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Kyle's Misfortune - Part 2
By Mister Double U
Kyle Belmont felt like he had been hit with a couple dozen bowling
balls. Every part of his body ached. He tried to lift his head, but he
didn't have the strength. He blinked his eyes a few times to adjust to
the light. A figure sat on a small chair next to the bed. As he saw
Kyle's eyes open, he got up and ran out the door.
"She's awake!" he yelled. "She's awake!"
Kyle turned his head. He could see that he was now in a small bedroom.
There was no furniture or any pictures on the wall. What a strange dream
he had.
Reality hit him like a car wreck when Allanya and Jamison walked through
the door.
'Oh no!' he thought.
Allanya walked up to him and touched his face. Kyle winced back in pain.
"Still tender, honey?" she asked. Kyle didn't answer. "That's okay." She
continued. "After everything you've been through, I'm sure it still
hurts."
Kyle thought back. The arrest; Allanya bailing him out of jail; the
needles; the torture and now?what?
Another man in a white lab coat walked into the room. Kyle recognized
him. He walked over and touched Kyle's body. Everywhere he put his hand,
Kyle whimpered in pain.
"She's coming along well." He said. "I think we can remove the
bandages."
Jamison brought over a small tray on wheels and the doctor picked up a
small pair of scissors. He started at Kyle's legs and began to slowly
cut the bandages off. The doctor took out a small tape recorder and
spoke into it. Jamison grabbed a video camera and walked to the other
side of the bed.
"Subject's legs were thinned and reshaped to appear more feminine." He
began. "They were thinned at the thigh and slightly elongated muscle
tone at the calf area." He ran his finger across both legs. Kyle started
to shiver. "No trace of any hair present." He turned to Allanya. "The
red toenails are a nice touch." She smiled.
He cleared his throat. "Pelvic region expanded by hormone treatment
before surgery. Procedure done to permanently keep pelvic and anal
region symmetrical. Anal area is extremely sensitive." The doctor took a
gloved finger and slowly put it into Kyle's ass.
"Oooooo!" he said. The doctor smiled.
"Testicles have been removed." He continued. "Penis is present, but limp
and flaccid. The subject is now unable to attain an erection."
The doctor kept cutting and continued to speak.
"Stomach area has been flattened via liposuction. Gastric bypass surgery
has also been performed to limit weight gain. Bottom ribs have been
removed to further decrease waist size."
'Oh my God!' Kyle thought.
"Breasts are not overly large. Client insisted on 36C. Nipples are
extremely sensitive as well." The doctor touched one of Kyle's nipples
and he almost jumped out of the bed. "Nipple have been enlarged for
increased sensitivity."
"Neck has been thinned as well. Adam's apple has been removed and vocal
chords have been stretched to raise pitch." He leaned in to Kyle. "Don't
try to speak just yet. They're still a bit tender."
"Shoulders have been rounded and arms thinned as well. Muscle structure
is now more associated with feminine body types." He picked up Kyle's
hands. "Hands are modified and fingers have been slimmed." He turned to
Allanya. "Again, the nails are a nice touch." Kyle looked to see his
hands now have long red fingernails.
"Facial structure has been completely changed." He said, cutting the
bandages off Kyle's face. "Chin has been softened. Cheekbones have been
raised. Rhinoplasty was performed to decrease male attributes. Collagen
injected into lips to give fuller appearance." He touched them and
smiled again. "Eye shape has been modified to more Asian appearance. Eye
color has been changed from brown to blue."
"In addition, hormone levels have been increased tenfold, so that
subject now gives off pheromones designed to drive males wild."
"Subject's hair has been surgically attached via known techniques, and
dyed blond. Extensions have been added as well, giving approximately 19"
span from top of head to bottom." He ran his finger through it. "Upon
touching, it would be impossible to distinguish this from actual human
hair." He walked back and picked up a tape measure. He handed the end to
Allanya.
"Walk to her feet, please." He said. She walked past Jamison and held
the tape at the end of Kyle's feet.
"Subject height is now five feet, three inches tall. Original height
was?" he paused and grabbed a manila folder. "five feet, eleven inches.
A reduction of eight inches."
