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A New Beginning By Eve Smith Here was I, Nick Beaumont skulking around like some common thief, but needs must I thought. I crept through the undergrowth at the side of the house. I had hurt my ankle when I had jumped down from the wall that surrounded it and was limping slightly. At least no one had seen me and for that I had to be grateful. Should the mob that I was trying to avoid get hold of me I was a dead man and they would not make my demise pleasant. My stomach churned at the thought of what they would do to me. I owed them ?50,000 at an interest rate that meant it was growing by ?2000 a day. The gambling bug had hit me just after I had inherited the money from my stepfather. One million pounds all gone into the Casino tills and now with the accrued interest on the loan to the mob I owed over ?100,000. My stepsister Vicky was my only chance. I was in the grounds of her house. She had used her inheritance wisely and now had a fortune that some put at ?10,000,000. When I had phoned her earlier I had expected her to hang up on me. Our relationship had never been good as children and although she was younger that me by two years she was bigger than me and used to bully me. As we got older the worse it got but adulthood allowed me to compete with her. Our relationship deteriorated into a running battle. I had even called her lover Eva a jackbooted dominatrix dyke bitch, even though there was no indication that she was either dominant or submissive. The final straw was my open condemnation of her lesbian affair with Eva and she was convinced that this had caused her father to have his fatal heart attack. After the funeral and then the will reading our paths had not crossed until out of fear and desperation I phoned her this morning. For once in my life I was honest and told her what was the problem and that I needed money desperately. Instead of just laughing down the phone and telling me to get lost she had said that I should come to her house so that we could discuss it further. She had said this after she had put her hand over the receiver and I heard her muffled voice talking and then laughing with I could only assume was Eva. She made it clear that she did not want me coming to the front door and that I should go to the side of the house and scale the wall and make my way through the wooded area. 'Make sure you are not followed, I don't want the scum that you owe money to coming to my house.' she had said. I approached the back door and as I got to within touching distance of the door handle it opened. Vicky stood there, she still looked good, because even though I hated her guts I could not deny that she was very attractive, far to attractive to be wasted on another woman. Her legs could have been a little thinner but other than that she had a body that any man would want. She was dressed in a grey mini skirt, pink blouse and wore flat shoes. Her hair was slightly longer, now well below her shoulders. 'So Nicolas, we met again and as usual you are in trouble.' I looked at her, she still had that spiteful look and she knew that I hated the name Nicolas and preferred to be addressed as Nick or Nicky. She beckoned me in and I followed her through the large open kitchen into a hallway and then into a sitting room. Eva smiled as I walked into the room. She was relaxing on a settee. Vicky sat beside her and I went to sit on an armchair to the right of it but she motioned for me to sit on a small footstool that was just in front of them. I looked at them but sat down knowing that I was in no position to argue. Once seated on the stool I had to look up at them. 'So Nicolas, tell Eva and I all about your little problem and we will see if we can help you and give you a new beginning.' Eva looked at me smugly, the person that had described her as nothing more than a disgusting dike was sitting subserviently in front of her and her lover. She had long fair hair and did not look like your normal run of the mill lesbian. Her legs were slightly thicker than Vicky's but she still had a decent figure and her low cut tee shirt showing cleavage that certainly didn't leave much to the imagination. I told them in detail what I had done and that I was totally broke and what would happen to me if I didn't get the money to the Mob paymaster by 10:00 pm tonight. During the time that I spoke Eva shifted so that I could see up her skirt and see her panties. This was no accident and she enjoyed seeing me squirming as I tried to concentrate on what I was saying. As I finished Vicky said, 'Oh dear I am a bad hostess, I have not offered you a drink Nicolas, Eva would you do the honours.' Her lover smiled and the stood up and asked me what I wanted to drink. Whisky neat with ice I asked for. Vicky asked for a G & T and Eva left the room to get them. She returned carrying a tray, my Whisky and two Gins with accompanying bottles of Tonic. She handed out the drinks before putting the tray down and returning to her seat, sipping from her glass as she did. The Malt tasted good, but at that time any drink tasted good. Without committing herself to helping me Vicky spoke about my obvious need for help and the consequences of not repaying my debt to the mob. 'Do you think they would take an offer, maybe half or three quarters the money.' she suggested. I shook my head knowing that to put that question forward was as good as committing suicide. I drained the glass and Eva asked if I wanted another. I was about to say yes, but my head was spinning, God that must be strong Whisky. I was struggling to keep my eyes open. I tried to stand up and as I reached my feet my legs gave way completely and I pitched forward landing with my knees on the floor and my upper body on the settee with my face resting against Eva's legs. 'He will soon be unconscious.' I heard a voice say. I wanted to get up but couldn't and then darkness came as consciousness faded, my last thoughts were that if I didn't make that payment by 10:00 pm I might as well not wake up again. Slowly I came to and opened my eyes. The room was pitch black and there was total silence. All I could hear was my own breathing. Were was I? Memories of visiting Vicky came back to me. Talking to her and Eva, the drink and then nothing. I tried to move but found that I was secured down to the bed or surface that I was lying on. I could feel that my wrists, ankles and probably more of me was strapped down. I waited for my eyes to grow accustomed to the darkness but still I could see nothing. I was in some kind of windowless room, probably in the basement of Vicky's house. Why had she and her bitch lover drugged me and then incarcerated me in here? I had no idea what the time was, but I knew that if it was past 10:00 pm I was a dead man. Pulling at the straps did nothing but hurt my wrists, I could hear the leather creak but not give in the slightest. I could do nothing but lay and wait for my gaolers to return and release me. Ideas flowed in and out of my mind, what if they had contacted the mob and I wasn't in Vicky's basement but in one of their houses. Again I struggled against the straps wanting to get free, scared of the prospects of being alone and helpless with the mob's torturers, who would be wreaking their bosses revenge on my body before killing me. I had heard rumours that the specialist torturers could inflict excruciating pain for days before they allowed the victim release in death. In the total darkness I tried to see but couldn't and imagined the floor and walls covered in chains, racks, knives, pliers and many other items that could be used. I heard footsteps coming down some stairs. Not male steps but the click, click, click of female shoes. The door opened and a light was switched on. I closed my eyes, blinded by the sudden exposure after so long in the darkness. Slowly my eyes opened and I saw Vicky standing beside me. I was on some kind of bench, strapped to it and as naked as the day I was born. The walls were plain brick, which were painted white. Other than the bench that I was secured to the room was empty. The door that Vicky had come through was the only opening and that stood ajar. Outside was a corridor and I could see a closed door directly opposite the room I was in. 