The Great Bordello Robbery
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It had been 3 hours since Chad left. Toni lay on the bed, running the
events of the night through her head. She was still under the control of
whatever Mistress Tasha threw in her face. She was halfway aroused by the
night's events, but also disgusted. She felt violated and used, but she
liked it. All she could do was stare blankly at her naked body in the
reflection above her. Her perk breast and hourglass figure looked so
erotic in the soft candlelight that lit the room. She turned her head away
and looked at the clock on the wall. 3:00. it was getting late and her
eyes were growing heavy. She rolled on her right side and rubbed her soft,
smooth left calf up onto her right inner thigh.
"God that feels so strange," she thought to herself. As a man, she never
imagined what it would be like to have shaved legs, nevertheless how
stimulating it was to have them touch each other. She rubbed them together
slowly for a few minutes. She felt her arousal growing in her groin. She
took her dainty left had and slid it down her side, tracing her curves
with her palms, letting her slender fingers hover just above the skin's
surface When she got to her short, red pubic hairs she let her fingers
run through them. She felt something sticky and cold in her hairs. She
swabbed it with her middle finger and brought it up to her face to inspect
it. She looked at it though the dim light. It was some of Chad's semen,
left over from a few hours ago. Toni stared at it for a minute, then
opened her mouth and stuck her delicate finger into her to soft, pink
lips, closed her eyes, and slowly pulled her finger out. She drifted off
to sleep with a soft smile and a look of pure contentment on her face.
Toni woke with a start. She looked at the clock and saw that it was now
6:00 am.
"Oh God....Not again!" she yelled.
She looked down on the sheets and saw that the process had already begun.
There was a large wet spot underneath her dripping cunt. She opened her
legs as wide as she could and moved her right hand down to her groin. Her
inner thighs were already sticky and wet. She immediately began rubbing
her clit as vigorously as she could. Her large tits were jiggling and she
took her left hand and began messaging her nipple. She felt a small
pressure building within her womb, something that she felt needed to be
released. She rubbed harder and harder. Her thoughts drifted back to the
night before, back when Chad laid her down and had his way with her, over
and over.
She thought of how it felt when his thick shaft first penetrated her
virgin pussy, how it hurt at first, but how it felt sooooo good when he
thrust his rod deep into her. She could almost feel it inside her now. Her
hips began to buck and quiver. She remembered what it felt like as he
orgasmed in her, his hot sperm shooting into her womb. She spammed once
more and let out a low moan. A jet of fluid spurt from her genitals. She
closed her eyes and pushed her head back against the mattress as hard as
she could. The pressure continued to build. It was like she was being
filled up from the inside. The only way to get relief was to rub even more
energetically. Another spurt erupted, this time more powerful, and more
prolonged.
A few seconds later, another gush, and another, until after six mini
orgasms Toni took her hands from her pussy and tits and grabbed the
blankets to brace herself for the huge release that she felt coming. She
moaned and screamed, and thrashed her legs around the bed as a torrent of
juice sprayed from her groin in a series of every larger orgasms. Finally,
she moaned and thrust her hips into the air and in one final, magnificent
burst of fluid, a fully erect cock and balls burst forth.
No sooner had she grown her dick than a peculiar feeling came across her
chest. Her nipples grew erect and began to get tingly. Then, with no help
from Toni, they began to eject milk in waves of contractions. Every few
seconds her chest muscles would tense up, forcing milk out of her tits and
making them progressively smaller. Once her tits were empty, body hair
began to regrow. She also began writhing in pain as her legs and arms grew
back to their normal size. Tony rolled over and supported himself with his
now normal arms and screamed in agony as his hips cracked and changed back
to his own. Next his ribcage and shoulders grew back. Finally his face
rearranged in a painful, final surge and it was over.
Tony lay on the bed, now back in his own body and back in control of his
own mind. He got up off the bed and walked over to the dresser. He looked
in the mirror at his own face. He put his right hand up to his cheek and
felt it to see if it was real. He just stood there for several minutes,
staring at his own reflection. It finally dawned on him what had just
happened, the things he had done the night before. Tony suddenly became
very queasy. He made a B-line for the toilet and just about but his face
underwater as he let out the contents of his stomach into the bowl.