He turned to Jamison. "Would you please lift her up and take her over to
the scale?" He nodded and handed the camera to Allanya, blowing kisses
as he passed. Jamison easily picked Kyle up and placed him carefully on
a large scale. It was something like you would see in a pediatrician's
office, but for adults. The doctor waited for Kyle's weight to settle,
then picked the tape up again.
"Subject weight is one hundred and ten pounds. Original weight?.one
hundred and sixty five pounds. A reduction of fifty pounds." He put the
tape down again. "Put her on her feet, please."
Jamison picked Kyle up and placed him on the floor. Pain shot through
his legs and he fell over.
"Maybe she's not ready to walk yet, doc." Jamison said.
He picked the tape up again. "Subjects feet have been altered so that
pain will erupt if heels are not worn." He picked up a pair of 5" black
heels. "Please place these on her feet." Jamison did as he was told.
Kyle was helped back to his feet.
"Walk please." The doctor said. Kyle found is very easy to walk in these
incredibly high heels. "Subject is able to move gracefully in heeled
shoes." The doctor stopped the tape. "I think that's it for me." He said
to Allanya.
"Thank you, doctor." She replied. "I can take it from here."
"Well, my dear. How do you feel?" she asked. Kyle, still unable to
speak, flipped her off. "That's not very ladylike, but we'll soon fix
all that." She nodded and Jamison picked Kyle up and dumped him in a
chair.
"Let me explain what has happened and what will happen to you." Allanya
said. "What has happened, for all intents and purposes, is that you have
been changed into a she-male. You have all the attributes of a woman,
except that you still have your little cock." She touched Kyle's limp
dick with her gloved hand. "And I must say that the Doctor did a
fantastic job." Jamison was licking his lips and drooling.
"Now, as for what will happen." She pulled a chair up and sat down in
front of Kyle. "Your training is about to begin. We are going to teach
you to think and act like a real woman. The training will be difficult
and I guarantee that you're not going to like it." She leaned in really
close. "But you will successfully complete it." She stood up.
"We can't have you sitting around a cold room without any clothes, can
we?" she asked. She walked to a closet and picked up a large box. She
emptied the contents on the bed. Inside, were stockings, bras, garter
belt, panties, corsets, etc. Kyle stared at them.
"I'm going to show you how to put these clothes on. Then, we're going to
take them off and you're going to put them on yourself." Allanya said.
"And we're going to keep doing it until you can get dressed with your
eyes closed."
She knelt down in front of him and took off the 5" heels he was wearing.
When she lifted his foot, Kyle kicked out hard, knocking her on the
floor. He leapt up and started to run. The pain as his foot hit the
floor, dropped him to his knees. Jamison walked over and threw him back
in the chair.
"Bad move." She said. Allanya picked up a large stick with a metal ball
on the end of it. She pushed a button at the bottom and Kyle heard the
ball start to hum. Allanya touched Kyle's leg with it and he nearly
jumped out of his seat. He tried to scream, but his vocal chords were
still sore from the surgery. After a minute, she moved it away and Kyle
relaxed.
"Congratulations." Jamison said. "You're had your first taste of
punishment."
Allanya leaned in again. "And that wasn't even the highest setting." She
knelt down. "Shall we try it again?"
Allanya took the stocking and showed Kyle how to put it around his hands
and slowly lift it up his leg. Allanya made sure to run her fingers
along his ass to show how pleasurable this could be. She put on the
other stocking and then showed him how to put on the garter belt. When
she was finished, she took them off Kyle and told him to try it himself.
He bunched up the stocking and slipped it over his leg, causing a huge
run. Allanya shook her head and touched Kyle with the ball again. He
screamed, almost leaping off the chair. Tears formed in his eyes.
Jamison was holding him by the shoulders to make sure he couldn't get
out. Allanya took the stocking off Kyle's leg and handed him a new one.
"You need to be more careful." She said. Kyle held up his hands and
showed her his long red nails.
"Women work with those all the time." She hissed. "Try it again. And
you'd better get it right."
For the next three hours, Allanya trained Kyle to put on all the items
in the box. Once the stockings were finished, he worked with the garter
belt. He had a little trouble getting it around his waist with his long
nails, but he eventually got it. With the panties, she showed him how to
tuck his limp dick between his legs so it wouldn't show. Next was the
corset, which was pretty easy once they got it on the first time and
Jamison tightened up the laces. It reduced Kyle's already thin waist
another 2 inches.
