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Part 6
I did create quite the scene at the airports. Of course, all my rings set off the metal
detectors. I had to go back to the security room, and strip. Once they all had a
good laugh at me, I was allowed to get dressed and leave.
I was surprised that we were pulling into the lot for the doctor's office. Inside the
doctor explained that he wanted to see me like this because he wanted to check
my blood now so he could have the results for next month. He produced a key and
unlocked my collar and helped me get the cat suit down to my waist.
He asked how I was doing and examined and measured me. My weight was now
219lbs, even with the new, heavier plug and all that I was wearing. With the
corset on I measured 38D-30-39. He was quite pleased with my results. He still
prodded around my hips, stomach, and butt. He then drew 3 vials of blood. He got
out another syringe and different colored implants this time. These were similar to
the last ones but, as bonus from him, they were designed to help me lose weight in
my arms, shoulders, and stomach so I looked in proportion.
I did ask him about my height. At first I towered over Lisa in my heels, but now
when we are in our aerobic clothes and similar shoes I am only a few inches
taller. He measured my height, and in my 6-inch heels, I was 6 foot 2 inches.
When all this started, I was 6 foot flat footed!
I started to get furious! He simply lifted a hand and said that if I was ready to
listen, he would explain, but I couldn't interrupt. He started by asking me how
many women are as tall, or taller than me. I didn't know. Then he said that by
reducing my height, I would better blend in and have fewer problems in public.
My height was altered when my breasts were done, it just takes the body longer to
shed the height. I should stabilize at 5' 7" within this month. That way I could
wear the heels Mr. Lewis requires without crossing the 6' mark. He said that my
original DNA is in storage in their vault, and when I choose to end the contract, it
would be re-introduced and my height would come back.
He did ask me if I noticed a difference in my voice yet. I told him that I started
trying raise the pitch of my voice so I could blend in, but that was about a month
ago, and I forgot all about it.
I tried to speak in my old voice, but nothing! I cleared my throat and tried again.
Same result. He just looked at me said that this was also altered, and my voice
should already be stabilized. He said, if it made me feel any better, he thought I
had a perfectly normal female voice now. Knowing I couldn't do anything about
any of these changes, I just made the November appointment and left.
Karin met me at the front door, and shook her head when she saw my outfit. She
said that Mr. Lewis was not going to be joining us this weekend, and that as long
as I met my weight, my check was for the full amount. I already knew this but I
nodded my head. I weighed in at 219 lbs, she wrote it down then passed me an
envelope. I looked over the addendum and signed it. Karin took it and my weight
record and put them in a slot in Mr. Lewis' door. She then told me to freshen up
and meet her in the kitchen.
She was already in the kitchen when I came in. I motioned for her to follow me
outside. Once out there, I softly told her to come into the gardeners shed. I didn't
give her a chance to respond so when she finally caught up to me in the shed I
told her that I was certain that the house was bugged and video monitored. At first
Karin tried to tell me I was being paranoid, but after we talked for a bit, she
thought I might be right.
I handed her a small gift box. Somewhat shocked, she asked what this is for. I just
motioned for her to open it and find out. Once she had it open she pulled out a
pendant necklace in white gold. On the back of the pendant, I had inscribed the
date of our first meeting and 'Friends forever'. The second gift was a cell phone.
This phone could not be tracked back to me or anyone else that Mr. Lewis might
recognize. I told her that she should keep it well hidden and not turn it on in the
house as he probably had this place well bugged. With the phone, we could now
talk any time, but with a just little effort. For her to call me, she just needed to be
somewhere away from the house. And for me, I would just have to leave a voice
message and set up a return call time. She was so happy that tears came to her
eyes. Next, I took the necklace and placed it around her neck. She began to cry. I
gave her a hug and sat us both down at the table. I explained to her that even
though Mr. Lewis tries to keep tabs on me, I will do everything I can to be there
for her. We both were crying now and holding hands. I apologized for not being
there more for her more after Gary died, but I won't let that happen again.
Now she really began to cry. I asked her if everything is okay, but she just waved
me off, stood up, and gave me a crushing hug. She motioned for me to follow her.
Once back in the kitchen, we went down into the basement. We went down a long
hallway, and into a room. Around the walls were all sorts of sex and bondage
things. When she saw that I was getting concerned, she quickly apologized and
ran back out, crying.
