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Learning to Feel Pretty (Part II) by Christine
PART II
The next morning I awoke to find Janet sitting on my bed looking at
me, and stroking my shoulder length hair. In a very soothing voice
she spoke to me.
"Candice, I have a wonderful surprise for you. I've got you a full
time job. It's time you got out more and started to contribute a little
financial support to the household. Now get dressed and showered
and look your best. You start your job in two hours and I don't want
you to be late."
I put on a short black skirt (everything I now owned was short), with
black pantyhose and a pair of 4-inch heels. A matching bra and
panty set under my white sheer blouse completed the effect. I
brushed my hair into a ponytail, did my makeup and I was ready to
go. Janet told me I looked nice and sprayed a little perfume on me to
finish me off.
We pulled into a small plaza and parked in front of a store. The
name on the store was "Rosita's." I gulped. We walked inside and
there was Rosita waiting for me in her tattoo parlour.
"Well, hi honey, welcome to your new job," Rosita spoke. "You can
start as a receptionist until I get you better trained."
It was explained to me that I was to work 7 days a week and would
be on call 24 hours a day if needed. The hours were not negotiable
and neither was the pay. I would never see my pay check as Janet
would be getting it at the end of each week.
I was to work Monday to Thursday from 10:00 am to 10:00 pm,
Friday from 9:00 am to 2:00 am and Sunday from 12:00 noon to
10:00 pm. 75 hours in total with no day off! I tried to protest, but
Janet would have none of it. Rosita was very excited.
"Wow, Janet, the guys will be lined up at the door when the word
gets out."
I wasn't sure what she meant by that.
My New Job Begins
The first day of my job, which was Monday, went okay I guess. I
worked for 10 hours without even a break. The store was quite busy
and everyone seemed friendly enough. I was introduced to everyone
by my new name. Twice, Rosita made me bend over, and pulled my
skirt and pantyhose down to reveal my tattoo on my butt. This was
to show off her handy work she said. I was a good advertisement, it
seemed.
Janet picked me up at 10:00 pm. As soon as I got into the car, I lay
back and relaxed on the seat.
"Not so fast honey."
Janet reclined her seat until she was almost laying flat.
"Your jobs not finished yet sweetheart. Now get to it!"
I reached over and got my mouth to the appropriate place and
tongued her until she came to orgasm. I was really feeling like a
piece of meat.
Then we drove home. I was told to get showered, and to go to bed,
as I had to get back up at 6:00 am to do the house chores! I was
already tired. I collapsed on the bed and passed out.
In the morning, it took me an hour to get dressed and ready. Then of
course, I had to vacuum the house, prepare breakfast for Janet and do
the dishes for her too. Finally, I was told to get on my knees and to
service her before leaving for work.
Janet was continually buying me more outfits (with the money I had
earned no doubt), so every day I would be dressed different at work.
The routine of giving Janet blowjobs in the morning and after work
continued on a daily basis. I actually got quite used to it and
wouldn't have minded, but my dick continued to be locked up inside
the aluminum tube.
I had not had a hard on for well over a month as my job continued. I
was now actually acting like a girl at work. I didn't have a lot of
choice. I was always referred to as 'she' or 'her' or by name to the
clients.
I was now dressing as a woman 24 ? 7. It really wasn't that bad.
Janet was treating me well except she insisted on me working every
day.
After about two months, on a Sunday evening at the end of my work
day, Rosita called me in to tell me how pleased she was with my
work and that she was going to give me a bonus. Janet was sitting
beside as Rosita talked. It was decided that I would be given another
tattoo, free of charge, but not one of my choice but of Janet's.
The fight had long been taken away from me. I just lay there as
Rosita put a chain of flowers around each of my ankles. The tears
ran down my eyes, not from the pain, but from the resolution that I
knew I could never go back to being a male.
Rosita then decided to give me a little extra. It was decided that the
time was right to add the permanent red ink to my lips. I tried to pull
back but Janet held me. I cried and cried some more until the
procedure was finished and I was given a mirror. My lips were
twice their size from the swelling and now were bright red.
"Candice, you are one lucky girl. Now thank Rosita in the proper
way," Janet spoke.
I knew how to thank Rosita. There was only one way. I dropped to
my knees avoiding eye contact. I was so ashamed. She straddled
my head pushing her pussy into my face. I licked her to climax and
when I was finished I got to do it all over again to Janet. The two
women both smiled at each other both completely satisfied. I looked
down between my legs to see my little penis trying desperately to get
out of the tube.
Before leaving, Rosita told me that I was getting a promotion in the
shop and that I would now be in charge of 'service.' She and Janet
giggled and then we left.
Service Department
The next morning when I got to work, Rosita took me into a small
room, which she said would be my new office. There wasn't much
in it but a small desk and a pull out couch and a chair; that was it.
There wasn't anything to do, at least it seemed until a large man
opened the door and entered my office.
"Can I help you sir?" I asked.
He stood there looking me up and down and smiling.
"You sure can honey."
