too far gone in her submission to be of any assistance. "You see, in exchange for subcontracting his daughter, he agreed to pay us a billion dollars... forget all about the two bimbos and the recent 'keying' of Jordan, who makes a delicious sex slave by the way, and then the topic of you surfaced". "You bastard!" Chris shouted in response. She saw Jordan blushing and realized that Jordan knew what was going on underneath her slave-like persona. "Are you going to kill me?" "Kill the 'best of the best'? Hell no!" Nick replied, grinning. "I... I don't understand," she whispered, not wanting to consider the alternative. VI. The Collar "You're wasting your time... it won't work on a man," she responded as Jordan clasped the collar around her delicate throat. "Haven't you seen yourself in a mirror lately... You're no man," Nick replied with a smile. "Danthers science is sound and he said it won't work on me," she restated, trying to struggle out of her bonds. "Yes, it would have been if Danthers hadn't used that psyche patch on you and tapped into that inner female of yours... anyway, all I need is a second to surface that female inside of you to trigger activation". "Danthers is lying!" she responded. "Lying wouldn't be in his best interest," Nick replied, adding, "thanks to your new physical chemistry, a man can render you sexually submissive to the point where you feel very, very female and as soon as that happens, the collar will activate and you'll be forever a slave". "It won't work!" she replied, tearing up. Her female persona was making her cry and respond just like a girl would. "Tell me... do you remember the way you reacted when I touched you last week?" "Last week?" "Yes, dear... you've been sleeping for quite awhile. Danthers wanted time to decide what we were going to do to you". "That wasn't me that reacted, it was this body! The collar won't activate unless I truly want this and I don't! You're wasting your time!" she responded, fighting back the tears. "Don't you just hate those female hormones?" Nick responded with a chuckle. "Fuck you," she snapped, tears dripping down her cheeks. "Heather, dear... All the cards have been played against you and by the very man that hired you". "After I kill you, I'll kill him!" she responded, trying to break her bonds. "After you're activated, you won't be able to kill a flea". VII. The Activation "Harder... please, harder," Chris whimpered, pleasure flooding her entire being. Lust licked at her every crevice as Jordan used her tongue to stab her clit and when she suddenly stopped, and looked up at her from between her legs, she cried out in panic! "Why? Why did you stop?" she asked, thrashing around uncomfortably. She tried bucking her pelvic up towards Jordan's face, but Jordan climbed off the table with a smile... walked over to the Intercom and pressed the button. "Sir, she's ready," she stated. Nick walked back into the room with a smile. "I... please... Please allow Jordan to continue," she pleaded, embarrassed by the fact that she'd been reduced to this sex starved slut in front of this man. Nick smiled and then climbed onto the table himself. "Oh, God! No!" she cried, not expecting this. Then in one swift motion, Nick thrust into her, eliciting even a greater threshold of pleasure and even a greater 'need'! "Unngghhhhhhhh," she cried out, as Nick thrust in and out of her! Never in her wildest dreams did she think that sex could feel this 'good' and she whimpered and groaned with his every thrust and when she finally did cry out with an orgasm, she passed out with a smile on her face! When Chris woke, she saw that Nick was fully dressed again and looking down at her. "What happened?" "You've successfully been collared" Nick responded with a smile. "That's impossible, I don't feel any different," she whispered, finding herself no longer restrained. "Yes, one of the great things about the collar," Nick replied with a grin. Chris brought her fingers up to her throat and felt the collar. She knew that once it had been activated that it couldn't be deactivated... and if what Nick was saying was the truth, she would now be a female slave for life. The second she touched the floor with her feet, she bolted for the door. "Stop," Nick commanded... and just like a robot she came to a halt. "Behave yourself and follow Jordan for training," he commanded. Chris's eyes lit up as she responded to the commands... just... like... that. VIII. Audra's Present. The girl was certainly pretty, Audra thought with a smile. Mr. Majors had told her that her father had arranged for this pretty girl to be her best friend and lover as she adjusted to her new life. She hadn't been with a girl before her collaring, but now she found pleasure in both sexes. Heather was the girl's name... and she especially loved the girl's boobs, thinking that maybe she should get a matching pair herself. "I expect you to treat her with the same love and care that your father treats you, but at the same time you have to be firm with her, understand?" "Yes, sir," Audra replied, still amazed at how quickly her life changed. "Heather has just finished up intensive training that has her feeling somewhat docile, but when she recovers she'll have more than her share of questions. Remember, she'll obey you but only if you word it in form of a