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Tabitha's Bimbo
By Jamcd
Sean sat in front of his computer for a couple of hours staring at the
images on the screen. He had recently found several websites such as
"alt.com" and "sissy.com" and was entranced by his options. Sean was 28
years old and had been married for several years. He loved his wife a
great deal, but she was not into much sexual experimentation. Sean had
been fascinated for years with cross dressing, infantilism, domination,
etc. but had never brought the courage to participate with anyone other
than himself. As he grew older he regretted not doing something earlier
in life.
All of these thoughts went through his head as he justified putting a
profile up for himself. In his profile, Sean posted an interest in
finding a mistress or a mommy. Sean had cross dressed by himself many
times, but that's about as far as he'd gone. He didn't look bad in drag.
"Oh well," he thought, "let's just see what comes back."
Sean was about 5'8" and kept himself in shape. He weighed about 170 lbs
and it was mostly muscle. If anything, his bulky arms and shoulders were
what ruined the fantasy when he looked in the mirror. Otherwise his baby-
faced looks with a little make-up really went a long way. He would
frequently wait until his wife was gone for the day and get dressed up.
Sean would apply his 42D breast forms, steel bone corset, and padded
panties to get real girlish figure. Many times he would prance around the
house in platinum blond wig and cute gingham dress and act out his many
fantasies.
Sean checked his profile over the coming weeks, but did not get any
replies. He just chalked it up to fate and went about his life. His job
as an accountant was steady but boring. He had always been a whiz with
numbers and went to an ivy league college after nailing his SAT's. One
day, another user pinged him. He opened up her message. It read:
"Hello, my name is Tabitha. I am a 45 year-old white female who would
like to meet with you. I think we can both make each other mutually
happy. Let's get together soon."
Tabitha finished typing in her message to Sean and hit send. She had been
involved with BSDM and sex parties for several years, but felt like she
needed something new. She found Sean's profile and description on-line
and felt that he had the right amount of naivet? and helplessness for
her. As she was mulling over her plans, Sean e-mailed her back confirming
a desire to talk.
Over the next several weeks, Sean and Tabitha e-mailed and explained each
other's situations. A month later, after some coaxing, Sean arrived at
Tabitha's house in the suburbs. When she answered the door and ushered
him in, he was floored. Tabitha was wearing a full leather corset,
crotchless panties, as well as a garter and stocking set. She looked like
an older, more voluptuous Morgan Fairchild with heavy D-cup breasts and
an ample bottom. Tabitha was about 5'11" and with heels she towered over
him. Sean immediately sank to his knees.
"Come over slave and pleasure me!" cried Tabitha.
Sean crawled over and buried himself in her mound. He enthusiastically
lapped at her love box. After several orgasms, Tabitha told Sean to stop.
Later that night Sean dressed up in some of his own CD material. Tabitha
noted his overly large breast forms and figured him for an obvious tit
man. She laid out an extremely erotic vinyl maid's costume with frilly
petticoat. After Sean had gotten dressed Tabitha commanded him to bend
over the bed nearby. She lubed up his asshole and plunged an extremely
large butt plug inside. Sean gasped.
"You liked that you little slut didn't you?" said Tabitha.
"Yes Tabitha," Sean groaned.
"What did you say, slave!?" yelled the dominatrix as she started to work
the buttplug back and forth into Sean ass.
"Yes Mistress," cried Sean.
"That's better sissy. You better not make that mistake again," corrected
Tabitha.
For the rest of the night Sean remained dressed as her loyal maid. He
catered to Tabitha and accepted some of his well deserved but light
punishments. Sean also gave his mistress' feet a tongue bath and met her
every other erotic need. Finally Sean drew his mistress and warm bath and
thoroughly washed her. He then showered, got dressed in his normal
clothes, and headed home after the most exciting 24 hours of his life.
