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I knew something wasn't quite right but I couldn't be sure. My life for
the past 10 years with my wife Jane was great. My name is Richard. Jane
was 5'8", 120 pounds, lean trim body, 38D breasts, beautiful blonde hair
and stunning features. I was 5'9", 148 pounds, and little chest or body
hair. We got along like real friends and were great lovers, up until
recently that is. In the past six months our relationship seemed to be
going in opposite directions. Sex was infrequent and just routine, our
time together was spent with her on the internet, and we rarely ever
associated with our friends.
I had to find out what was wrong. Whenever I brought it up to her she
just said she was too busy and tired from working so hard. She did work
hard and had a one hour commute to and from work everyday. She had some
dinner and right to the computer.
A close friend is a computer expert and he said he could find out what
Jane was up to be installing a program that tracked her online visits. I
hated doing this but I had to find out why the attraction to the
computer and less interest in me. The program was installed and within a
week I was amazed at the sites she was visiting and some of her
communications. This I had to confront.
I waited until the weekend so we could have time together. At breakfast
on Saturday morning I just came out with the info I had on her. She
looked at me and started crying. I held her as she began to tell me
about how she was ordered to do these things and couldn't change
anything without harm coming to her and me. I was getting more and more
confused until we sat and talked for the next two hours. I couldn't
believe the story but realized the seriousness of the problem.
It seems that her boss had her perform some illegal transactions at work
and now she was an accomplice and being blackmailed. The sites were sex
sites where she would chat with men, sharing XX pics of her with other
men, women, and shemales. The sites were all run by a criminal group who
her boss owed money. She was no deeply involved with money laundering
and if she did not comply with their directions, she and I would be
seriously hurt.
The online stuff didn't mean as much as her having sex with these
people. She would go to work as usual but not at the office but to a
condominium where the masterminds owned and where she was used and
abused. Now I know why she was so distant and avoided sex. All this
turmoil in six months. She also told me that if we got the police
involved we would be killed. My blood began to boil. I had to do
something, we couldn't go on like this forever. I needed a plan.
The next week flew by and I tried consoling her every day when she came
home. My plan was to find out when the masterminds were at the condo the
next week, get in somehow and tasar them so I could call 911 to have
them arrested. I already talked to a police officer and private
investigator and they wouldn't do anything until I made the call. Jane
told me the entire group met every Wednesday at 10 AM like clockwork.
That would be the perfect time. Now to just get in.
That evening, Jane was online, as usual, chatting with strangers and
discussing the dirtiest things. Tomorrow this would all be over. I was
getting my tools ready for the strike when I heard the front doorbell.
Now who could that be? We haven't had any quests since all this started.
Jane was still on the computer as I walked to the door. I saw a man
holding a basket of flowers. I opened the door to greet him when the
door was kicked open throwing me to the floor and the biggest black man
I have ever seen enters the doorway. He just stands there for a second
and then comes over to me and points a gun in my face. Jane comes around
the corner and lets out a scream. In come four other men who tell Jane
to shut up and sit down. She immediately responded and sat down. I sat
frozen just feet away from my tasar. I dare not move or I'll die.
They closed the door and I was told to get up and sit next to Jane. The
big black man kept the gun on me as I sat next to Jane. The four men
went into our dining room and sat down. We could only hear low voices as
we sat, worrying about our lives. "Bring them in here," rang out as we
were yanked up and led into the dining room. The four men kept talking
as we were led to stand together facing them.
"Now, now. Jane, you haven't been honest with us, have you?" My tasar
was on the table with the phone numbers of a private investigator and
the police officer who I was to call once I immobilized them in the
condo. "Well, what are we to do now? You knew the consequences if you
told someone and it looks like your dear old hubby was ready to try and
hurt us. We have decided to change your lives a bit now that you've
involved your knight in shining armor, or should I say maiden in a
shining dress." We looked at the man and wondered what that meant. Just
then, I felt a prick in my arm and then blackness?.
I woke up in a strange bed, naked, with my wife tied to a chair. My arms
and legs were tied to the bed making it impossible for me to move. I had
some kind of ball in my mouth so I couldn't talk. I tried grunting and
Jane whispered for me to keep quiet or she would be beat. I laid there
quiet for at least an hour when the door opened and Jane was untied and
taken out of the room. The big black man came over to me and looked at
me saying, "I think I'm going to like you being my bitch." Why did he
call me bitch? "When you finally come around, you will love the new
you".