"That's very good." Allanya said. "Don't you think so, Hon?"
Jamison nodded. "Oh, Absolutely." He growled. His hand moved from Kyle's
shoulder to the top of his thigh. Jamison stroked it, sending shivers up
Kyle's spine. He slapped Jamison's hand away. Allanya touched his leg
with the ball again.
"That's not the proper way for a lady to act." She said and sighed.
"Well, let's go work on your makeup. But first?" Allanya put Kyle's
shoes back on and helped him to his feet. They walked slowly away from
the bed and towards a small makeup area. She turned him to the left,
facing a full length, three mirrored stand. Kyle stepped up and, for the
first time, looked at himself in the mirror.
"What do you think so far?' Allanya asked.
Kyle couldn't believe it. Everything the doctor had said was true. His
face and body were gorgeous and the corset and stockings made him look
incredibly sexy. The black stockings were attached with thin garters,
the shoes gave his legs a muscular, sexy look and the corset tightened
his waist and caused his already full breasts to spill over the top of
the cups.
"Now you see why all the boys want you?" she asked. Kyle nodded,
mindlessly. Allanya helped him off the stand and sat him down in front
of the makeup table.
"I'm going to show you the way I want your makeup done every day."
Allanya said. "From this starting point, we can change the look and
colors however we want. Now, pay attention."
"Start with a light foundation." She said. "Your skin is flawless, so
you don't need very much. Spread it all around using this rubber
sponge." She used the sponge to evenly spread the foundation around.
"You have to be very careful not to let any streaks show. If you don't
do it evenly, it will leave lines. Sort of like what happens when you
mow a lawn." She finished with the foundation and picked up some
eyeliner.
"Take this black eyeliner and run it slowly along the bottom lid of your
eye. You want to make sure that you don't go too low, or you'll look
like a football player." She ran the liquid liner across the eye, giving
it a deep look. "Then do the same on the top. You want to keep it as
close to the lashes as possible."
"Next, eye shadow." She continued. "For now, I want you to keep this
very light as well. The liner and mascara will bring out your eyes. I
don't need shadow detracting from it." She took out a light tan shadow,
rubbed some on the applicator, blew off the excess and easily ran it
across each eye. "I'm not going to worry about your upper lids right
now. That will come later."
She put mascara on his eyes and Kyle noticed quickly how it brought out
the blue in his eyes. It made them look deep and sexy.
"Powder." Allanya said, taking the powder from the table. "Again,
lightly applied. You don't need much since your skin is so smooth." She
put some on the brush and lightly placed it on his face. Kyle couldn't
believe how amazing he looked so far.
"Right now, I want you to use this pink lipstick." She continued. "It is
subtle and will make you look really cute." She put it on his lips.
"The final touch is your hair. I'm not going to make you re-do your hair
today. I will show you want I want to do with it and you will duplicate
it tomorrow." Allanya took some curlers and put them all over Kyle's
hair. "Meanwhile?" she handed him a wet napkin. "Take your makeup off
and try it yourself."
Kyle's first attempt was laughable. The eye-shadow was all over his eye,
including the upper lid, the mascara was clumped on his lashes and he
put the liner in his eye two or three times. Jamison stood there,
laughing hysterically as Kyle worked, making him even more nervous.
Allanya touched him a few times with the metal ball, but for the most
part, corrected his mistakes and guided him through the process.
By the fifth attempt, Kyle had it almost perfect. His skin seemed to
glow with the makeup and taking his hair out of curlers gave him a very
sultry look. It resembled Kim Bassinger from LA Confidential.
"Wow!" Jamison said. "You look amazing." Allanya smiled and looked at
her watch.
"You've done very well." She said, lovingly. Her tone quickly changed.
"Now, take your makeup off and remove those clothes. In the closet is a
negligee that you can wear tonight to sleep in." The two turned and
walked towards the door. "I expect to see you up and dressed in the same
way by EXACTLY Six A.M. Is that clear?"