Sean and Tabitha's escapades continued over the year. He would frequently
take a day or two of every month off from work for their activities. A
typical session would involve a good amount of time as Tabitha's sissy
slave in elaborate costumes, frequent oral pleasuring, and punishment at
her whim. The rest of time might involve Sean dressing up in a baby doll
outfit with diapers, ruffled panties, etc. He would suckle on Tabitha's
glorious breasts for long periods of time and perform other worshipful
activities with his "Mommy." Tabitha had expressed an interest in erotic
hypnotism, so she worked with Sean several times to get him amenable to
trance induction.
As the months went by, Tabitha was very pleased her slave. When in her
domicile, he was extremely pliable to her commands. She could even see
the effects of her whims in his outside life. Sean had been running a lot
more rather than weight lifting, and he was beginning to drop some of his
extra pounds. He was also growing his hair longer than his usual close
crop style. She was beginning think it was time to set the next phase of
her plan in motion.
Sean drove quickly toward Tabitha's house for one of their sessions. As
usual the trip took about an 1? hours from his apartment in Philadelphia.
He parked several blocks away from her modest suburban home. He was
always careful to keep their relationship discrete both for his sake and
the sake of her neighbors. After walking into Tabitha's home, Sean
automatically went upstairs, showered, and got dressed in his slave maid
uniform. He carefully applied his make-up and wig, glued on his breast
forms, and cinched his girdle. Next, he rolled on his stocking, put on
his erotic leather outfit, and got into his impossibly high heels. He
then went about cleaning the house and preparing a bath for his mistress.
Tabitha got home an hour later.
"Hello slave, is my bath prepared?"
"Yes mistress."
"Good, let's go upstairs and bathe quickly. I have a full day planned for
you," she said with a smile.
After going through her ablutions, Tabitha motioned Sean into the
bedroom. She commanded him to pleasure her orally for some time (as
usual). Then, she sat up and motioned for Sean to lay down on the bed.
"We're going to play a new game today my pet. I think you'll enjoy
it.....eventually."
Tabitha produced four pairs of handcuffs and quickly connected each of
Sean's limbs to a bed post. Sean became a little nervous. They had not
done much bondage in the past, but he trusted his mistress. Once Sean was
bound, Tabitha produced a syringe.
"I have big plans for you my special little girl. You should appreciate
all that I am going to do for you.
Sean tugged at his bounds and said their safe word, but Tabitha ignored
him. She plunged the syringe into his arm, and Sean passed out shortly
after. When he was out, Tabitha stripped him down, inserted a butt plug,
placed a pacifier/dildo in his mouth, and put him in a diaper. She then
got dressed in a drab coat and hat, and left her house with Sean's keys.
She drove his car down to Wilmington and parked in a large multi-level
parking garage. No one would be looking for it there and it would
probably rot for years before some parking attendant took any interest.
Her plan was finally coming together.
Sean woke groggily to his conditions. It was obvious that Tabitha had
strongly sedated him and he was still out of it. His mistress was
standing over him.
"Hello darling," said Tabitha
"Whaaat? Whyyyy?" groaned Sean.
"Shh. You have been such a bad girl. You were going to leave your mommy
soon. I could tell. You need to be punished severely so you will never
leave again."
"Uhh....I feel so hungry. How long have I been out?"
"About 3 days, here have some pureed peas, my love."
Tabitha spooned on container of baby food into Sean's mouth. She had
mixed a strong sedative in the mush with some Oxycontin in it. Sean fell
asleep again shortly after. She continued with this routine, only feeding
Sean one baby food container, once a day for about a month. Typically,
Sean was too groggy to even know where he was and passed out soon after
eating the tainted mush. The authorities had given up their search for
Sean and assumed he was mugged and killed somewhere in Philadelphia.
Eventually, Tabitha let Sean gain consciousness for a longer period of
time. He had practically wasted away. He was down to about 110 lbs from
such a meager diet and zero physical activity. When he woke up, he was
still dressed in a diaper with the butt plug in his ass. He also was in
full make-up and his hair had been bleached blond. His breast forms were
attached and he was wearing a baby doll dress. He was no longer
handcuffed but his leg was tied to the bed and he was wearing very
strange mittens. The mittens were sewn together so that his hands were in
a fist. They were also locked on. He was pretty helpless. Even if he had
the strength to move, he wouldn't be able to do much.