He took a syringe and injected a liquid into the vein in my arm. A warm
rush enveloped me as I went into a dreamlike place in my mind. I could
here things happening around me but the drug made me useless in wanting
to even move. I don't know how long I was out but I started waking
again. As I gained my sight, I was laying in the bed, no longer tied
down but was dressed in a dressing gown. I pushed "my" hair away from my
face. "My" hair. I had short hair when I came here. What did they do to
me. Jane come over to me and stroked my head, putting her finger to my
lips so I didn't speak. She bent down and whispered in my ear, "Be very
quiet, They will hurt me more if they know we were talking." I nodded
and she took her finger away. I saw some red lipstick on her finger as
she took it away from my face.
Again whispering, she said, "We have to follow everything they tell us
or we will be hurt badly. I have been told to work with you to make you
compliant. "Please don't blame me for this, I love you and this is the
only way I can help." I could see the tears in her eyes and nodded as I
understood the predicament we were in at this moment. "I need to clean
you up for the master." I nodded and sat up. Wow, what a headache. I
felt odd too and as I looked down I saw two mounds attached to my chest
that weren't there before. "I whispered, "How long have I been here?"
Jane told me that it's been a month and that I have had some surgeries.
Surgeries, I didn't need any surgeries. She helped me to my feet and I
collapsed back on the bed. My feet hurt terribly. She gave me some 4"
pink mules and told me to put them on. I did and my feet stopped
hurting. I stood back up as she guided me to the bathroom. I turned and
she hiked up my gown as I sat on the toilet. Without thinking, I reached
down only to find my balls were removed. Only my dick was left and it
seemed smaller too. My heart sank as I realized we would never have
children together. I finished my duties, washed my face, brushed my
teeth and she helped me back to bed.
As I regained full consciousness, I started evaluating what they had
done to me. Jane told me that I now had 36C breasts, not breast forms, a
22" waist (my old waist was 30"), two ribs were removed to help with my
curves, fat was injected into my hips and butt, my tendons were
shortened making me only wear 4" heels or higher, my vocal cords were
adjusted to give me a higher pitch, my face was redone and now I had a
perky nose, high cheekbones, full pouty lips, doe eyes and a minor lift
to remove excess skin and lines. Permanent eyeliner was used for a dark
deep look and my lip line was also tattooed. My long blonde hair were
extensions and tat I would be growing out my own hair in the future. My
toenails were bright red and my manicured fingernails looked thin and
also bright red to match. My skin was smooth due to the lasar hair
removal and I felt soft and smooth from the lotions and creams Jane
rubbed me with over the past month. In short, I was now a hottie with a
little dick. Jane told me the hormones would further soften my features,
fill by breasts to at lease 38D and round out my ass and hips.
Jane reached over and kissed me on my lips, softly at first then probing
my mouth with her tongue. I kissed her back passionately but there was
no stirring in my dick at all. She started playing with my nipples
making the hard. Wow, what a feeling, they were so sensitive as she kept
tweaking them with her fingers. She moved her head down to one nipple
and I laid back letting out a little moan responding to the pleasure of
her touch. The door opened and the big black man stood in the doorway
with a smile on his face. I looked up as he said, "Nice, our little fuck
toys are already performing." Jane immediately pulled away and sat on
the chair. "The boss wants you two to get ready. The clothes are in this
bag. Now hurry up."
He threw the bag on the bed and closed the door. What was happening to
me, to us? Jane came over and took out the clothes. She gave me a lacey
silk demi bra and panty set and said, hurry up and put these on. I
looked at her with confusion. Here, I'll help you this time but you will
have to learn to do this yourself. She showed me how to put it around
me, hook it up, turn it around and put each arm in the strap,
positioning my breasts in the flimsy cups. "There, now doesn't that feel
better?" I had to admit that the support helped but this was way too
much for me to absorb right now. My new tits were pushed up exposing my
newly created cleavage. Jane had me put on some type of thong that
pulled my little dick back making me look flat in the front. A garter
belt was next and silky stockings followed. They just slid up my smooth
legs as she helped attach then to the garter. I slid the panties up and
she helped adjust them over my hips. She then told me to raise my arms
as she slid a cherry red, silky dress over my head. It dropped down over
my breasts and settling on my hips. It just covered my ass showing most
of the garter and stockings. My breasts were also exposed with the low
plunging neckline. She tied up some laces in the back as it drew in to
me following my new curves. "Here, put these on", as she passed my 5",
fuck-me-pumps in cherry red. Now, just stand there and wait for me to
finish. I turned around and looked in the mirror. I didn't recognize
myself. I was a man just a month ago and was now a sexy shemale. What
have I done? How can I get out of this? All sorts of questions were
racing through my mind.