command". "Yes, sir... and thank you, sir..." she responded to Mr. Majors. IX. Pleasurable Prison Heather stretched her lithe body and yawned... and then bolted upright in bed. She was stark naked and sleeping beside a girl, who was also naked and then like a tidal wave, remembrance washed down on her! "Audra Danthers," she whispered, shaking her head in amazement as she remembered her mission, Audra's father, who double-crossed her, her collaring, and her new slave-like status. She also understood that Audra was the most important person in her life now... and she shuddered at the realization. Slowly, she reached up to touch her collar and blushed. "What's the matter?" Audra asked, looking up at her with concern. Heather reacted startled, not realizing Audra had awoken... but now that she saw her, she found herself smiling, thinking that Audra was the most beautiful girl she'd ever seen. Suddenly, she felt an urge to suck on her perky tits and the memory of their lovemaking last night filled her with renewed pleasure. "I'm confused," she finally whispered... caressing her collar timidly. "What do you remember?" Audra asked, sounding sweet and concerned. "Everything," she whispered in response. "Then what are you confused about?" Heather remembered that she was a guy before but couldn't remember her name or what she looked like. "I can't remember what I looked like before I was turned into this," she replied, gesturing to her new body. "My Daddy said that you were conditioned this way on purpose in order to help you adjust," Audra responded. "He also collared me and conditioned me to be your slave," she responded, calmly, as if stating a fact. "Was that to help me, too?" she asked, trying but failing to sound sarcastic. "I would never treat you like my slave," Audra stated, and seconds later she was crying as Audra hugged to comfort her. Again, Heather's body responded, feeling a rush of pleasure and soon they were kissing with more passion than ever... and then sliding down into a '69' to indulge their throbbing desire! X. Danthers Threat "How are you, Heather?" Danthers greeted her as she stepped into his office. It had been her first time stepping into Danthers office since he double-crossed her. She knew that she should be feeling angry but for some reason the emotion never surfaced. "I'm fine, sir... thank you". "Audra tells me that you've been asking a lot of questions and to be quite honest, she's not happy it's taking so long for you to bury the past". "I'm sorry, sir... but a part of me can't ignore my past and I want to know". "I thought by eliminating the memory of what you looked like and your name that it would help, but I can see where I might need to take different measures," Danthers stated. "What more can you do to me?" she responded, surprising herself at how defiant she suddenly became. "I could instruct Audra to 'key' you and then you'd be docile and subservient 24-7". Heather looked at him with alarm... having thought she had already been keyed. "I thought... I thought I already was..." "Nope... We simply used a combination of patches and good old fashion training to render you her slave. Incidentally, you took to it well, but it's nothing compared to what keying would do," Danthers replied with grin. "Audra told me that she'd never make me feel like a slave," Heather responded with downcast eyes. "What you should remember is that I control Audra... and she controls you. If I command her to key you, she wouldn't hesitate". "Permission to speak freely, sir" Heather asked, not wishing to come off disrespectful. "Go ahead," Danthers replied. "Why did you double-cross me?" "Remember what you said about everyone being expendable?" "Yes, sir..." "You were no exception. Anyway, we all underestimated Majors... and when he contacted me with the new developments, he was holding all the cards". "But you made me your daughter's slave," she whispered in response. "Yes, temporarily that is true". "Temporarily?" "Yes," Danthers replied. "Oh, God..." she whispered, "then what?" "Not at liberty to say... but anyway, did you ever wonder what happened to your old body?" "It's still here!?!" she asked, shocked. "Sure is... but its in suspended animation". "What about the girl inside it? Is she dead?" "Nope... She's safely awaiting a donor," Danthers replied. "Can we trade places," she responded. "Not possible, sorry". "So, I'm a slave for the rest of my life," she stated in defeat. Danthers nodded his head 'yes', smiling. XI. Trip to the Mall Audra knew it was easy for Heather to act normal because all she had to do was command it of her, but it was taking every ounce of willpower on her part not to keep her hands off Heather's ass as they walked around the mall together! It was the first time that her father had allowed them out of the house and the two of them giggled like schoolgirls. "Do we have to go back now?" Heather whined to her, obviously enjoying their temporary freedom away from the mansion. "My Daddy made it clear that we were to be back in three hours or we'd be punished," she responded, loving how sexy Heather looked when she pouted. "Wait here... I'll be right back," Heather suddenly announced, quickly darting away. "Stop! Come back here, Heather!" she commanded, and watched Heather suddenly come to an abrupt halt... and then