He reached down and opened his pants revealing a large dick in a
very hard state. I was shocked, and I knew I must have blushed. I
pulled away and tried to get out of the office, but he stopped me with
his arm and grabbed me. Before I knew it he was French kissing me
and grabbing my ass. I tried to pull away but he was way too strong
for me thanks to my exercise program and weight loss. He
continued kissing me and then started squeezing my butt hard. It
hurt! I tried to cry out for help, but his tongue in my mouth
prevented this from happening.
Finally he released my head. I screamed for help and Rosita came
into the office immediately. I told her what he had done.
"So, what's the problem?" she responded. "Do you think I sent him
in here to just say hello, you dumb bitch! Now service him and do a
good job, and I don't want to hear any more screaming, it disturbs
the customers."
She then looked at the customer and said, "this will be a free one,
she needs the practice."
She laughed as she left the office.
The second the door closed, he was on me again. He had me
outweighed by at least 100 pounds. He grabbed me by the hair and
forced me to my knees. I was about to get raped and there was
nothing I could do about it! I had never done a man before. I wasn't
gay and I certainly didn't want to do this. He drove his member into
my mouth jamming it deep inside my throat. I gagged and choked
but he still continued. In and out he went until I felt his member
expanding in my mouth. I knew what was coming and I didn't have
to wait long. For the first time I tasted spunk. Salty spunk!
"Swallow it all bitch!" he yelled at me.
I did my best, leaving only a few drops on my chin.
When he finished he let me go allowing me to collapse on the floor.
"Clean yourself up, bitch, I'm sure I won't be your last 'service'
appointment today."
He laughed hysterically. I thought about what he had said and knew
he was probably right.
Part III
What had happened to me? I was now a full time girl and
being treated like a slut. Permanent makeup and tattoos would
make it almost impossible for me to return to being a man. I
had gotten used to dressing as a woman and acting like one to,
but everyone seemed to like me more as a whore than a nice
girl.
Now not only was I servicing Janet and Rosita on a regular
basis, but I was giving 'freebees' to most of Rosita's
customers. I was swallowing so much spunk during the day
that I never seemed to have a proper appetite. I was losing
weight like crazy now, and everyone seemed to think that was
great.
My dick continued to be held captive in the aluminum tube
keeping it completely out of commission and keeping me
completely frustrated. This seemed to please everyone as well.
I never saw any of the money; everything went to Janet and
Rosita. Where could I go for help? Nowhere was the only
answer I could come up with.
I tried to act more feminine for everyone and be accepted but it
was not to be. I was to be used as a receptacle for the
customer's spunk and that was my only job now.
Occasionally, the men were very rough with me, treating me
like garbage and bruised me on the butt and legs while they
were gripping me. I got no sympathy from anyone. This was
just 'part of the job'. I had to get out of here. It wouldn't be
easy as Janet always came and got me and Rosita was always
in the office, but I would find a way.
The Operation
One morning, Janet told me that I was not to eat anything at all
that day, and that I was due at the doctors for what she called a
minor operation. I was given my first day off in months. Left
in my room I was unable to sleep, I was really nervous, as
Janet wouldn't give me any details of this 'minor' operation
other than it would make me more complete.
I got to the doctors office and was taken into a small operating
room where the Doctor, a woman, greeted me and introduced
me to her anesthesiologist. I was told to undress and lay on the
table. Janet helped me undress and tried to console me telling
me everything would be fine.
She walked me over to the table, helped me up and then very
gently fastened Velcro straps to my wrists and ankles. She
then covered me with a sheet, and began to run her hands
through my hair.
"Everything will be fine Candice, don't worry I will be here
with you the whole time."
The Doctor entered the room and pulled back the sheet.
"Well hello Candice. What's this little contraption between
your legs? This will have to go."
Janet handed her the key, and for the first time in months my
dick was released. A nurse entered the room and began to
lather my dick with soap and water. I immediately began to
get erect. Before I knew it, the Doctor reached for a syringe
and inserted it into the base of my dick, causing it to go limp. I
squirmed in my bounds but of course, to no end.
Before I knew it the nurse had put a small mask over my face
and I passed out.
Next Morning
I woke up in what looked to be a hospital room although I
knew it wasn't. Janet was sitting on a chair beside me. There
were flowers and get-well cards everywhere. There were even
balloons wishing me well. I was very drowsy.
I looked at Janet and asked her what they had done.
"Well honey, we knew that you weren't happy at your job and
were getting really worried that you might want to do
something drastic, like take off and leave us without a service
department. Luckily, Rosita knew a surgeon to help with the
problem and now it is solved."
"First of all, you have been castrated! A new device has been
put on your little pecker. What it does is flatten your dick. It
has then been drawn between your legs and kind of stitched to
your body. When it heals, it will attach itself between your
legs just in front of your ass. You will never be able to get it
erect again, and you will have to pee sitting down from now
on. It will only hurt when you get aroused, so I suggest you
control your feelings from now on."