I turned back around and saw Dr. Bain standing at a table. He welcomed me, and
waved for me to come in. I was still standing there when he told me to take my
clothes off. I turned to follow Karin upstairs when I felt a strong vibration, almost
like an electrical shock coming from within me. I froze. Dr. Bain chucked and
said that he could tell Mr. Lewis got me into the new butt-plug. As I stood there
stunned he said that this plug had 10 levels of vibration. He said that what I just
felt was vibration level 5. He then demonstrated level 10, and I about jumped out
of my skin and collapsed onto the floor. It felt like I had be shocked with
electricity!
The noise at level 5 was loud enough to be heard, and level 7 was loud enough to
stop a conversation from across a room. Mr. Lewis wanted this plug because it
could help me to better conform to the contract.
He again asked me to strip naked and get on the table. This time I complied. He
asked for the gag he gave me 2 months ago. I dug it out of my purse and handed it
him. He nodded his head 'NO' and said that I knew what to do. Knowing I
couldn't stop this, I stuck it in and buckled it behind my head.
I laid down and he proceeded to buckle all of the D-rings to the table. Once that
was done, he reached between my legs and fumbled around until the crotch of the
cat suit was open. He pulled my thong to the side and looked over his first
piercing. Nodding his approval, he attached some cables to the butt plug.
He said that as long as I was connected to these wires, the plug could run
indefinitely. He pulled out a remote and turned it level 3. It didn't hurt, in fact it
felt quite good, but I still hated it. My face showed my embarrassment.
The doctor then fumbled with my left breast until I could see that he removed the
bra cup from my corset. He did the same with my right breast. He pulled a strap
across my breasts and adjusted my nipples so they stuck out through some holes
on the strap. Once he was finished, my breasts looked rather distorted and my
nipples stuck straight up in the air. He then laid a heavy cloth over my abdomen.
Looking at a small table, I knew what was coming, nipple rings! These rings were
indeed a match to my basket, both in thickness and material, but in the shape of a
"D". They were about an inch across the straight portion, and an inch or so around
the curved portion. In the center of the curved portion was a removable ball. But I
knew that was to be welded in place.
I started to thrash around, but he just kept on getting his tools ready! Finally he
took the penis gag out. I told him that Mr. Lewis agreed to cancel the nipple rings.
Dr. Bain looked over the addendum, and apologized for the confusion.
Thinking I was done, I relaxed some. But he kept on getting his tools setup. When
I told him that he better stop, he just took the gag and put it back in and fastened it
again. After removing a large, curved needle from a bottle of alcohol, he grabbed
and pulled my left nipple out, carefully lined up the needle, and in one quick
motion, pushed it through! I screamed into the gag, but that only brought a laugh
from Dr. Bain.
The pain was intense, but not nearly as bad as when he did the 'other' piercing! He
readied the D-ring, and pushed it into place as the needle was removed. He spun it
around, snapped in the ball, and quickly followed suit with the right nipple.
Just as with before, he welded the piercing closed. This was just as painful as the
first one! Just as with the first one, I was sobbing from the pain.
He gathered his tools, and removed the strap from my breasts. The only problem
was that the rings had to be forced through to holes. Once the strap was removed,
he pulled some chains down from the ceiling and attached them to my nipple
rings. He pressed a button until they pulled taught. He pulled another chain down
and attached it to my basket ring. He pulled this tight as well.
He checked my nipples, turned off the lights and said that Karin would let me
loose in the morning.
I don't know when, but Karin knocked on the door and told me that it was on a
time lock. She still talked to me and kept me company. She kept apologizing for
tricking me into this, but I knew there wasn't anything she could have done.
Even with me gagged, she talked to me for a couple of hours. In fact, she said I
was her best friend even though we could only have contact for 18 hours a month.
Except for a weekend with Mr. Lewis, and two trips to the store, she was alone all
month. She was going batty all by herself so she took on the outside work too.
I was so tired from the trip, doctors' visit, and all this that even with the pain and
vibrations, I slept like a baby.
At 5:00am, Karin disconnected everything. I thanked her and she helped me up
into my room. I didn't even worry about her seeing my breasts, and penis. My
nipples stayed swollen and were very tender when I put my corset back over
them.
During my shower, the butt-plug deflated. I closed my legs as best I could until I
got to the toilet. Since I could only take this out in the mornings now, I did a
bigger count on the enema. I cleaned up before I put the plug back in and pumped
it up. Although this plug is tighter than the first one, I don't seem to have the
extreme discomfort like I did the first few days after I started using the first plug.
Karin laid out my outfit again. This time I was going home in a long, white, loose
and flowing skirt with a fuzzy violet tank top with matching corset, stockings,
thong, heels, and purse.
My suitcase was ready and waiting by the door. We ate breakfast and I asked
Karin if she was allowed to email me. She wasn't to have any contact with me at
all. I winked at her and we continued talking for Mr. Lewis' benefit. She assured
me she would be fine and waiting for my next visit.