Jane finished dressing exactly as I was dressed and sat me down to fix
my makeup. Just some eye makeup and lipstick. A spritz of perfume,
dangly earrings in my now pierced ears, an ankle bracelet, small gold
chain with a little heart around my neck and a small clutch purse. I
stood next to her as we looked in the mirror. My god, the surgeries made
me look like Jane's twin, even down to the size of our breasts. I turned
to Jane and we hugged knowing our lives would never be the same.
Jane opened the door of the room and it was obvious we were not in our
own home but a high rise condominium overlooking Lake Michigan. Well at
least we were still in Chicago. How could I get a message to someone to
help?
"Come here bitches", yelled one of the men. We walked over to the table
where they were sitting and were told that we were now the Statler
twins, Mandy and Mindy. Mandy (my new name) had a little something extra
too. We were told that were were never to leave the condo, never to
answer a telephone, never answer the door and never talk unless asked
to. If we failed to follow our orders, we would be severely punished.
We just nodded, accepting our fate.
We were told to sit on the couch and start making out as a man with a
video camera documented our performance. Kissing Jane, now Mindy, seemed
to calm me. Just being close to her helped. Jane, oops, I'm sorry,
Mindy, was getting hot and really started kissing me with passion as our
mouths became one, our lipstick covered each others face and our tongues
ravaged each other mouth. Melissa started playing with by tits through
my dress and I began to moan with pleasure. We continued kissing and
sucking each others tits as Mindy had an orgasm. I was ordered down on
my knees as Mindy removed her panties and told to start eating her out.
She was dripping wet as I leaned forward and licked and sucked her to
multiple orgasms. All this on video too. I was so into Mindy that I
didn't feel my dress being pulled up. I felt something near my ass and
felt pressure. My cherry was being popped by the big black man. He was
pushing against me as his large dick squeezed into my ass as I winced in
pain feeling like he was tearing my asshole in two. He was finally in as
he began to pound my ass, in and out, nonstop as I was told to keep
sucking on Mindy's pussy. I was being violated and couldn't do anything
to protect myself. Why couldn't I just fight back, why was I so
submissive?
The fucking seemed to last for an hour, The pounding slowed as I could
feel him swell up. He then let out a moan as I felt him cum in my ass. I
could feel the warm flow of his cum, almost tasting it. He finally
slowed and pulled back with a little "pop" as he pulled out of me. My
cherry was popped for real. I could feel his cum seeping out of me and
down the inside of my leg. I began to tear up as I looked up into my
wife's eyes. She was still moaning with pleasure from my tongue. She
looked down and gave my a little smile knowing I pleased her.
"Hey bitches, that's enough. Get up, get cleaned up so you can serve us
dinner." We got up, I straightened my thong, pulled my panties back up,
and helped Mindy straighten up as we went into the bedroom to clean up.
I held her tight with our breasts mashing together and our hips pressing
together. She broke away and said we had to hurry. We washed our faces
and I cleaned the cum from my ass and legs. Mindy told me to put a
tampon in my ass so I didn't keep leaking. What have I become, I am now
a shemale with a killer body, have been fucked for the first time, ate
out my wife like some lesbian, and facing a life I could never have
imagined. Mindy, told me to pucker up and she put new lipstick on me.
She fluffed my hair and there we were, twins again.
Mindy grabbed my hand and whispered, just keep close to me, these guys
can be real mean. I nodded and followed her into the kitchen. We spent
the next hour making and serving dinner to the four masters and the big
black man. We were allowed to eat leftovers in the kitchen as we cleaned
up. Mindy made sure I didn't overeat making sure I kept my weight under
control.
After dinner, we were led to the den where we were told to sit as we
watched "our" film. I was disgusted as I watched myself being fucked. I
couldn't wait for the video to end. We were then told to come into the
living room where the men were now on the couches and chairs. "Hey
bitch, get over here", one man said as he grabbed my arm. Mindy was
pulled over to another man on the couch. The man lowered his pants as
Mindy was told to start sucking. Mindy had done this before and began
giving the man a blowjob. What was in store for me?
My man sat in a chair and dropped his pants. Oh no, I have to blow him.
I don't think I can.