Tabitha walked in wearing some bizarre vinyl happy homemaker outfit. It
had a corset, an apron, and rubber gloves with little else. Her proud
mammaries were on full view.
"Good morning, darling, you have had such a lovely nap!" she said. "Let
see if you messed your little diapy. Oh you did! Bad girl, we'll have to
get you changed."
Tabitha hoisted up Sean's too dangly legs with eased and went about
changing his diaper. Sean mumbled at her through the pacifier, but was
too weak to protest. He was also ravenously hungry.
"Ready for today's meal?" asked his mistress.
Tabitha took out the pacifier/dildo out of his mouth and quickly put in a
funnel before he could ask her any questions. She gently poured a milk
shake down Sean's throat for next hour. The shake contained many good
things for growing girls. It was composed mostly of ice cream and a high
calorie powder, but there was also valium, high doses of oxycontin,
ecstasy, Viagra, and a boatload of female hormones and testosterone
blockers. Sean zoned out shortly after digesting his meals. Tabitha put a
set of headphones and walkman on his head. The walkman contained
subliminal programming including his trance trigger word. The tape droned
on for hours.....
".....You love mommy Tabitha. Always listen to mommy Tabitha. If feels
good to be a good girl. Little girls aren't that smart....."
This routine continued for another 6 months. After the first month,
Tabitha started corseting her prisoner more aggressively. Sean barely
noticed what was going on through his drugged out haze. The valium made
him pliable and buzzy. The ecstasy/Viagra mixes made him constantly horny
with no sexual outlet other than his butt plug. Tabitha had changed the
subliminal programming from day to day. Sometimes it exhorted her loving
dominance, other times it encouraged feminine habits, or slutty behavior,
or discouraged thinking for himself. Other hypnotic programming set
trigger words in Sean's psyche for different actions like incontinence.
Over the course of those nine months, Sean was frequently in agony as he
had become addicted to pain killers and valium. Sometimes Tabitha reduced
the dosage in the shakes he was fed. Whenever she re-upped the dosage,
she would then stuff his mouth and nose with a pair of panties drenched
in her juices. She wanted Sean to associate comfort with her scent.
One day, Sean woke up and felt that his perpetual drug fog had lifted. He
began to notice things around him as well as himself. First, he wasn't
tied to the bed anymore. Second, the room he was in looked like a 7-year
old girl lived there. Everything was pink with stuffed animals. The only
off-kilter detail was the posters that looked like they came out of
Playgirl. Sean suddenly began to take stock of his body. He was shocked.
He was wearing a corset that seemed to be cinched down to an
indescribably tiny waste. It was maybe 24" by his estimate. But that was
nothing compared to the full C-cup breasts that he was sporting on this
chest.
In his haze, he had thought those were his breast forms, but now he
realized they were real. He grabbed one of his boobs and gasped in shock.
Not only that, he felt like he was sitting on two huge pillows. Sean's
hips and ass now flared out to gargantuan dimensions. He saw a mirror
across the room and rose to look at himself. He immediately fell because
his muscles were too weak, so he crawled over. (still wearing a diaper,
how appropriate he thought) When he got to the mirror he was even more
surprised. His hair was long and platinum blonde. He looked expertly made
up with pouty lips and plucked eyebrows. On top of everything else, his
tongue was pierced with an unusually large metal rod.
He barely recognized himself. His face still had a slightly mannish nose
and jaw, but everything was much softer. He felt dizzy. His cock was
limp, but he felt unimaginably excited. Feelings of confusion ran through
his mind. He was turned on, but he could barely remember what had
happened through the drugs and the programming. He struggled to put
things together but thoughts didn't seem to be coming at the right speed.
Every time he thought he had something, he was distracted by a stuffed
doll or a raunchy poster. He screamed in frustration. Just then, Tabitha
unlocked the door and walked in.
"Hello my pet, I see that you have found some of your new changes. Pity
it took so long, eh?"