The trip back home was similar to the last one. By now I was ready to be searched
and had my piercing card ready. I set off the detectors and showed them the card.
I was quickly searched and on my way.
At the airport, Lisa met me inside and pointed out my nipples and asked what
happened. I told about the piercing and that night in the dungeon. Back home,
Lisa wanted see the piercings, so I took my blouse off and gently lifted my breasts
from the corset. She moved close and looked them over and softly moved them up
and down. I told her about the doctor visit. She also thought my voice sounded
higher, but didn't put much into it because she thought I was doing it on purpose.
As for my height, she was not very pleased. She always liked tall, strong men, and
now I am none of that. Now I am NONE of that! This really scared me for our
future. I asked her if me being like this was causing her to lose interest in me or
think about other men. She laughed some and re-assured me that she was with me
for life!
She has never had any lesbian tendencies, but with all my changes, she is more
interested in me. She has even been more aggressive now. Our sex life has
improved ten-fold now that she is used to my changes.
As I unpacked, she could see that all my clothes were accepted. Once I got to the
last outfit, I could see the cat suit. Lisa just smiled.
We rode the motorcycle quite a bit this month. By now, I had gotten enough pant
outfits that I didn't worry about having to wear a skirt while riding. In fact, I had
gotten rather accustomed to wearing skirts around the house. Because I always
had to wear a corset and stockings, a skirt actually felt cooler when I was outside
in the summer heat.
During work on Monday things were about as they always were. The shop was
always a friendly, jovial place with quite a bit of kidding around, but since my
'change' as the guys now call it, things have been quiet and very uncomfortable.
Finally having enough of this, I started to trying to 'goof ' with the guys.
By lunch-time, my supervisor came out and said that I'm making the guys
uncomfortable and for me to tame down my joking and kidding around. I asked
what I could do to make things better and she said that I should consider taking a
different job.
This left me in a foul mood for some time. I did want to quit, so over a couple of
weeks, I looked to see what else was available. I even went on a few interviews,
but they thought I was a woman looking for a job and treated me as such. I just
took their stares, comments, and offers for dinner. I didn't let them think any
different. I even did get a couple of job offers, but I turned them down because the
pay was much less than it should have been. Sexism is still hanging around.
Without a college degree, my experience doesn't go too far.
Work was becoming even more of a chore now. Visitors would still stop by and
stare at me while I worked on their vehicle. With the corset and my breasts
pushed up and shaking, the guys would just sit back and stare.
The visit to the salon was okay, my hair color was lightened back to a honey
blonde that shimmered in the light, and the length was trimmed to mid-back. My
nail color was again changed to match my new lipstick, a dark, burgundy red.
By Tuesday evening, during the aerobics class, I was in such a good mood that I
completely forgot about my situation. For the first time, I out-moved and out-
danced Lisa during the class. About 15 minutes into the routine, Lisa could see I
was going for it, so she stepped it up too, but I was in a 'zone' and was really out-
doing everyone except the instructor.
I felt more fit and alive than I had in years. Now that the weight was coming
down, and I was exercising regularly, I could move and bend like I did when I
was in my 20's! Things that were difficult for me to do around the house and yard,
were now no problem at all.
Even though I still had to do most of my yard work in a corset, heels and short
skirts, I really enjoyed getting back into the yard and making things happen.
Summer is already half over, so I'm not adding anything, but I am really cleaning
all the overgrown things out. Lisa has been after me to do this since we moved in
over 5 years ago, so for her to see this much clean up is making her quite happy
also.
Now that I've gotten quite used to carrying a purse, I don't see how I could have
managed before. Even without the make up, nail polish, and gag I have to carry
now, I have enough things that pockets alone would never work for me anymore.
So when this is all over, I am going to have to find a 'masculine' looking purse
just so I can continue to stay organized and have everything that I am used to
carrying. If society didn't see purses as a 'women' thing , I could see men carrying
purses also.
Since the summer is winding down, we have really made an effort to enjoy our
boat and camper. I took a week off from work and we loaded up and went
camping and boating. Alyson did join us, but she just pitched a tent in the space
next to ours.
While putting the boat in the water, I really drew a scene. I was in a 'boy cut'
bikini. The bottoms were like shorts, and the top, while being rather supportive
for my breasts, did manage to show a lot of cleavage and the nipple rings, but
with breasts as big as mine, only a tight-necked shirt wouldn't show cleavage. I
have really come to like this swimsuit because it does offer quite a bit of support.