turn around and walk back to her. "I'm sorry, Audra... I... I saw something earlier that I wanted to get for you, and I really wanted it to be a surprise," Heather stated with a fearful look in her eyes. Audra suddenly felt bad that she exerted her control over her... and kissed Heather on the cheek. She would rather have kissed Heather on the lips, but she didn't want to draw attention. Besides, she knew that if she kissed Heather on the lips that it would only frustrate her more. "Oh... Okay... I didn't know," she mumbled and allowed Heather to dart back into the store. XII. The Escape Heather quickly went to the back of the store... through the storage room... and ran right into a male employee. "Ouch," she complained, having bruised her left boob in the process. "I'm sorry... are you all right?" the young man asked, taking his time to check out her entire body. "Yes," she replied, blushing. She didn't think she could ever get used to the way these guys leered at her. "This area is for employees, where you going?" "Is there a back way out of here?" "Sure, through that door down the hallway," the young man replied, before asking, "Are you in trouble?" "I just need to leave the building... thank you," she replied as she headed for the exit. As soon as Heather got out of the building she looked around in desperation. She had to get as far away as she could and the best way to do that was get to the highway. Suddenly, she saw a Mustang swing around the corner and she quickly raised her hands to stop it! A pretty girl looking about her age was behind the wheel. "What's a matter?" the girl asked, looking alarmed. "Someone's after me! Can you take me away from here?" she asked, frantically. The girl paused for a moment... then looked around before unlocking her door. "Get in!" Heather quickly got into the passenger side and it took less than ten minutes before they were on the highway. Heather felt an immediate sense of relief... especially when she saw that they were heading in the opposite direction to the Danthers Mansion. "I can't thank you enough," she stated, looking at the girl with a smile. It was then that she noticed how attractive the girl was. "No dealio," the girl replied with a smile. "My name's Heather," she stated. "Rachel," the girl responded. "How far can you take me?" Heather asked, nervously. "To Sterling," Rachel replied. "How far is that?" "About twenty-five miles," Rachel responded. "Thank you," she replied, thinking that Danthers wouldn't 'key' her until Audra got back to do the honors... and that should put her fifty miles away... and hopefully out of range for the keying. "Who's chasing you?" Rachel asked. XIII. The Keying "It'll be all right, Audra... Heather will be back soon enough," Danthers replied, hugging his sobbing daughter. Chris Winters would pay for this. "How could Heather do this to me?" Audra asked, crying. "I told you that Heather needs discipline and now it looks like we'll have to 'key' her and make it final," he responded. Danthers released his daughter and walked over to the safe... then pulled out a small black box and carried it over to his daughter. "What will happen to her?" Audra asked, looking down at the box. "This sends a signal overriding free will, but before you throw the switch, you place your hand on the key pad and it ensures that she's programmed to respond to your frequency," he stated. "What does that mean?" Audra asked. "You'll find that you'll be able to reach her through thoughts and all you have to do is think it and she will feel it". "But what if she's too far away?" Audra asked with a pout. "She isn't, trust me," Danthers responded with a smile. Audra placed her hand on the box and turned the 'key' releasing the signal, and quite suddenly she gasped, nearly dropping to her knees! "Oh... I feel strange," she mumbled in response. "That's normal," Danthers stated with a grin. "What next?" Audra asked. "Look through her eyes and tell me what's going on..." XIV. Not Herself Heather sat there feeling very strange... not sure exactly what was happening to her. Only for a moment did she consider that they might have 'keyed' her because when she turned to Rachel, she suddenly felt more aroused than she should have... almost as if her desire was being fed from outside. Rachel must have felt her looking, because she smiled back at her for a second before looking back to the road. "What's the matter?" Rachel asked, sounding suddenly timid. "Nothing... I... I was just admiring how pretty you are," she responded, smiling at her. Despite her increasing arousal for Rachel, she was still stunned at her declaration, wishing that she could control herself. "Thanks," Rachel responded, blushing. Heather knew that even if Rachel wasn't a lesbian that a pretty girl coming onto another pretty girl usually affecting the innocent one like an aphrodisiac... at least according to the studies that indicated attractive females could seduce other attractive females almost 90% of the time. (Author's Note: I read this in MAXIM of course!) "I wouldn't mind repaying you for all your help," she added, purposely undressing Rachel with her eyes. "Wh... what did you have in mind?" Rachel responded, still blushing, looking nervous and yet, bi-curious. XV. Orchestrating a Seduction Audra's jeans were down around