Kyle nodded. The two left the room and locked the door behind them. Kyle
stared in the mirror. It was unbelievable how great he looked. Before
washing off his makeup, he walked over to the full-length mirror and
stepped up on the stand. The entire package was incredible and Kyle
gasped as he saw himself.
He ran his hands over his stockinged legs, using his long nails to
lightly touch the skin. When he reached his panties, he slowly grabbed
each side and pulled them down his legs. His limp cock sprung out and he
moved absently moved his hand to grab it. It hung there, not reacting to
his touch. Kyle let go and loosened the hooks holding his corset. It
opened slowly from the bottom, revealing his toned stomach, then his
perfect breasts. He moved his hands and touched his nipples. His body
stiffened and he almost lost his balance. Kyle bent over and moved one
hand to his round ass. As he touched that, more shivers and shocks of
pleasure went through his body. He used one hand to play with a nipple
and the other to play with his ass. His knees buckled and he fell to the
floor. He couldn't stop touching himself. He closed his eyes as waves of
pleasure washed over his body. He waited for some kind of release, but
it never came. Kyle reached around to touch his cock; it stayed limp in
his fingers. He opened his eyes to see his captors standing over him.
"Having fun?" Jamison asked.
"Help me. Please." His voice was a whisper. Very 1960's sex siren.
Jamison shrugged his shoulders. "Well, you heard the girl." He said,
starting to take off his clothes. Allanya smiled and put her hand on his
chest.
"Not yet." She said. Allanya grabbed his wrist and pulled his arm behind
him. Kyle struggled, but she managed to push him into the bathroom.
"Wash off your makeup and get to sleep." She said. "You have to be up
early for training tomorrow." Kyle stumbled and landed against the sink.
He stood up and looked in the mirror.
"What have you done to me?" he asked Allanya. She slapped him with her
hand.
"I said Wash off your makeup and get to bed." She repeated. "Or do you
want me to do it for you?"
Kyle reluctantly picked up the large jar of cold cream and rubbed it all
over his face. He let it sit for a moment, then took a warm, wet
washcloth and slowly rubbed the cream off. Jamison stood there, watching
Kyle. Kyle could tell he was aroused. Allanya noticed Kyle staring.
"Find something you like?" she asked. Kyle blushed away. "No no. Don't
be shy." She reached her hand to Jamison crotch and started rubbing it.
"With the way you look and your performance earlier, no wonder he's
gotten all hard." She smiled.
"I need to use the bathroom." Kyle said. Allanya stopped playing with
Jamison, much to his dismay.
"Thanks a lot." He said upset and stormed back into the bedroom. Allanya
walked into the bathroom and closed the door. Kyle stood there.
"Well? Go pee." She said. Kyle stood over the toilet. Allanya reached
over and grabbed his dick, stopping the flow.
"Not like that." She said, slapping him with her free hand. "You're a
lady now. Pee like a lady." Kyle stood there, staring at her. She spun
him around and sat him on the toilet. "Like this." She continued,
finally letting go of him. She walked over and washed her hands.
"If I ever catch you doing that again, you will be severely punished. Do
you understand me?" she finished. Kyle nodded and stood up.
"Now you need to clean yourself off with a piece of toilet paper." She
reached over and handed a bit to him. He dabbed the tip of his dick and
threw the paper in the toilet.
"Very good." She said, patting Kyle on the head. She opened the door.
They walked out and Jamison was sitting on the bed. She snapped her
fingers and he threw a thin negligee to her.
"Take off your stockings and throw them in the basket in the corner,
then put this on." She said. Kyle did as he was told. The negligee was
thin and sheer. Kyle's already erect nipples nearly poked through the
material. Jamison lay sideways on the bed, staring like it was his own
private show. Kyle blushed several times as he dressed.
"Don't be embarrassed." Jamison said. "You'll get used to it." He
laughed. Kyle covered his breasts with his hands. Jamison moved them out
of the way and leaned forward.
"Jamison!" Allanya yelled. He sighed.
"You ruin all my fun." He whined. She walked over and set the alarm.
"Remember, be ready by 6:00 tomorrow morning." Allanya reached into the
closet and took out the same things he wore earlier. "This is what you
will be wearing when you come downstairs." She said, throwing the items
on a chair next to the bed. The two then left the room. Jamison blew
Kyle a kiss as he walked out. Kyle reached over and looked at the clock.