Sean tried to mumble through the tongue piercing, "What haff you done to
me? Thith ith not right. I need to get back to....uhh my wife ith
probably...."
"Your wife thinks you are dead. And for all intents and purposes you
are!" interrupted Tabitha.
Sean tried to work up some more anger towards Tabitha but every time he
looked at her all he felt was warmth and trust. All he could do was cry,
which he began doing in earnest.
"Now, now slave. You shouldn't be upset. You should be so happy. Aren't
you Mommy's little girl? You were having bad thoughts before but I fixed
you. Now you can serve me for the rest of your life. You are no longer
dirty old Sean. Now you are Sheena, mommy's little girl."
Whenever she said, "mommy's little girl," Sean or Sheena, felt so good
inside which made him/her even more confused. His/her mind was in
turmoil.
"Do you think you could go back to that dirty old life now? How would you
explain the new you, Sheena? You don't look like a dirty old boy to me?"
The truth of her words sank into the troubled victim's mind. The stress
of her awakening, the shock of the changes, the miasma of drugs, the
erotic excitement, and the bombardment of subliminal program started to
take its toll. The old Sean psyche was headed toward a psychological
break. The new Sheena personality looked like a pretty good refuge.
Tabitha wasn't helping.
She quickly pulled off her skirt to reveal leather crotchless panties.
She sat down on a nearby divan and beckoned Sheena.
"Come over here and pleasure me slut! Don't you want to be 'Mommy's
little girl'?" beckoned Tabitha.
Sheena's tears slowed as she stared at her mistress' inviting crotch. The
trigger words and visual stimulus were too much for her addled mind. She
quickly crawled over and began to shower her thighs with kisses. It was
clear that Tabitha hadn't showered in some time as her odor hit Sheena
like a truck. In a second, Sheena was both aroused and in a cloud of
happiness. She felt good. Sooo good. Everything disappeared from her
crazy world as she licked Tabitha's drenched pussy. It was too much. She
didn't stop until her mistress literally had to pull her off. Afterward,
Sheena was putty in Tabitha's hands. She served her mistress body and
soul. Tabitha loved it.
Sheena still had some physical issues to work out. It took some weeks to
regain the use of her legs for walking and what not. In the meantime,
Tabitha kept her in diapers and dressed her in pretty doll outfits.
Sheena also listened and worked with some vocal tapes to heighten her
voice. Tabitha continued to feed Sheena everyday with her tainted
milkshakes. They didn't have quite the same level of sedatives and
painkillers, but they still kept Sheena in a pliable daze. Tabitha also
continued to administer her hypnotic subliminal tapes to Sheena's psyche
at night. Usually they just bolstered her love and obedience to Sheena,
but they also demeaned her already confused intelligence. Sheena was
turning into to such a good bimbo slave.
One day, Sheena was ready for a trip outside the house. She walked out to
Tabitha's car.
"Hello pet. Are you ready for a trip to the doctor's office?" asked
Tabitha.
"Yeth Mommy," mumbled Sheena. She was wearing a low cut top that showed
off her growing bosom along with a short skirt that ended well above her
knees. She was wearing 4" heels (Tabitha's had found subliminal MPS's on
the internet that caused the subject to become dizzy in anything less
than 3" heels). Sheena platinum blonde hair was styled in ringlets and
her make-up was about twice as heavy as it needed to be.
Tabitha had made the appointment for Sheena a couple of weeks ago. She
would pay for Sheena's changes this time, but she hoped the slave would
earn her own money soon. Sheena checked in to the clinic for two
procedures. First, she had saline implants inserted in her burgeoning
boobs. Afterward, her tits were approaching E cups. She could barely walk
upright. Second, the doctor performed some facial feminization work.
Nothing major was needed. Sheena had been a cute, baby faced guy and
didn't need much. The doctor shaved down her jaw and gave her a cute
button nose. He also feminized her hairline. Tabitha drove a groggy
Sheena home to recover. Soon after, Sheena continued her changes. She
had begun a series of electrolysis treatments to remove all of her body
and facial hair permanently.