"OK bitch, let's see you suck just like your sister". I kneeled down in
front of him and saw his now rigid, 7" dick poking up right in front of
me. "Bitch, if you bite, your dead". I lowered my head, closed my eyes
and touched the end of his dick with my tongue. "Come on bitch, hurry
up". No turning back now. I licked my lips and carefully lowered my head
and surrounded the tip of his dick with my mouth. I could taste the pre-
cum but tried to block out anything with the salty taste. I took him
into my mouth as he reached my head and started pushing my down further
onto his dick. He then grabbed my hair making me bob up and down on his
now swelling dick. Every time he pushed my head down, I would gag until
I finally could handle the reflex. "Play with yourself bitch". I reached
my hand down into my panties and started playing with my own dick. To my
amazement, I started getting hard. As I kept sucking his dick, I began
to feel myself wanting to cum only to be disappointed. His dick seemed
to get thicker and He held my head down when he erupted into the back of
my throat. I had no choice but to try to swallow his load. My mouth
filled with his cum and I dribbled some out and down my chin. He finally
stopped cumming and relaxed my head letting me raise my head off his
dick. "Lick it clean bitch". So I licked the entire shaft, his balls and
wiped the cum that was on my chin. He pulled his underwear and pants up
as I stayed kneeling on the floor. "Get up bitch, we're all done for
tonight". I stood up and saw my wife finishing the other man off on the
couch. She had a mouthful of cum and the man whispered in her ear. Mindy
stood up and walked over to me with her mouth closed. She reached me,
hugged me and began to kiss me. As we kissed she passed on the cum to me
to share. I now had two men's cum in my belly. Mindy broke off the kiss
and gave me a little smile. "OK bitches, get to bed. We'll see you two
tomorrow." She held my hand as we walked into the bedroom.
I sat on the bed and began to cry. Mindy put her arm around me and told
me everything will be all right. How could it get any worse? Mindy told
me she was relieved that I performed and that we were not hurt. She
showed my bruises from her past punishment. She led me into the bathroom
and helped me clean up. I brushed my teeth but could still taste the
cum. We went to the bedroom and she helped me remove my dress, stocking,
garter and bra. She handed me a little pink babydoll with matching
panties. She had an identical one only in blue. She helped me put
moisturizer on my face and made sure our nails were not chipped. We
climbed into bed, kissed like we used to do and held each other until we
fell asleep.
The alarm rang at 6AM. Why so early? Mindy told me to hurry and shower
so we could get ready for breakfast. She handed me a shower cap so I
didn't get my hair wet. Wow, the troubles of being a girl. I put on the
shower cap and quickly washed myself. I took some time washing my new
breasts and nipples finding that I was also stroking myself at the same
time. Mindy opened the curtain to get in the shower and saw me
pleasuring myself. She told me I didn't have time for that now. I was
embarrassed and finished washing. I looked at my face in the mirror and
realized I didn't need much makeup. Mindy told me to moisturize again,
put lotion over my body (lilac smell), and put a fresh tampon in my
"pussy". Did she say "Pussy"?
I dried and walked into the bedroom seeing the clothes we were wearing
today. Identical outfits just like yesterday only they were strapless
cocktail dresses. Mindy came out and I asked how in the world we were
going to wear these things. They looked so small. Mindy reached over and
took a black and purple corset and began wrapping it around me. My new
tits settled onto two little shelves, pushing them up and also exposing
my nipples. She laced it up and started tightening the laces. I thought
she would never stop. I could barely breathe. She had me raise my hands
in the air as she finally stopped and tied the laces. I lowered my hands
and had trouble breathing. She told me take short breaths and everything
would be OK. I put on the thong again but she called it a gaff, soft
pink panties and this time sheer tan pantyhose. She held out the dress
as I stepped in and she raised it up to my tits. She zipped it up and I
couldn't believe it actually fit. My tits were busting out of the top
though. I felt totally exposed. Mindy dressed the same and she helped me
again with my hair. Jewelry and heels and we were ready, looking like
twins again. It was 6:30 now and we had to start breakfast. We minced
into the kitchen where one man already had coffee. He gave us a smile
and patted my ass. I ignored him and cooked some eggs and toast for the
others. After breakfast, we cleaned up and were told to start cleaning
the condo. I was used to cleaning our own home but in 5" heels, what a
job. We were allowed to take a break and sit down only being able to
drink a diet soda. We cleaned the rest of the afternoon and told to go
change into our dresses for the evening.
Mindy and I went into the bedroom and saw the slutiest dresses you could
imagine. Barely anything covering our tits or asses. We were to go
braless too, something I didn't want to do. We took off our clothes,
cleaned up a bit, put on new perfume, and put on our dresses. New heels
to go with the outfits and we were ready. Mindy handed me my purse,
including the things I would need?.lipstick, blush, tissues, mascara,
powder and most importantly, extra tampons. We checked ourselves out in
the mirror and walked into the living room. One guy whistled as we
entered. Here I was, a twin to my wife, and being treated like a slut.
We were told we were going to a party so we better be on our best
behavior.