'So Nicolas, have you had a good sleep, I think you must have, you have been down here for 3 days.' she said smiling at me. Three days, oh no, the mob would be out in force looking for me, the Bosses would want their ?100,000 worth of revenge. Even if I got the money it would be looked on as a sign of weakness if they allowed me to live. 'You Bitch, why have you kept me here, you know that I am now as good as dead.' Her smile did not change as she heard me and she sat her self on the edge of the bench. I could smell her perfume, an odour that was expensive like most of her tastes. 'What do you intend to do with me now?' I spat at her trying to act braver than I felt. It was like when we were children, she always seemed to come out on top, she always beat me. 'Eva and I don't intend doing anything to you that you don't want, you can leave when you want.' As she said this I heard the footsteps of her partner coming down the stairs. Eva joined Vicky beside me. They both started to undo the straps that held me down. I sat on the edge of the bench rubbing my wrists. On the floor, by the wall that had been to my rear, were my clothes in a pile. 'Okay Nicolas, you can get dressed and go if you want but I have decided that I will not lend you the money.' The tone in Vicky's voice was happy. 'But you know that I can't leave here, if the mob get me now I will be a dead man.' Eva chimed in. 'But you can't stay here with a pair of disgusting lesbians can you Nicolas and also we don't want people thinking that we are straight, we are happy being gay aren't we Vicky?' I looked from one to the other and then my gaze fixed on Vicky and I said, 'You have to let me stay here, I have no where to go.' 'Okay Nicolas, you can stay here but it will be it will be under our terms, you will do as your told or you can leave.' A feeling of dread filled me but I could stay and be under the thumb of my stepsister and her lover or leave and suffer at the hands of the mob. I nodded in agreement and said I would do as they wanted. 'So you agree to do anything that we want and you will abide by our rules.' said Vicky. Again I nodded and went to pick up my clothes from the floor. 'You won't be needing those.' said Eva. I looked at her quizzically wondering what was in store for me. 'Follow us.' was all that Vicky said as she walked from the room. Still naked I walked behind them thinking that we would be going upstairs into the main part of the house. Instead they led me deeper into the basement area and into another windowless room. This was more like bedroom, with a single bed, a three drawer unit, wardrobe and dressing table. It was decorated in a feminine way with the walls painted light pink and as similar coloured carpet on the floor. 'This will be your room for the time being, you will find clothing in the wardrobe.' It was Vicky that had said this, a look of satisfaction on her face. The pair of them stood by the door way as I walked to the wardrobe and opened it wanting something to cover my modesty. My mouth dropped open as I saw the contents. It was full of dresses and skirts. 'There must be a mistake.' I said in a stuttering fashion. From behind me I heard a slight titter and then the voice of Eva say, 'There is no mistake, you are going to become a female.' I looked at her and then Vicky who then spoke, 'You have agreed to abide by our rules and our rules say that only females are going to live in this house, so if you are going to remain here you will have to become one.' I shook my head and screamed no at the pair of them. I was male and intended to remain a man. 'Let me get my clothes and I will take my chances with the mob.' I said defiantly hoping that my stand would show them that I meant business and would not submit to their crazy desire. They both stood away from the door and indicated for me to walk through to collect my clothes. I hesitated slightly but then walked past them into the corridor that led to the room were my clothes were and also the stairs out of here. The corridor was long with at least four doors each side not including the two rooms that I had already been in. I could hear their footsteps behind me as I strode towards the room that I had awoken in a while ago. I saw it before I felt it as an arm came around from behind me and clamped around my neck. I tried to prise it away but a knee placed in the small of my back gave great leverage for Eva to hold on firm. I could see the crook of her elbow, with the inside of the joint pressing tightly against my windpipe. I struggled trying to kick out but with her grip on me and her knee pressing hard into my back I could not stop her slowly strangling me. Vicky came into view smiling at my face that was red not just with anger but also strain. 'Well Nicolas, I was hoping that you would agree willingly to being feminised but it looks like we will have to do it by force.' This increased my struggle but to no avail and I remembered that Eva was a black belt in some kind of Oriental marshal art. I watched as Vicky opened one of the doors and Eva using her force and leverage pushed me in, still holding me tight, still retaining her grip that I could not break. I was starting to go light headed and the actions of Vicky seemed somewhat surreal. A large pipe went across the ceiling and she threw a strap over it. I watched bleary eyed as she buckled one end of the strap to my right wrist and then using the other end started to pull my hand upwards. I was becoming totally unable to resist in any way as she lifted my left arm and then tied it to the free end of the strap. Eva loosened her grip but remained holding me until my head cleared. Several minutes later they stood in front of me as I tried to get my hands free from the straps. I could see smiles on their faces as I struggled. Eventually I stood still, panting and sweating as they remained quiet and still in front of me. 'Okay Vicky, you've had your fun, now let me go I have no intention of playing your little game.' She laughed and then said, 'This is no game Nicolas, ever since daddy died I have looked at ways to make you pay and Eva said some time ago it would be fitting for you to know what it is like to be a female, after all you just seem to think they are nothing but the dumb receivers of your cock,' she paused for a short while and then continued 'maybe you will be a conventional woman and like men fucking you or maybe you will be a dyke like Eva and I, whatever the case we will make sure that you get the chance to sample both choices.' Again I struggled to get free wanting out of here, wanting away from this pair of mad women. Eva spoke, 'Don't worry you will soon get used to having men and women groping your new feminine body.' 