Sheena was ready to face the world on a limited basis. Except for her
pathetic shriveled cock, one would never know she used to be a man. In
fact, anyone on the street would say she was a stunner. She looked like
that model Jordan from the UK, except for her fat bottom. After looking
around for a little while, she got a job at Hooters. Sheena wasn't ideal
for serving food. She was too scatterbrained to keep the orders straight,
but the customer didn't seem to mind so much. She was very flirtatious
and didn't complain at all when they grabbed her ass. She frequently sat
on their laps and grabbed at their dicks when the manager wasn't looking.
When she was done for the night, Sheena ran home to her mommy/mistress
riled up for action.
"Hi Mommy," yelped Sheena as she got into the night's chosen outfit. It
was some sort of rubber contraption with the asshole and nipples cut out.
"Good evening, my pet. Did you make a lot of tips at work?" purred
Tabitha from the couch. She was waiting for her pet to begin sucking on
her clit.
"Oh yeah! I am making tho much of money." Sheena was putting all her tips
toward more operations. It was sooo exciting. She reached into the fridge
and chugged her milkshake. Then she waddled over to the couch and began
licking Tabitha's pussy.
"That feels heavenly you little slut. Uhh...Oh...You really are mommy
little girl!"
After the usual activities, Tabitha stood up, slapped Sheena's wide ass,
and threw her over on the floor. She was on all fours and her melon-like
tits were hitting the ground. Tabitha quickly threw on a 10" black strap-
on with a fitting the rubbed against her own clit. She smoothed some
Astroglide on Sheena's love hole and plunged in.
"You love it don't you tramp?" shouted Tabitha. "You can't wait to get
some big cocks in you can you?"
"Uhhhh. Uhhhh. Fuck Theena's puthy...uhh harder....harder....Theena
wantth more!" groaned Sheena. When she got excited she had begun to refer
to herself in the third person. More subliminal tapes were at work there.
Tabitha kept chipping away at the former accountant's intelligence.
"Oh yeah. You are nothing but Mommy's whore! Your only good for one
thing, you little slut! You are a stupid slut slave!" exclaimed Tabitha
as she reached around to pinch Sheena's pendulous tits.
Uhhhhh. Thupid Thlut......Fuck your Thlut. Fuck your Thlut. Fuck your
Thlut...uhhhh" repeated Sheena over and over as she approached a mind
blowing orgasm. Her ass was jiggling uncontrollably. They both exploded
in pleasure and collapsed in the floor. Sheena moved over and began to
suckle Tabitha's heaving bosom as they drifted off to sleep.
By the end of Sheena'a second year with Tabitha, she had saved up enough
for her next procedures. She checking into the clinic to have her new
vagina made. She also had her vocal cords tightened and a rib removed. It
was the happiest day of her vapid, bimbo life. She could barely stay
still before the procedure. Of course, Tabitha took her to the clinic and
home afterward. She helped her convalesce and listened to fun new music
tapes for a couple of weeks. She helped Sheena understand dilating her
new equipment and other complicated things that the bimbo barely
fathomed. Every time she tried to instruct Sheena, the girl got
distracted by a make-up ad or lingerie commercial or a boy on TV. Tabitha
was amazed and amused at her slaves' attention span. Sheena just squeaked
away about bras this and panties that. It was hilarious to think of what
she'd become.
After Sheena had healed up, the two women got themselves made up to
celebrate. They both had a day at the beauty salon to primp and then they
got dressed for clubbing. Tabitha was wearing a stunning red dress with a
plunging neckline that emphasized her proud breasts. Sheena was wearing
some PVC one-piece jumper that barely contained her cantaloupes and bared
both of her ass cheeks. In fact, her tits frequently slipped out which
elicited a giggle every time. Sometime during the night, a hulking black
man came over to Sheena and started to make conversation.
"Whatsup baby? You are one fine looking woman? Lemme buy you a drink."
"Yeth. Theena loveth drinkth! My mommy alwayth giveth them to me!"
exclaimed Sheena.
"Oookaay. Sure thing. My name is Randy. What yours?" said Randy.
"Theena," lisped his target.