I've tried other one- and two-piece swimsuits, and this particular style does well to
cover my lower parts as well as keep my chest from hurting after being active.
Between the aerobics, corset training, and weight loss, I was really starting to
develop female curves. To all the on-lookers, I was just a heavy, big-chested
woman with two other very attractive women trying to launch a boat. I was sure
that the on-lookers thought we would sink the boat or at least make a spectacle for
them to laugh about, but we had the boat in the water and moored in record time
without incident.
I have to wear heels whenever I'm not in the water, so I have several pairs of 4-
inch heel sandals. But I have found that while I am moving around, that strap on
heels work best. So I now a wear strapped heel sandals. The down side to this is
that it makes me look like I'm on the prowl for men, because as soon as I dry off, I
have to put them on.
As I was walking back to shore from mooring the boat, I could see some of the
guys' walk over to our motorhome. By the time I was within earshot, I could tell
the guys were trying to set 'something' up for later on that night. I stayed out of
their sight, dried off, put my sandals on, and slowly made my way into the side
door of the RV. Lisa heard the door close and told them that we had to go get
setup and eat before dark, then said bye.
We managed to find a rather secluded spot to where the 'living' side of the RV
wouldn't have anybody close. And with Alyson setting her tent up in the next
space over, we should have plenty of privacy.
We had the RV leveled and setup in 15 minutes. The kids and I watched Alyson
struggle with her tent. She obviously had never set up that tent before. Lisa came
out of the RV just in time to watch the tent collapse on Alyson for the third time.
By now, the kids and I were snickering pretty good, so Lisa called over and asked
if she needed any help. Alyson laughed too and replied that if she was going to
sleep in the tent, she would have to have some help.
With our help, her tent was up and she was settled in 30 minutes. Bryan had made
a nice fire and I was just sitting a pot of chili on the grate when one of the guys
from the boat launch walked up. I just sat in my chair and ignored him. He kept
trying to talk to me, but I just ignored him. As Alyson chatted with him, his eyes
kept looking at my chest. He wasn't even trying to be discreet. Alyson asked him
question, and he just stood there! He recovered, and without so much as an
apology tried to make arrangements for him and his buddies to join us for boating
and partying by saying he could show us how to really handle our boat.
After that comment, I walked up to him, and very quietly whispered that I know
how to handle my toys and if he didn't leave us alone for the entire week, I would
have to embarrass him. He chuckled some and shortly later, left.
As soon as he was out of listening range, Lisa asked me what I told him. After I
told her, both her and Alyson laughed some.
I have been used to waking up at 5:00am and today was no exception. I gathered
my hair and quickly got dressed in my exercise outfit, and went for a quick, but
invigorating jog. Being the only person out so early feels great and by the time I
was back at camp, felt even better.
I have found that the timer in the butt-plug that releases the valve at 5:25am is
very accurate. I done my enema and had my butt-plug in without incident. I've
used a butt-plug for over 2 months now and not having it in me feels strange now.
This is weird I know, but I have noticed that my hole doesn't close completely
anymore. I have done some calling around to some doctors, and the consensus is
that within a few days of having the butt-plug out, my hole should return to
normal. Only daily use for months on end will cause issues. The only problem I
will face is that when the plug does stay out, my muscles will be so relaxed and
weak that I might make a mess until I get strength back, depending on how long
I've used the plug, it may take up to a couple of months.
I changed into my first bikini, the neon blue one with short bottoms, but put on a
short outfit until we were ready to go to the beach. My hair and makeup was only
taking me 20 minutes now, so I was outside and tending the fire without waking
anyone.
I already had the fire stoked back up, the coffee finished, and the bacon was
nearly done when Lisa stumbled out of the RV. As she walked up, I poured her a
cup of coffee with 1 packet of sweet and low. She thanked me and I gave her a
morning kiss. We sat on the picnic table by the fire while I finished the bacon and
then the eggs. The potatoes took a few minutes longer, but by the time they were
finished, Lisa had brought out all the dishes and such.
Just as we finished breakfast, Alyson came up to me and asked if I was sure I
wanted to wear the short outfit. I knew what she was getting at. The outfit called
for the corset, stockings, and heels, as well as jewelry. I apologized and quickly
went inside and stripped down to the bikini, but I did put on the white mesh over-
wrap.
When I came out, Lisa and the kids knew what happened and looked at Alyson.
She got defensive quickly and said that if she let that slide and she got caught, it
would not be good for any of us, and I might have a new observer to deal with.
We goofed around the campsite making it look nice and organizing bikes and
stuff for about an hour. By the time we headed to the beach, the campground was
busy with noises and people.
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