'You are mad, the pair of you are mad. I screamed at them. 'We are not mad, we are angry and you have put yourself in a position were we can soothe our anger by making sure that you pay in the way that most hot blooded males would fear the most by making you into the subject of other males' desires.' retorted Vicky. 'Now that you know what is to happen we will start your transformation.' said Eva. I wriggled violently trying to get free as I watched Eva get a bottle from a cupboard on the wall. She tipped some of the contents onto a cloth and then walked to me. I frantically tried to get away from her. 'By the time that you come to the process will have started you will see that your protests are totally futile.' I swore and cursed at her as she went behind me and then held the cloth over my mouth and nose. I screamed no and pleaded for mercy as the fumes started to fill my lungs. My eyes grew heavy; my struggle grew less as I inhaled the fumes from the chemical soaked cloth. As I drifted off to my enforced sleep I was scared. The stepsister that had always been a pain in my life was now going to do the unthinkable, she was going to change my gender. I wanted to cry and shout for help but darkness dropped over me like a cloak. Over a period of time, that I was later to find was three months, I drifted in and out of a drug induced slumber, the reality of my situation still strong in my mind but totally helpless to do anything about it. I could feel that my body was tightly strapped, with my waist painfully restricted. My body and face tingled painfully as I felt slight electric shocks hitting me. I knew that I was receiving injections in various parts of my body. One or both of them would hold me as I was made to walk around in my dreamy condition. The whole situation seemed unreal as they did as they wanted to me. Many times in my sleepy state I heard them talking about Nicola and it was not until I was finally allowed to come out of the drugged state that I realised that Nicola was me. I awoke and looked at the ceiling above me. I blinked away the sleepiness in my eyes. When I tried to move I found that I was strapped down to the bed. Still feeling weak I lay still for a while trying to gather my thoughts. What had they done to me? I tried to remember the things that they had done but it was so hazy. I lifted my head and looked down at my prone body. All I could see was a flowered quilt that covered my body and the straps that held me down to the bed. I turned my head as the door opened and the two women walked in. 'Oh you are awake Nicola, welcome to your new life.' I did not immediately reply to Vicky but returned my gaze to the ceiling. I was aware that they now stood beside the bed but still did not look at them. Eva spoke and said, 'It's no good sulking Nicola, you are now irreversibly female so you will have to make the best of it.' I turned my head and looked at her and then Vicky and went to say that I was not going to fall for their trick but only 'I'm not...' escaped from my mouth as I heard the voice that was not mine but that of a female. My surprise was matched by the look of satisfaction on their faces as they saw the truth hit me. Eva released the straps that held me down. She then pulled the quilt cover back to reveal my naked body. I gasped as I looked down at myself. I could see that I was totally hairless and that on my chest now I had breasts. I sat up so that I was resting on my elbows and could see that the shape of my body was now female with a slim waist and wide hips. I sat up further and my eyes filled with tears as I saw that my penis and testicles were no longer there. 'So Nicola, do you like your new body, it's a shame if you don't because as you can see the changes are permanent, I don't think that anyone will be calling you Nicolas in future do you.' It was Vicky that had said this, her tone vindictive and victorious. I was filled with fury and went to leap up and hit her but as I went to move Eva jumped onto the bed, sat astride my stomach and held my hands above my head. 'Let go of me you bitch.' I screamed in my new female voice. She smiled smugly as I struggled. Vicky sat on the side of the bed and looked down at me. 'You might as well accept it, you are now Nicola, a member of the weaker sex.' Eva laughed as she heard this and said, 'When he was a man I could cope with him, now he is a she I will have no problems.' As if to enhance my embarrassment Vicky's hand snaked across my chest and started to massage the female growths that now adorned it. I gasped as I felt her and watched open mouthed as she tweaked my nipples and they hardened and grew. 'She obviously likes her new tits being played with.' stated Eva as she watched her lover squeeze my nipples between her finger and thumb. Still holding my hands over my head Eva rose slightly and asked Vicky to pull her tights and panties down. I watched helplessly as my stepsister seductively pulled her partners underwear down below her knees. 'Let's see if she will make a good lesbian pussy licker.' said Eva as she slid up my body so that now her knees were over my shoulders and her shaven pussy was over my mouth. 'Lick my pussy girl'. ordered Eva. Her grip on my right hand changed so that she was holding my fingers. When my mouth didn't move to greet her slit she twisted my middle finger and bent it backward. I yelped in pain and immediately moved to kiss and lick her. 'Lick into me real deep.' she demanded and pushed down on my face. My tongue went into her and the taste and smell of her invaded my mouth and nose. She was the last woman on earth that I had fancied as a man and even now in my new manufactured female body I found her repulsive. Her action on my fingers increased making me lick her harder and deeper. I could feel her juices on my face, I felt soiled by them but could not do anything. She was a lesbian, a woman that preferred my stepsister to a man, yet I could not resist as she forced me do what she would never allow a male to do to her. A far as she was concerned I now fell into the category of female and this was her way of showing me that the pair of them had succeeded in making me into the same gender as them. Eva orgasmed and was replaced by Vicky who by the same method achieved her sexual satisfaction. 