11:30PM. He set the alarm for 5:00 and tried to sleep.
Kyle slept restlessly. He tossed and turned all night, thinking about
recent events. And escape. He dreamt that he was in a long, purple gown
and dancing at a formal affair. The cool breeze flowed in from the
windows as he danced with a tall man. He couldn't see his face. The
front doors opened as a stronger breeze blew in. Kyle tried to pry
himself loose and make his way to the door, but the man held on to him
tightly; almost crushing his waist. The doors opened and closed. Kyle
felt he had to time it correctly to get out. With all his strength, he
pushed the man away and flew to the door. His head went though the
archway and it was his face again. As his body went through, the purple
gown disappeared and he was wearing a white tuxedo shirt and bowtie. His
long fingernails were gone as well. He tried to jump through the door,
he felt someone grab on to his leg. The person had a firm grip on his
ankle and was pulling him back through the door. Kyle reached out to
find something to pull him through. His nails scratched on the ground as
he fought the man on his ankle. He turned around to see who was pulling
him. Jamison had one of his ankles and HE had the other.
"There's no escape." Jamison wailed.
"Accept your destiny." Kyle wailed.
The ringing of the alarm clock woke him from his sleep. Kyle wiped the
sweat off his brow and looked at the time. 5:00AM. He slowly got up, as
the negligee rode up to his waist. He stood up and brushed it back down.
The went to the bathroom and lifted up the lid and stood to pee. He
stepped into the shower and let the warm water wash all over him. When
he was finished, he stepped out of the shower and threw a towel around
his waist. He walked over to the makeup table and tried to apply the
makeup the way Allanya had ordered him.
At 5:45, Kyle got up, satisfied with the way his makeup turned out and
starting getting dressed. He sat on the bed and carefully put on the
stockings. He was pleased that he was able to get them totally up his
leg without ripping them. He tried to do the same with the second
stocking, but wasn't as successful.
"Shit!" he said. He walked over to a drawer and pulled out another
stocking. This time, he was able to put it on without ripping. He had no
trouble putting on the rest of the items, including the corset.
At 5:55, he slipped on his shoes and ran as quickly as he could down the
stairs and arrived at exactly 6:00.
Allanya was sitting at the breakfast table, sipping a cup of coffee.
Jamison sat next to her. She got up and walked behind Kyle. He followed
her. She smacked his face and walked back to face him.
"Always face front. Never follow your master." She said. Kyle faced
front, ignoring the stinging in his face.
"Your makeup is unacceptable." She said, handing him a napkin. "Wipe it
off." Kyle took the napkin. "NOW!" she yelled. Kyle furiously wiped off
the makeup. She picked up the stun stick and touched Kyle's thigh as he
wiped. The pain made him fall to the floor.
"Get your sorry ass back upstairs and fix yourself up." She yelled. Kyle
stood there for a moment. Allanya held the stick up and Kyle ran quickly
up the steps and back to his room.
"It's only the first day, hon." Jamison said. "No one gets it right on
the first day."
She turned to him, growling. "If I don't discipline them now, they'll
never be ready in time." She looked at the calendar on the wall. "We're
two weeks behind as it is."
"We should just skip to the sex part." Jamison said, licking his lips.
"That's all the client wants her for anyway."
"You always say that." She replied, sitting down to sip her tea. "But
this time you may be right."
Twenty minutes later, Kyle came back down the steps. Allanya met him at
the bottom and grabbed him by the arm, nearly tripping him. She stood
him in front of the table and checked him out.
"Much much better." She purred. Kyle nearly smiled.
"Don't you say 'Thank you'?" Jamison asked.
"Oh." Kyle replied. "Thank you."
"Thank you, what?" she continued, holding up the stick again.
"Uh, thank you?..Mistress." he said, smiling. She smiled back, then
walked over to the chair.
"Normally, we teach our girls the proper way to be the perfect domestic
slave; cooking, cleaning, serving, ironing, etc." she took a sip of her
coffee again. "But since we're short of time, we're going to go right to
the sex part."
Kyle's eyes opened wide.
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