Unfortunately for Tony, he had not eaten dinner the night before, so it
was mostly dry vomiting. Tony looked in the bowl saw only a soupy, white
substance floating on the top. When he realized that it was the only thing
he ingested the whole night and it came from some other guy's balls, he
got even sicker and dry vomited some more.
After a while, Tony got up on his legs and walked over to the sink. He ran
the hot water and splashed some onto his face. He looked his dripping
reflection in the mirror right in the eye. "This isn't happening....This
can't be real" he unconvincingly tried to assure himself.
"This isn't real...This isn't real...This isn't real." Tony began to get
emotional and he was soon sobbing.
"Yes, Tony, it is real. Now hurry up and get dressed and get out of here
so we can clean up this mess you have made," said a voice behind him.
Tony turned around to see Mistress Tasha standing in the doorway with a
smaller brunette in a French maid's uniform. Tony stood dumbstruck. Here
was the woman that probably made him do those thing last night and enjoy
it. He wanted to lash out at her, kill her even, but she stood at 6'7" at
least. She was a true Amazonian of a woman. Her arms were huge, but
feminine and graceful at the same time. Her legs were firm and well
defined, but she had curves in all the right places. Her chest was large,
probably G cup, but they were proportional on her body. Her long black
hair was pulled into a conservative ponytail that drew all the attention
to the beauty in her face. She had full lips, deep blue eyes outlined with
thick, dark lashes. She wore a corset, which amplified her bosom and drew
your eyes to her vast cleavage. It held tight to her body until it
disappeared in her crotch where it outlined a camel toe. Here legs were
clad in black fishnet stockings, and her height was amplified by the
stiletto heels that adorned her feet. Tony new that it would be futile to
try to overpower such a statuesque woman such as this so he could only
gaze at her in silence.
She threw his clothes on the floor. "Get dressed now!" she said in a
raised voice. Tony looked her in the eye. He could tell she was getting
impatient. He looked at the clothes on the floor, then at the window just
beyond the door. He made an impulsive rush toward the window in a vain
attempt to flee. Mistress Tasha was quicker than he was and grabbed a hold
of his shoulder and spun him around. He tried to run to her side, but she
once again caught him. She wrapped her arms around his back and pressed
his front into hers, forcing his face into her right breast.
"This will really be easier for you if you stop resisting Tony... If you
don't stop I will be forced to...AHHHHHHH!"
Tasha screamed and released her grasp. Tony had bitten down as hard as
could on Mistress Tasha's nipple. He tried to run, but Tasha managed to
kick his right foot as he began running away. The force of the kick
tripped Tony and he went flying head first into the wall. That was the
last thing Tony could recall before everything went dark.
"Ohhh..." Tony moaned as he slowly regained consciousness. "Oh, man. What
a nightmare. That was some seriously strange stuff," he mumbled to
himself.
e opened his eyes. It took him a second to get his bearings and realize
that it was not a dream at all, but he was in fact living this nightmare.
"Oh Crap!" he cursed to himself. "This is real! What the hell is going on
here?!"
He quickly ran to the window and tried to open it, but to no avail. On
closer inspection he discovered it had been screwed shut. Desperate, he
picked up a chair and threw it against the window. The glass resisted the
impact. Tony sat in silence trying to think of what else he could try.
After a few minutes of sitting he realized something. It was very faint,
but he could hear other people screaming. At first it was clearly all men,
but after a while it was all women. He looked at the clock. 5:20pm. The
screaming continued for about 10 minutes, then died down. "There must be
others like me that they change during different times of the day." Tony
thought. "That Maid that was in with the huge chick, I wonder if she is a
guy also? I wonder if that huge chick is a guy? How many more lives has
this place ruined with this twisted stuff?
"Ok, I can beat this thing. No one can make me do this. I will resist it.
I will not begin the change. Even if I do change I will not have sex with
a dude again! No powder. No liking it! I am not a chick and I do not like
dudes! If another guy tries to fuck me I will cut his balls off!" Tony
thought to himself. As the clock approached 6:00 he became even more
resolute in his defiance.
He did not have any clothes on. Mistress Tasha simply locked him in his
room after he hit his head. The clock struck 6:00 and Tony stood at the
mirror in the bathroom, trying to give himself strength. The first
impulses hit his groin subtly. He was able to resist them at first, but
they kept growing stronger. He looked down at his dick. It was fully stiff
and it was bright red. The head was throbbing so much that it seemed to
jump every time his heart beat. Tony looked back into the mirror. He was
covered in sweat. He gripped the sink with both hands as he closed his
eyes. The waves of compulsion continued to swell and throb within him.