"You also might notice that you now have a lovely choker
around your neck. This is permanent. It has a shocking device
inside it and a global tracking system installed in it as well, so
you will always be able to be located. I have the master control
so I can manually over ride the device, but as of now, it is set
up so that if you try to take it off, you will receive an electric
shock that will bring you to your knees. Also, trying to leave us
will force us to activate the tightening clasp inside the collar,
which will choke you until you are unconscious or dead. I'm
sorry if you find this a little extreme but we don't want to lose
you at any cost and don't plan to."
I started to cry and tried to scream but nothing came out.
"Oh, sorry, I forgot to tell you that your vocal chords have also
been removed. We were getting a little tired of your
complaining so decided to do something about it. Now you
will stay here for two weeks and recover. A nurse will look
after you and then when you are better you can return to work.
You always looked at women as if they were sluts, and now
you are one. Lucky girl. Bye bye."
Janet left the room. I immediately reached down between my
legs. It was gone! All of it, I could only feel smooth skin and
no balls! I grabbed the small hand mirror from the bed table
and held it out so I could see. My balls were gone! My dick
indeed had been smoothed out between my legs. I had no
manhood left. I was a girl. I tried to scream. Nothing came
out. I again looked at myself and saw a small scar on my
throat. What had they done? Just above the scar was the
collar. It was very pretty with diamonds all around it. I knew
it would one day prevent any hopes of escape. Janet had
thought of everything. She was very thorough. I just lay there
crying. What else could I do?
For the next 3 weeks I recuperated. I had a lot of time to think.
I began peeing sitting down. It didn't hurt that way. I
concentrated on not thinking sexual thoughts to stop any
arousal. Janet visited me constantly, bringing me flowers most
of the time.
A New Life
By the end of the third week, I had mostly healed. I was now a
woman, or at least I certainly wasn't a man anymore.
I reported to work and Rosita. I was told that I would be a 'girl
Friday' for the time being until I healed, in other words a
gopher. She told me that starting immediately, I would have
electrolysis to my face and pubic area every day until it was
clean. It would take about a month for all my facial hair to be
killed. My crotch was still very sensitive so it was decided not
to do it yet.
I began to accept that I was now a woman and when the pain
disappeared actually started to like the attention I was getting. I
was not asked to 'service' anyone including Janet or Rosita. I
was also given the weekends off while in recovery.
Life was getting better. I was now acting like a girl full time.
Janet had got me business cards saying that I was a mute to
explain my silence. Most guys seemed to feel sorry for me
when I gave them the card.
I actually was getting somewhat attracted to some guys. I
assumed it was to all the pills Janet had me take daily.
Hormone pills she said to help me not get aroused. They were
for my own good.
Janet and Rosita actually took me out to a few bars with them.
I got hit on constantly, probably because of the way Janet had
me dressed, but I was getting attention and enjoyed it.
The Party's Over
I walked into Rosita's store.
"Back to the service department honey. We didn't spend all
that money for nothing. Now earn your keep."
Rosita took me by the hand and led me to my room. Only this
time I was in for a surprise.
There was a round hole dug out in the middle of the floor with
concrete surrounding it. On one side were a few steps. I dug
my heels in; I didn't like the looks of this. All of a sudden I
couldn't breathe. I fell to the floor gasping for air. I looked up
and saw Janet holding the control to my collar. I fought for air,
rolling on the ground. Finally it stopped.
"Now do as your told!"
Unable to offer any more resistance, I was led down the few
stairs into the hole. The hole came up to my shoulders.
Rosita took my hands and handcuffed them behind me.
"Now be a good girl, this is going to be fun. Then I saw Janet
pulling a large wooden yolk across the room with a hole in the
middle of it. She lifted it up and put it over my head resting it
on top of the walls surrounding the pit. I watched as clasps
were fastened around the yolk. I tried to struggle but no use.
Then I saw the hood. The leather hood. The leather hood with
the penis gag! I shook my head while the two women put it
onto my head. It was pulled over tightly and the gag shoved
into my mouth, not that I could have screamed anyway.
"Candice, you look good in your new office." Janet smiled.
"Now we're going to turn the lights off for you. You are to
service everyone that comes in here, not that you'll have a
choice. Time you started being a slut again."
They left, leaving me to contemplate my future in the dark of
the room.
I didn't have to wait long. The light would go on and there
would be a large erect dick in front of my mouth. The man
would take my gag out and replace it with the real thing and
then put the gag back in before leaving. They always made
sure to make a deposit into my mouth.
I would 'service' about 10 men a day on the average.
Sometimes, I would actually be sick but it didn't matter.
Rosita would just come in and use a hose to clean around me
and then I would be ready to do it again and again.
This went on for about a month without a day off. I was only
released to go to the bathroom, clean myself off and freshen
my makeup, then I would be taken back to the hole. I was not
fed anything all day but the spunk that came in on a regular
basis.
I was losing weight, which seemed to please Rosita. When
Janet took me home, I was told to shower, then I was given
more pills and two cans of 'Slim Fast.' This is what I was
living on. Two cans before work and two after and all the
spunk I could handle.
To be continued??
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