'She is a good little tongue slut.' said Eva and Vicky agreed. They decided that they should tell me what had been done to me and Eva pulled me from the bed. I was taken upstairs still naked, my face still wet from their cum, my nose still full of their sexual odour. They led me into the kitchen and sat me on a chair. Eva tied my hands behind me to the back of the chair. In an upright position I could see more clearly and feel the weight of the breasts that they had given me and below them the thin waist and hips that spread further now that I was sitting. For the next hour or so they sat on chairs opposite me and jointly told me of the abominations that they had done to me. Firstly they had used electrolysis to remove all my body and facial hair. Strong female hormones had been injected into me on a daily basis. These were not the usual oestrogen but a version that had been developed in the Eastern block during the cold war. Fast working and very effective in replacing the male traits with female ones they had more than assisted in the reshaping of my body. The fast breasts growth was as a direct result of this. A steel corset had been attached to my waist and tightened daily until a 22" waist was achieved. Injections into my buttocks and hips had changed the shape of and increased the size of them. A lesbian friend of Eva who was a surgeon had removed my penis and testicles and remodelled the area into a female sex. She had also changed my voice box to give me my new voice as well as operated on my lips and nose to make them more feminine. 'So that is it Nicola, you are all woman, well not quite, you can't have babies but other than that you are physically female and very attractive, no one would ever guess that you started off as my stepbrother and all the guys that you meet will never have any idea that they are fucking anything other than a natural female.' Eva laughed as she heard Vicky say this to me and then said, 'All this work on you was expensive and now you will have to work to pay your step-sister back.' I looked at her and then Vicky who then spoke, 'Yes Nicola you will have to work and you have a choice, you either earn the money to repay me by selling your new body and that will take about three years or you can work it off by being our maid and that will take at least ten years, but the choice is yours.' I felt stunned. It was too much to take in. 'You can't do this Vicky, you can't make me, you have given me two choices but I have a third, I can just walk out of here.' She smiled and said, 'Yes you could, but all I have to do is make a call to the mob and you will end up working off what you owe them in one of their brothels and that will take you the rest of your life.' I looked away from them and then downward looking at the 'V' were my legs joined. I would have given anything to see my penis and testicles, but they were now gone, cut off and discarded. The options were not pleasant. Become a prostitute or a maid to this evil pair. Three years laying on my back and having any man that could pay the price use my body for his pleasure was not really a choice. I was not a female even though the newly formed body was certainly not male. My mind was still that of a heterosexual man but it was now permanently encased in a female form. 'So what's it to be?' said Vicky her tone strong. 'I'll be your maid.' I whispered. 'We didn't hear you, say it louder.' After a short pause I said, 'I will be your maid.' The laughter mainly from Eva made me look up, my face flushed with embarrassment. She got up and walked behind me and released my hands. 'Okay girly stand up, you will be needing your uniform, follow me.' she demanded. Vicky sat still, a triumphant smile on her face as I walked behind her lover and out of the room. She took me up one flights of stairs to a landing were the main bedrooms were and then up a smaller flight to an attic area. 'This will be your room Nicola, next door you will find a shower room.' said Eva as she opened a door into a small bedroom. 'In the chest of drawers you will find your panties, tights and bras and in the wardrobe your maid's dresses, we are quite modern here so you will find that they are very short, now get yourself dressed girl.' She was using the term girl to humiliate me and was achieving just that. She sat on the bed and watched as I pulled on a pair of white panties, then with the help of Eva a white bra, black tights and finally the short black maids dress that had a white apron attached to it. I stood feeling not so much stupid but worried as I saw my reflection in the mirror. With my straight shoulder length hair and dressed in the maids outfit that fitted perfectly there was no doubting that I was now a female. Eva shook me out of my malaise by saying, 'Oh yes you need some footwear.' She laughed and said, 'Do you remember what you called me the first time that we met?' I looked at her not remembering what I had called her, but worried at what it was as I was sure that she was now going to make me regret it. 'You called me a jackbooted dyke bitch, a true but very unkind comment that will now haunt you.' She pointed to a low cupboard and told me to open it. I did and saw a pair of boots. She told me to take them out. They were fairly heavy and the feel and smell of them told me what they were, knee length rubber riding boots. I looked at them and then her and she smiled. 'Yes Nicola, they will be as much a part of your uniform as your maid dress and you will wear them every day and all day from the time that you get up until the time that we let you go to bed.' She told me to put them on and giggled as she watched me do it. They were cold inside but I knew that in a short time they would become hot and uncomfortable. 'Who's a jackbooted bitch now Nicola?' I saw my reflection in the mirror and again felt so humiliated. She told me not to bother with makeup, but I would be expected to be wearing it tomorrow. 'Come on Nicola we must go downstairs so that you can show your Mistress what a pretty maid you are.' I followed her down the stairs and into the living room where Vicky was waiting for us to return. Her hand went to her mouth as she stifled a giggle at the sight that faced her. 'Oh Nicola, you look a really sexy little bitch, that short maid's dress and oh those boots make you look so kinky.' I wanted to rip the clothing off and run away but I knew that was not an option. Eva sat beside Vicky and then said, 'Let's see you curtsey like the good girly maid that you are'' I stood motionless and she repeated her order. I did as she wanted, blushing as they both laughed. 'Now get us a drink, we will both have a G & T.' demanded my stepsister. I went over to the drink cabinet that all those months ago Eva had got the drink that had seen me drugged and end up like this. I poured the gin into the glasses, opened the bottles of tonic and carried them to the women on a tray. They took their drinks and I stood holding the tray before them. The pair of them sat drinking and commenting on their new maid. 'She is really pretty, we will have to be careful, all the guys will be after her.' 'So will the girls, you know how they like a jackbooted dyke.' 'I know that Erica would like to be left alone with her for a few hours, maybe we can arrange that, it would be such fun to see Nicola at the mercy of a 20 stone lesbian.' 'Nicola and Erica doing a 69 with Erica on top.' All these comments were interspersed with laughter and giggles from the pair of them. I had seen Erica once outside the solicitors after the will reading. She had come along to give Vicky moral support. A grossly overweight woman in her mid-thirties she scared me then, but now I could not imagine being at her mercy. 