We were each given a shoulder mink as we walked out of the condo, down
the elevator and into a waiting limo. Four guys in Tuxes and the two of
us in the most revealing dresses you could imagine. Well the night went
as expected. I sucked ten guys and fucked four other while Mindy sucked
13 and fucked 9. They liked her real pussy better than mine I guess. I
felt a little jealous, now why would I feel that way? Back to the condo
and the cycle started over again.
We kept to the same schedule every day - breakfast, cleaning, dick
sucking, fucking, "lesbian" action, dinner, more videos, and so on. I
forgot what day it was and just rolled with the punches. Mindy and I
helped each other but our relationship seemed to cool off. We still
slept together, still kissed but it just wasn't the same. I started
enjoying a nice fat cock in my "pussy" and began looking forward to our
fuck time with the guys. We still dressed identical and I carried myself
as a real girl with all the mannerisms. My dick wouldn't even get hard
any more and was basically useless. The hormones I was taking were also
playing with my emotions and also rounding out my ass and tits. I had to
keep on a strict diet so I didn't gain weight. We were probably going on
three months now held captive in this place.
One afternoon I overheard one of the guys talking about the cops and
maybe having to move. That night we were told to pack our clothes and
things, we would be leaving tomorrow afternoon. That evening, Mindy and
I were given a set of headphones and told to watch the video. I seem to
have zoned out not remembering any of the video. I looked over at Mindy
and she was still in a trance. I got up and walked into the living room
and a beautiful woman was in the room in a beautiful dress. The guys
were gone and there was only me, the woman and another girl in the room.
She walked up to me and said, "Richard?". I answered, "No I'm Mandy".
She took my hand and led me out the door and into a waiting limo. The
other girl stayed behind to look after Mindy I guess. I followed like I
was in a trance, not questioning anything. I was taken to the back of a
building and led inside. I was told to undress and lay on the table. I
felt a prick in my arm and then blackness.
I woke up in a room with sunlight coming through the window. I looked
over at the chair and there was Mindy. She was wearing jeans, a nice
top, nice flats, her hair now styled very nice and looking like the old
Jane I remembered. I spoke out, "Mindy, is that you?", She replied, "No
dear, it's Jane again." I laid there totally bewildered, not knowing
where I was, what was happening or even who I was.
Jane came over to the bed and took my hand. I wasn't wearing any
fingernail polish which seemed odd. She reached down and kissed me
lightly just as we would do when we were married. She stroked my hair
and began to tell me the story of what happened and where we were now.
It seems, the bad guys who kidnapped us were killed that night along
with their bodyguard. Jane and I were forced to listen to hypnotic tapes
that night that would render use dumber than dumb, two bimbos in the
making. The plan was to sell us off to a Mexican organization as two new
whores. I was to get a real pussy too. The bad guys were overheard in a
restaurant bragging about how they forced a couple to become twins, one
being a slut and the other, a shemale slut for their own use. One table
over was a private investigator who was aware of our disappearance six
months earlier. This group was always suspected in our disappearance but
there was no proof to ever convict them. The investigator called some
other associates who met up with them in a bar later in the evening. A
gunfight developed and the bad guys were shot dead. They used the
information on the condo to track us down and here we are.
This was too much for me to absorb. "Mindy, or Jane, sorry. What about
us?" Jane went on to tell me that I had been out now for the past week.
The doctors were able to repair the tendons in my legs but the hormones
I had been taking totally rendered me useless from ever having an
erection. Not much else could really be done. With no testicles, she was
asked if I would be OK if they reconstructed my genitals so that they
would fit my new body. Jane cried over the decision but felt she had to
look out for my best interest.
"So here you are, a new woman. Your still technically my husband but we
can get back to our lives without worrying about anything." I started to
get a tear in my eyes and Jane wiped away the tear with a tissue.
"Please don't feel that you have to say anything. It was all my fault.
I'm so proud that you helped me through the pain of this. I love you
even more for that. There was a reward for our recovery which they are
giving to us and the FBI is ready to help us in the witness protection
program to make sure any other bad guys never come after us. We can
virtually move anywhere. Do you have any suggestions?" I looked at Jane
and felt so lucky to have her back again.
Here we sit on the sandy beach in St Thomas. The FBI had no problem
setting us up. The sun is perfect, the Pina Coladas taste great, the
water is fantastic and our little pink bikinis really show off our near
perfect bodies. Oh, our tans are great too. We now own a small designer
studio and sell only the finest bikini's, clothes and jewelry to high
end visitors. They all know us as Barbie and Bambi, the Dalton twins.
Life is good again.
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