"So baby what do you do for a day job beside run through my dreams?"
"Uhhh....dunno." Sheena always struggled with conversation these days.
Randy tried to keep the conversation going. "So, do you live near here?"
"Theena liveth with Mommy, thilly!"
"Well where is that, sweet thing," charmed Randy.
Exasperated, Sheena cried out, "Tho, are we gonna fuck or what?!?"
Randy was no idiot. He knew an opportunity when he saw it. As he grabbed
Sheena and dragged her towards the men's room, Sheena cried out, "Wait,
Mommy hath to watch."
"Whatever floats your boat, freak. Let's go!" grunted Randy.
Randy quickly threw Sheena into the handicapped stall. She was bent over
the toilet. Her tits were touching the bowl and she could feel their full
weight pulling down on her. Her tremendous caboose was in the air. Randy
quickly unsnapped her jumper. Sheena had applied some Astroglide to make
things run a lot smoother. But nothing could prepare her for his thick
12" tool. She audibly gasped and then cried out as he slowly forced it
into her newly minted twat. Her cunt was on fire. She didn't feel
anything but the immense dick slowly filling her being. She was an object
for pleasure and nothing else.
She quickly began screaming as her immense boobs slapped the toilet and
her ass jiggled like a mound of jello. Tabitha stood in the corner
watching while she quietly played with herself. The dominatrix was
riveted. Sheena was a complete animal. She was sweating groaning creature
that yelped out occasionally when Randy grabbed a handful of boobflesh.
Suddenly, Randy arched his back and moaned. He plunged harder into Sheena
and she screamed for all she was worth. Afterward Sheena slumped over the
toilet and quietly mewled. Less a minute or two later, Sheena promptly
turned around as if taught and got on her knees. She proceeded to clean
Randy off until he was hard again. She then sucked him to completion. Cum
dribbling down her chin, she looked sated. A dazed, exhausted Randy
stumbled out of the bathroom and back to the dance floor.
"Such a good pet!" exclaimed Tabitha. "Let's go home so I can reward
you!"
Some months later, Tabitha had a special treat. She was taking Sheena to
a sex party. Tabitha used to go parties like these all the time, but she
found that she did not get the attention that she used to twenty years
ago. She figured it was time to get creative. The couple walked through
the door of a large loft apartment that was hosting the party and caught
many eyes. Tabitha was wearing an all leather dominatrix uniform with
push up cups, a corset, thong panties and garters. Her hair was wound in
a tight bun and she was wearing stiletto heels. In her hand she carried a
leash. That leash was attached to a studded collar around Sheena's neck.
Her slave was oiled up from head to shimmering toe.
Sheena was wearing a leather baby doll with the nipples cut out. She also
had a small wisp of a thong on. It was a really just a strip of cloth and
rubbed against her engorged clit and tickled her asshole. Tabitha had
given her a very special milkshake tonight. It was a double dose of
ecstasy and Viagra in with Sheena's favorite ice cream. The poor girl
didn't know what hit her and didn't care. Tabitha could barely control
her enough in the ride over. Now, Sheena was blatantly staring at every
crotch in the room. At one point, she lunged at one guy's leather ball
bag. Tabitha told her to "Heel," and Sheena crouched around her legs,
kissing the Tabitha's smooth thigh muscles. Sheena was shuddering with
desire. She was literally shaking. It was glorious.
Tabitha quickly lined up suitors in a bedroom for some fun. Sheena was
taking two or three guys simultaneously. At any time that Tabitha looked
over, she at least had one cock in her cunt and another down her throat.
Meanwhile, Tabitha let several select men and women service her for the
right to fuck her masterpiece. Several bottles of Astroglide and a belly
full of cum later, Sheena was exhausted. On the way home, Tabitha looked
over at her bimbo slave in the passenger seat. She was amazed at what
this accountant had become. She had proved that this slut was completely
loyal. She had so many future plans. Maybe stripping, maybe porn. There
was a world of opportunities for her perfect bimbo slut slave.
To be continued......
Feedback is very welcome. I can be reached at [email protected].
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