'Nicola, don't stand about, get a duster and start cleaning!' demanded Vicky. Eva showed me were the cleaning materials were kept and I returned to the room and dusted and polished all the surfaces. The boots I wore were tight fitting and heavy and did not make for dainty walking, something that was commented on by them both. As a male I had never realised how heavy breasts were and these also caused me discomfort. I had agreed to be their maid in preference to being a prostitute but it meant that I was going to have to suffer this for ten years. What would happen then? I was physically a female and would still be so in ten years time. All that would have happened would be that I would have paid for the costs that Vicky had spent feminising me. It was so ironic and unfair. She had destroyed my male body and trapped me in a feminine one and I had to work to pay for it. The day past slowly but at 11pm they decided to go to bed. I had earlier run baths for them and cleared up their clothes from the floor. These I had put in the laundry room and was to hand wash them in the morning. I went to my bedroom with the instructions for the morning ringing in my ears. I was to get up at 6:00 am, do the washing and tidy up and then take their breakfast to them in bed. On opening the wardrobe I saw my reflection in the full-length mirror. For the first time I could see close up exactly what had been done to me. The female form that I saw staggered me. The transformation from a fairly good-looking guy to a woman had been carried out to perfection. They could have me look like some kind of drag queen but that was not the case. My face had been altered to make it totally feminine. My lips now pouted, my nose was a small button and my cheekbones had also been changed. Not a hint of hair remained on my face other than my eyebrows and eyelashes. I sat on the bed and pulled off the boots that encased my feet. It was such a relief. I stripped off my dress, bra tights and panties and put on a short nightie. Again I looked in the mirror and pulled off the nightie. Naked before the mirror I could now see the full extent of the changes that had been done to me more clearly. Thin waist, wide hips and when I turned sideways I could see the large breasts that adorned my chest. My whole body was hairless. I knew that it would never grow again, they had told me that earlier. Inside I still felt like a man but the shell that I now occupied was female and would always be so. The alterations that had been done to me on my stepsister's orders had been done clinically and professionally. In fact it seemed as if she had changed me into the kind of female that I would have been attracted to as a man. I should have felt anger but it seemed pointless. The life expectancy I could have had as Nick Beaumont was limited. At least I was safe while I did as my stepsister and her lover wanted. I had little choice but I did not relish the thought of being a maid to those two bitches for the next ten years. The pair of them would enjoy humiliating me of that I was certain and not just in private. Vicky had paid a lot of money to make me into a convincing female and I knew that she would want her money's worth. My body ached as I slipped between the sheets. I looked around the dowdy little room that was to be mine for the next ten years and my eyes filled with tears. I switched off the bedside lamp and turned onto my side. My right hand went between my legs and I felt the feminine slit that had been surgically put there. My fingers started to explore. I had done this many times before but always to a member of the opposite sex. I was now a member of the opposite sex, not mentally but definitely physically. I licked my finger and slowly slid them into my sex. I gasped at the sensation. Within minutes I had had an orgasm, which surpassed anything that I had experienced as a male. Sated I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep. Maybe some aspects of being a girl were not so bad. The alarm sounded and I got out of bed. Yawning I walked into the shower room that was next to my room. I stood by the toilet needing to pee. I sighed as I turned around and sat on the seat. Never again would I stand like other men and urinate. I would have to join the queue for the limited number of cubicles that always seemed to be the case were ever you went. How many times had I stood waiting for a girl in a club while she waited in line for the toilet? Now I would be subject to that. I peed, wiped myself and then brushed my teeth as the shower ran warm. After washing I towel dried my body and hair and walked back into the bedroom. I sat at the dresser and brushed my hair. With fear I looked at the make up that was on the surface of the dresser. It was as if by applying the various substances I was going to give up all hope of returning to my former self. My hands shaking slightly I put foundation on my face, followed by blusher and lipstick. I stared at the face that came from the mirror. It could have been one of many girlfriends that I had had over the years that were looking at me. But it wasn't, it was my face that I was looking at. How I wanted to turn back the clock. How I wanted to be a man again, the jack the lad that the girls fell for. Tears filled my eyes. I knew that would never happen, I was irreversibly female and had to get on with it. Sobbing slightly I donned my panties, bra (with a struggle) and tights before putting my maid's dress on. I slipped my feet into the boots, again feeling the coldness in them. I opened the wardrobe and looked at myself. My dress was so short. It was impossible for me to bend without showing my bottom. I looked at the cleavage that showed. My eyes saw attractive breasts, which only a few months ago would have automatically caused a reaction in my groin. Now it would be others that would react. Those who reacted would be men, men that still had all their masculine parts. I shuddered as I thought this. I was not homosexual and the thought of a man touching me was abhorrent, but I knew that Vicky was likely to make me behave completely female in male company. I had little choice but to do as she wanted. One phone call to the mob would see me in their clutches. What they would do to me now that I was feminised was impossible to contemplate, but it would be horrible, disgusting and painful of that I was sure. Vicky had got her way. I was trapped. My phone call to her for help had condemned me a life of hard labour, humiliation and had even robbed me of my gender. I went downstairs and hand washed their clothes as well as the underwear that I had worn the day before. I left this to dry while I cleaned, vacuumed and polished around the ground floor. It was so degrading having to do all these things. I remembered when Vicky and I were children as she was a girl she had helped with the housework duties. How she had changed that around. I could never imagine all those years ago that I would be her cleaner, her maid, but I was and she was going to enjoy it. Eva was also going to take advantage of the position that I had been put in. I had alienated myself from her from the first time that we had met by my caustic comments. She was unable to defend herself because of the problems it would cause with the family. Now the boot was on the other foot literally and I was the one on the defensive. Coffee and toast was to be their breakfast and I prepared it and carried it to their bedroom on a tray. I knocked and waited. I knocked again and heard 'Enter.' said in a sleepy voice. I opened the door and walked into the room and went to Vicky's side of the bed. She smiled as she saw me dressed as her maid and carrying her breakfast. 