her ankles... her thongs pushed off to the side... and she was literally fingering fucking herself in front of her father as she mind controlled Heather every step of the way! (((I'm very attracted to you... I'm not sure why because I've never been with a girl before... but I find you so incredibly beautiful))) she willed Heather to tell Rachel. It was amazing! Like a puppet, Heather responded just like she had instructed and she was actually seducing Rachel through Heather while neither one of them knew any better! Although, she did know it would be a matter of time before Heather started questioning things. "Is Rachel pretty? How old is she?" she heard her father ask. "Shoulder length dark hair... average size breasts... and slim... athletic looking. She's a 'hottie' and about my age. I like her, Daddy. I'd love to make love to her," she replied, while keeping a solid link through Heather. "Then by all means, do so... with your mind. Then have Heather bring Rachel back with her... I need them both back here right after," her father commanded. "Yes, Daddy..." she groaned, while still fingering herself. XVI. The Invitation It was after Heather made Rachel cum for a third time before she realized she wasn't at the controls... and the only reason she knew this was because Audra allowed her to know. "That was incredible," Rachel whispered with exhaustion. "I never came so much in my life before," she added, stark naked and spent. Heather smiled at her and then slowly climbed out of bed. "Where you going?" "Back home," she replied, slipping her jeans on. "But... But I thought you were trying to get away from home," Rachel replied. "I... Well, I lied. I saw you... wanted to fuck you... so, I seduced you," she replied, knowing that her script came from Audra. "Really?" "Yeah, you're 'hot'," she responded with a grin. "In fact, I'd love for you to come back with me so we could fuck more often". Rachel quickly got up to her feet... and reached for her jeans. "I was hoping we could do it again!" she responded, smiling. Heather wasn't sure what Audra had in mind but no matter how hard she tried warning the girl, she couldn't. Rachel slipped on her bikini panties and then reached for her bra. "Nope, put that down. No more bras, understand?" she commanded. Rachel blushed but nodded her head 'yes', dropping the bra to the floor and reaching for her tee shirt. Heather was amazed thinking that Danthers had been right about girls being submissive by nature when it came to sex. XVII. Heather's New Life It didn't take too long for Heather to get used to Audra commanding her through thought, nor did it bother her when she was forced to prance around the mansion naked. A month had gone by before Mr. Danthers finally summoned her into his office and the second she entered, she kneeled down in subservience. Now, she understood what a slave really felt like and thanks to Audra, who controlled her thoughts and emotions off and on, she was starting to actually enjoy her new life. She knew it wouldn't be too much longer before these new thoughts and emotions erased her old ones completely. "Hi Heather, how are you?" Danthers finally greeted her. "Hi Sir, how may I serve you," she replied in a standard response, noting it had been programmed without her knowledge. "I have come up with a donor for the real Heather and was wondering if you'd like to meet her?" Danthers asked. "Only if it pleases you, sir" she responded, automatically. Suddenly, from another door, Rachel appeared... wearing absolutely nothing but her smile... and a COLLAR of course! "Come here, Rachel," Danthers commanded the girl. Rachel responded immediately. "You see... Inside Rachel is not only herself... but also Heather. They're sharing the same body and I kind of worked out an agreement that works for everyone. Rachel's body will be Rachel during the odd days... and Heather will take over Rachel's body on the even days... Today is the 2nd, so Heather has it today," Danthers stated. Heather felt suddenly sad at having dealt Rachel this fate. "Don't be sad for Rachel... or Heather for that matter. They're perfectly happy with their new lives". Heather watched Rachel... er... Heather, smile in response. Now, as far as I'm concerned we have too many Heather's around here, but if you recall, you were only on loan anyway," Danthers added. Heather suddenly heard the door in back of her open and in walked... XVIII. Getting Fucked. Heather whimpered and groaned with every one of Nick's thrusts... basking in the pleasure of getting fucked hard. Then when Nick flooded her insides with his lust cream, she quickly shifted around to take him inside her mouth again, and began sucking and licking with renewed desire. "I guess you really are the "Best of the Best", aren't you?" Nick stated, chuckling. Heather nodded her bobbing head as she succeeded in getting him 'hard' again... and then straddled him and lowered her pussy down on top of him. "Yes sir!" she cried out, humping up and down! Whimpering and groaning the whole time... She had just beaten Jordan's record of getting Nick hard the quickest in-between fucks, therefore making her the best 'cocksucker' in the entire harem... and despite knowing everything about who she was... and what she'd become... she simply couldn't help herself and stop smiling! The end.