"Ah...Noooo....Please....I must not....give....in.....Ahhhhhh!" he
whimpered. A large wave of desire came over him and caused his legs to
give out. He fell to the floor and settled on his back. He tried to roll
over and reach for the sink, but he did not have the strength.
"No...no...no," he said weakly as his left hand slowly reached for his
dick. "Oh God help me! Please forgive me."
Finally, he could resist no longer and his hand began stroking his cock.
Before long he suffered the same strong ejaculations. The tip of his penis
opened up and his cock retreated into his body. He on the floor in agony
as his arms and legs contorted and reshaped. He lifted his ass in the and
felt his hips spread wide and his legs move further apart. His nipples
puffed out and C cup tits surged from his chest. His face rearranged and
finally it was over.
She laid on the floor, breathing heavily. She became aware of the weight
on her chest. She looked down and saw her new mammaries. She turned over
and got up on one knee, always aware of how these new organs were jiggling
and she moved. She looked up at her reflection. She was now a 5'5"
brunette with curly hair, dark brown eyes, and girlish lips that curled up
at the ends and made it seem like she always had a slight smile on her
face. Her tits were C cup and firm. Her waist was thin and her hips were
round and proportional. She had a very understated and natural beauty
about her.
Tony's self exploration was cut short when Mistress Tasha abruptly came
into the room. Once again she went straight for the closet, pulled out an
outfit, threw it on the bed, and told Tony to put it on. Tony looked at
Tasha, then at the outfit, a maid's dress like the one the girl was
wearing, and finally walked over and began to put it on.
It was a strange feeling dressing himself as a woman for the first time.
Everything seemed so alien. The different clothes, the way they felt.
First he slid the satin panties up his silky legs. As he pulled it tight
he was all the more aware of his new sex. It felt good to have something
tight and smooth run up in her feminine folds. He also became aware of how
round and large his ass was as he ran a hand over his backside and saw how
his two plump cheeks were accentuated by the underwear. Next he put the
bra on. It too was satin and it sent little electric tingles though his
nipples as he covered up his breasts and pulled them snug, creating a nice
valley of cleavage on his chest. He ran silky stockings up his legs and
rubbed his hands up and down his sexy new female legs. He put the skirt on
next. It felt so weird to have a wide open shot to her genitals. She
instantly understood why women feel more comfortable sitting cross legged.
She put on some open toed high heels. Somehow she was able to walk in them
without any effort. Finally she put black gloves on her dainty hands that
ran all the way to her elbow. At last she was dressed.
"You will not get any powder tonight. That was for the first night only.
Tonight I expect you to do what is asked. Any hesitation on your part will
be met with severe punishment. Your name is Marie and you will be
servicing a gentleman with a Maid fantasy. Do I make myself clear?" said
Mistress Tasha.
"Yes mistress," replied Marie, but she of course had no intention of
submitting willingly.
Mistress Tasha left the room and shortly thereafter the man entered the
room.
"Hi. My name is Dwayne. You must be Marie. Shall we get down to business?"
the man said as he quickly undid his trousers.
Marie walked over to him looked him in the eye and said, "Here, let me
help you."
She reached for his crotch, but rather than helping with the belt, she
grabbed hold of his nuts and twisted them. The man screamed in agony and
fell to the floor. Marie tried to run, but the man grabbed her feet and
pulled her to the ground.
"What is wrong with you bitch?!" shouted the man.
He took off his belt and started whipping Marie. The beating only went on
for about 30 seconds when Mistress Tasha stormed in the door. "WHAT THE
HELL IS GOING ON?!" she demanded. Tasha grabbed the belt from the man and
slapped him across the face, knocking him out cold. Tasha then looked at
Marie.
"I know what you did. I told you to obey. Obviously you don't see a need
to listen to my advice. Now you will both have to learn the error of your
ways. I will make you love being a slut and I will teach this worm to how
to treat women."
Tasha grabbed Marie's hair and pulled her to her feet. She then lifted her
on to her shoulders, and carried her out the door.
To be continued
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