'Good morning Nicola, I trust that you have done the work that you were instructed to do.' she said. I nodded and then Eva said, 'Does that mean that you hand washed our underwear.' Again I nodded as they giggled and then Eva continued, 'I hope that we can trust you, you haven't been sniffing our dirty panties have you?' Vicky burst out laughing as she heard this and said, 'What a wonderful thought, Nicola who used to be my step-brother Nicolas sniffing my stinky panties.' I was blushing and feeling hot knowing what she was going to say next. 'When Nicolas was 15 and I was 13 I caught him in the bathroom sniffing my panties.' They both laughed and Eva said, 'So he was a dirty little pervert even then.' My face was glowing red with embarrassment. They were still laughing as I served them their coffee and toast. I was told to stand holding the tray beside the bed as they had their breakfast. As they ate Vicky said to her lover, 'Just think, Nicola will be able to sniff her own panties now, I bet that will really turn her on.' Again they laughed and as they stopped Eva said, 'Well Nicola, tell us what its like being a girl, do you like it and what do you prefer to be, normal and fancy guys or are you a lesbian and fancy girls?' They were tittering like schoolgirls as they lay under the duvet. Eva repeated the question expecting an answer. 'I don't like being a female, I want to be a man again.' Vicky smiled, 'Unfortunately for you Nicola your days of being one of the male gender are over, you are now stuck as you are and Eva and I are having so much fun seeing you squirm in your new girly body and we are so looking forward to seeing you being fucked by a man.' My eyes widened with fear as she said this knowing that she was not joking but serious. Eva was smiling broadly as she said, 'Let's face it Nicola, you hate dykes so you must like men and imagine what its going to be like when you are laying on your back with a cock being thrust into your pussy.' I was sweating profusely feeling helpless at her comments. 'Shall we let her have her little surprise?' said Vicky to Eva. 'Oh yes, I'm sure that she will enjoy it.' I looked at the two of them smiling up at me from the comfort of their bed. Eva got out revealing that she was naked and walked to the large walk in wardrobe. 'Take off your boots, tights and panties.' demanded Vicky. I was going to plead for some kind of compassion from her but knew that was a waste of time. I put down the tray and did as she wanted. Eva came out of the wardrobe carrying something. She got back into bed still holding the item but not letting me see it. She handed it to Vicky who them held it up. It was a pair of rubber panties that had a moulded cock inside them. I gasped as I saw the latex item. 'Do you like them Nicola, I'm sure that they will fit you perfectly and do you recognise this?' she said as she held the panties open so that I could see the rubber cock inside them. I looked at it, seeing the solid rubber penis. I looked from it to her and then she spoke, 'Yes Nicola, we took a cast of your cock and had it made into this and you are going to wear these panties and your old sexual organ is going to be inside your new one.' She handed me the panties and I looked closely at them. 'It will need lubricating, let us see you suck it.' said Eva. I stood motionless and then Vicky screamed, 'Do it now!' Slowly I lifted the panties up to my mouth. The odour of the latex filled my nostrils and then after another hesitation I took the rubber copy of my own cock into my mouth and sucked it. I heard their laughter as I did this. 'Keep sucking until I tell you to stop.' ordered Vicky. I could see the clock on the bedside table and I was ten minutes later that she told me to stop. 'It must be well lubricated now Nicola, you can put them on.' They watched intently as I slid the rubber panties up my legs. As the cock reached the apex I felt the tip push into me. I gasped, a sound that brought laughter from the two females that were so intent on tormenting me. As I pulled them further up the deeper it went until it was fully in me and the tight fitting latex pants were snugly on me. I was sweating heavily, my legs apart and my surgically formed pussy filled with the imitation of my own penis. 'Put your panties, tights and boots back on girl, you have work to do, you can't have pleasure all the time.' said Eva's voice. Panting I slowly bent down and got my underwear from the floor. I could hear them giggling as I put on my panties, tights and then slid my legs into my boots. 'Let's see you walk across the room.' commanded Vicky. Slowly I walked, my gait wide as the rubber cock moved with me. Several times they made me walk around the room. Eva whispered something to Vicky who then giggled and nodded. 'Follow us girl.' said Eva as she got out of bed and put on her dressing gown. Vicky did the same and led us from the room. Down the hallway we walked, I slowly following them to a doorway of a room that I had not been in. Eva opened the door and ushered me in. My eyes widened as I saw what was in there and my attention was drawn to one specific thing. It was an exercise room and the item that I had seen immediately and by which Eva was now standing was an exercise bike and she was adjusting the seat to its highest level. 'We think that you need some exercise Nicola, get on the bicycle.' I looked at it and my eyes filled with tears. 'Oh don't be such a sissy,' said Vicky 'it's easy to use and even has an auto system that is run by electric so it peddles for you.' Slowly I got onto the contraption and as I sat on the seat I felt the rubber penis go deeper into me. Eva left the room and returned with some thin straps. She was gloating as she tied my hands behind my back and then my feet to the pedals. On the down stroke my leg was at full stretch. 'We've decided that you can relax today Nicola, you can catch up on your work tomorrow, enjoy yourself.' said Vicky as she adjusted the dial that set the speed and then flicked the switch that electrically operated the pedals. Immediately they started to move and I gasped loudly as the first down stroke reached the bottom of its cycle on my right left. This was repeated, left, right, left, right the action of this causing me to rock on the rubber cock. Vicky and Eva stood smiling as I gasped and panted as the rubber penis did its work on me. 'Well this gives a new meaning to go and fuck yourself.' said Eva to the amusement of my stepsister. 'Let's leave her to enjoy herself and practice receiving cock.' said Vicky as I pleaded with her to be released. She smiled and shook her head and then turned to Eva and said, 'This is making me feel really hot, let's go back to bed and make gentle girly sex.' They both laughed and left the room closing the door behind them. My legs were going up and down, up and down and knew from the feeling that I had the night before that I was going to cum. 'Ooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!' escaped from my lips as for the second time in my new female life I orgasmed. I wanted to stop but the action kept going. I tried to lift myself from the bicycle seat but the action of the pedals on my legs prevented this. I tried to block the feeling from my mind but it just welled more until I orgasmed again. I could see my breasts jiggling up and down in the motion caused by the electric exercise bicycle. I remembered seeing on a porn site on the Internet a picture that was similar to the position that I found myself in. The face of the woman was in ecstasy. That would have been several years ago and I could never have imagined that I would end up in the same situation. She was probably an actress, only bound for the pictures and then released. I was biting my lip as once again the rubber penis took me over the edge and I exploded in an even longer orgasm. How long they left me I don't know but it was several hours later that they untied me and lifted me from the bicycle. As I was in a semi- conscious state they took me upstairs and I was laid on my bed and told that I was not to remove the penis panties as they called them. I got under the covers still fully dressed and slept a dreamless sleep. On awaking I still felt the throbbing in my groin. I needed to go to the toilet and got off the bed and walked carefully to the shower room. I lowered my tights, panties and the rubber panties before sitting down. As the rubber penis came from me I felt relief. It felt strange peeing, but I imagined that was to be expected after what I had been through. I finished and wiped myself, feeling the soreness in my female slit. As I stood I pulled up the rubber panties and inserted the cock back into myself. Once fully dressed I washed my hands and decided to go downstairs. The house was in darkness and Vicky and Eva were obviously in bed. I slowly walked down the stairs without turning on the light, as I did not want to disturb them. Once in the kitchen I closed the door and turned on the light. It was a mess were they had cooked and left the mess for me to clear up. I switched on the kettle and made some coffee for myself. Sitting down gently on a stool at the breakfast bar I slowly drank the hot liquid. I could feel the cock deep inside me. I felt like slut, one of the girls that all the guys would want at the end of the evening if they had failed to get one of the more popular females. My stepsister had attempted and achieved in changing me from the guy that got the girl, to the girl that wanted me but couldn't, because she was a cheap slut. I must have fallen asleep again because Eva woke me, saying, 'Come on get yourself together you are going to have a special visitor today.' It was nearly 10:00 am and sleepily I walked up the stairs to the shower. She had told me that I was not to put the rubber panties on when I dressed after my shower. I brushed my teeth and showered before returning to my room and putting on my uniform and makeup. My mind was wondering whom Eva had meant when she said that I had a special visitor. All I could think was that it would be another humiliation for me. It was a relief to walk without the rubber cock inside me. As I reached the kitchen I heard voices. 'She is a bit shy but she really fancies you.' It was Vicky's voice that had said this. I knew that it was me she was talking about. The door was ajar and I pushed it and walked in. 'Oh Nicola, I know you have been dying to meet Alfie the gardener, so here he is.' I looked at the man and swallowed deeply. He was about 30 years old and losing his hair. When he smiled I could see nothing but discoloured teeth. He was dressed in a tatty T-shirt and jeans that were filthy. Vicky sat us down and gave the pair of us coffee and then said she would leave us alone. As she left the room she gave me a sarcastic smile. Alfie sat on the stool beside me. He smelt of sweat and his breath was really bad. We drank the coffee and I made small talk trying to keep away from him. I could see that he had a large bulge in his jeans and I felt sick. After about twenty minutes he asked to use the toilet. I told him were to go and as he left the room Vicky walked in. She walked close to me and whispered, 'I want to see you taking him by the hand and leading him upstairs to your bedroom Nicola and don't expect you to be down until later today, you are his little slut and you are to do anything and I mean anything that he wants, do you hear and if you don't you will be wearing those rubber pants and riding the exercise bike all day tomorrow and I mean all day.' I started to plead but stopped knowing that it was a futile exercise. He re-entered the room and Vicky smiled at him. She walked out leaving me to my fate. I gave it a minute then took his hand and led him from the kitchen and up the stairs. His smile was so wide, he couldn't believe his luck. As we got into my bedroom he closed the door and pulled me to him. His arms were huge and they went around me gripping me tight. His lips touched mine and we started to kiss. I kept my mouth closed but his tongue snaked between my lips. I wanted to be ill as his tongue explored the inside of my mouth, his rough face rubbing against mine. He started walking me back until my legs hit the bed and we fell he on top of me. Within seconds he had my dress off, then my bra, my boots and finally my tights and panties. Now that I was naked, his rough hands played with my nipples and went between my legs teasing and probing. He still kissed me and only broke away to tell me to undress him. I pulled off his T-shirt, loosened his belt and slide his jeans and pants down. Now both naked he rolled on top of me and I could feel his erection. 'Guide me in slut.' he said. I lowered my hand and took hold of his penis. I had never felt another man's cock before and it felt huge. I opened my legs wide and guided him into me. I gasped as he thrust hard into me and started to pump. His fingers grasped my breasts and cruelly squeezed them. 'Come on slut, tell me that you like it.' he said. All I could smell was his body odour, which was awful. When I didn't answer him he rose on one elbow and slapped my face. 'Come on slut, you know you like it rough.' My face stung but I said in a panting tone, 'Yes I like it when you treat me rough.' He smiled and again slapped my face. Although he was still thrusting into me I felt no joyous feelings and then I felt him ejaculate into me. He finished and lay still on me. 'Did you like that whore.' he said. Scared to say anything else I said yes. 'Good, now suck my cock until it's hard again before I put you over my knee and spank your ass.' I lowered myself on the bed until my face was level with his penis. He grabbed my hair and screamed, 'Suck it whore!' I wanted to cry, I wanted to kill my stepsister but all I could do was open my mouth and suck him. His flaccid penis tasted sour and the odour that emanated from him was unpleasant. I knew that Vicky and Eva would be downstairs probably laughing as I humiliated myself with their gardener. They would know what he was putting me through and Vicky would be enjoying the thought of her former stepbrother now her feminised maid being treated like a whore. She knew that I had never treated women well and was now receiving some of my own treatment. I felt Alfie's cock growing larger again as I sucked him. His hands held my head tight to him and I thought I was going to choke. He let go of me and demanded that I get onto my hands and knees. I did as he wanted. He knelt behind me on the bed. 'I'm gonna fuck your pretty little ass.' he said spitefully. I felt him pull my ass cheeks apart and in one thrust he impaled me on his cock. I screamed and his hand came around my face and gagged me. I dug my fingers into the bedclothes as he went in and out, thrusting deeper and harder. Tears filled my eyes as the intensity of the pain grew. Now both his hand were over my mouth, so that he was using my head to give him better leverage. I could feel his balls slapping against me. 'You love this you dirty slut, you love it don't you, let me hear you say it.' he demanded. Alfie loosened his grip so that I could talk and in a sobbing panting voice I said, 'I love it.' 'Tell me that you love me fucking your ass.' 'I love you fucking my ass.' 'Tell me to do it harder.' 'Fuck me harder.' 'Say please fuck me harder.' 'Please fuck me harder.' He laughed as he heard this and then he thrust faster until he spurted into me. His hands pushed me off him so that my face hit the headboard. I lay on my side hurting so much. My teary eyes watched him get up and then sit on the side of the bed. 'Slut, get on your knees in front of me.' he ordered. I got off the bed and dropped down before him. 'My cock has been in your ass and needs cleaning, start licking it like the whore you are.' I lowered my head into his groin area and started to lick him. I was praying that he would not become erect again to quickly. After several minutes of tonguing his cock he said, 'Tell me that you are a dirty slut and you want to lick my ass.' I sobbed and knew that resistance was not an option. 'I am a dirty slut and want to lick your ass.' He laughed and then said, 'Say please Sir may I lick your ass.' His desire to completely control and humiliate me was making him hard again and again he laughed as he heard me, 'Please Sir I am a dirty slut may I lick your ass.' He smiled as he turned and laid face down on the bed. 'Start licking whore.' he commanded. I slid forward slowly on my knees and lowered my head so that it was closed to his bottom. I hesitated as my nose got closer and picked up the odour from him. 'Hurry up slut.' he demanded. With my breath coming in short gasps my tongue came from my mouth and I grimaced as it touched the skin in the crack of his bottom and ran up it. Time and again he demanded that I run my tongue up his crack and constantly reminded me that I was his ass-licking whore. Before the fateful day that I came to my stepsisters for help I had been a masculine person that had not considered any liaison with another man. How things had changed. I was now a servile female that was being treated like some piece of garbage by a man that would be unlikely to attract a woman with his charms. Now he lay on the bed as I tongued his ass, humiliating myself for his benefit and the amusement of Vicky and Eva. He moved so that I had to back away and then turned so that he was sitting on the bed. 'Ask me nicely if you can suck my cock and swallow my cum whore.' he said looking down at me. 'Please Sir may I suck your cock and swallow your cum.' He laughed and pointed to his penis indicating for me to do it. I bent forward and took it in my mouth. His hands went around the back of my head holding me. He started to move my head back and forth as I sucked him. He was effectively using my mouth to masturbate himself. I heard him start to groan and then speed up the motion with my head. He came and gushed what seemed like gallons of his semen into my mouth. His hands gripped me tightly so that escape was not possible and it was swallow or choke. He held me there until his cock became flaccid and then he pushed me to the floor. He stood smiling and walked over to his clothes and proceeded to dress. He never said a word and when he finished lacing his shoes he left the room still with a smug smile on his face. I got up slowly feeling my body aching. My back passage hurt as I moved. I slowly walked to the shower room and brushed my teeth and then showered, washing away the taste and smell of him. A brutal male had ravaged my body. This would have been terrible for a female and although I had been given a female exterior inside I was still a man. I had been raped and sodomised and I was helpless to prevent my stepsister arranging the same treatment of me again. I looked in the mirror and saw my face. There were slight bruises on both cheeks. I stared at the new features that made me look so convincingly a member of the female sex and wondered if Alfie knew that I had once been a man. He was an animal and would not have cared either way. I returned to my room and dressed in my maid clothes. I walked slowly downstairs and could hear voices. Alfie was still with Vicky and Eva and he was talking to them and laughing. Eva heard me and told me to join them into the sitting room. 'Ah Nicola, Alfie has been telling me that you have had a good time together and that he really likes you.' It was Vicky that had said this, her face betraying the joy she was feeling. It was hard to believe that we had spent a lot of our growing years together and although I knew that she was quite sadistic, the depths that she had taken me to were about to be surpassed. 'Since Alfie is alone with his twin teenage daughters it would make sense for you to move in with him Nicola.' I swallowed deeply as I heard this, my eyes filling with tears as her words hit me. I looked from Vicky to Eva to Alfie hoping that this was some kind of nightmare that I would soon awaken from. It wasn't enough for Vicky to steal my masculinity and replace it with a female form that had to be compliant but now she was literally giving me to this monster. 'Alfie, why don't you go up to Nicola's room and get her clothes and then the pair of you can get off, I'm sure that there is plenty the pair of you will want to do when you get home.' said Vicky. He smiled and left the room and went upstairs bounding two steps at a time. 'Please Vicky, don't do this, I will do anything you want, but don't make me move in with him, he is an animal.' Vicky and Eva laughed at what I said and then my stepsister said, 'You were responsible for my Dad dying and I swore that I would make you suffer. I could have had you killed but waited my time and you came to me and that makes it even better because you trapped yourself and I took advantage of it.' The spiteful look on her face said that she was never going to show me any mercy. 'Alfie is a bit of an animal Nicola, that's why you have been given to him, he will make your life so miserable making you clean, cook and look after his daughters and himself and then he will repay you by brutally raping you, you are going to have such great fun.' Eva had said nothing to this point but then joined in, 'His daughters drove away Alfie's previous lover, she seemed to like the rape and nasty treatment from him but apparently couldn't take it from his daughters as well.' I stood looking at them knowing that life was going to get worse. Alfie ran down the stairs and re-joined us in the living room. He was carrying a holdall, which he dropped in front of me. He said goodbye to Vicky and Eva and that he would be over next week to do the garden. 'Come on slut, you have work to do before we can go to bed and enjoy ourselves.' Vicky and Eva giggled as they heard this. I could still hear them laughing as Alfie led me out of the door and out to his van. This was the beginning of my new life as a female, a submissive female that would suffer for the sins of her male past. The End