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This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to anyone living or dead is not intentional. Ditto for the situations. You, the reader, should be of legal age of consent (usually about 18 years old) for the location from where you are connecting. I am not responsible for those who choose to ignore the above and read the story below. This story may not be reproduced or posted on another site without the express permission of the author. A Bimbo's True Love By Jamcd In the Beginning Dan Walker and Tricia Gilbane seemed to be deeply in love. They had met their junior year in high school. He went to the local public school and she was enrolled in a private all-girls catholic school. She was working at the ice cream stand in the local mall and he was hanging out with some friends. After some several blatant attempts at eye contact, he worked up the courage to ask her out on a date. Soon afterward they were inseparable. They had so much in common that they were a natural pair. Both kids were strong in academics, both were also involved in school activities, and both unfortunately had lost a parent early in life. Dan's father was lost to colon cancer when he was three years old and Tricia's mother was killed in a car accident when she was only two. These tragedies had shaped their lives. Dan was certainly a momma's boy. His mother let him do anything he wanted and babied him quite a bit. If anything, growing up without a male role-model and a coddling mother, had imprinted a very slight feminine streak in Dan. Otherwise, he was much like any high school kid. He stood about 5' 8" with sandy brown hair and light blue eyes. He has a smooth baby face but a solid build from working out and running track. Tricia on the other hand, had grown up with a domineering almost cruel father. He was an old school disciplinarian. He seemed to blame her for her mother's death and constantly brought it up while raising her. He also did not brook any deviation from his Victorian standards of female behavior. Needless to say, Tricia fervently waited for graduation and her chance to go off to college. Tricia was a petite 5'3" with shoulder length dark brown hair. She had high cheekbones, pert B-cup breasts, and a young girl's boyish butt. Most people would say she was cute but not gorgeous. Two years into the couple's relationship, they both went off to college. He was to attend Trenton State and she was accepted to Seton Hall. The colleges were close by and it was easy to commute to one another on the weekends. Things seem to be going well until mid-way through their freshmen semester. Dan noticed that Tricia seemed distant at times on the phone. She also began to pull away on some of their weekends together and claimed that she wanted to spend time with her college friends. Dan was depressed, but not surprised knowing that many long distance relationships had not gone well. The strange thing was Tricia's attitude in the bedroom. Even though she had become more and more distant emotionally, she had become a complete firecracker when the lights went out. They had only just begun to have sex after homecoming senior year and Tricia was only comfortable (if you could call it that) in the missionary position. Fast forward 12 months later and she was insatiable. Tricia frequently initiated sex and was forceful in demanding Dan to orally pleasure her. Nothing seemed to make sense to Dan and then his world really dropped out from under him. That December, right before Christmas break, Tricia disappeared. One school night she walked out of the dorm seemingly on an errand and never came back. Two days later, Dan reported her missing to police and there was a full investigation. No trace of her was found. Six Months Later Dan had a rough second semester. After Tricia's disappearance, he fell apart. His grades took a nose dive and he was on probation with the University. He stopped eating and his weight had dropped from 169 lbs to 130 lbs. All of his free energy from January to June had been put into searching for signs of Tricia with no avail. As the summer arrived, he was a shell of his former self. He didn't go home for the break but trolled North Jersey and New York from any evidence she even existed. As he searched some the seediest places in the tri-state area, their influence began to show. Dan had started using drugs to kill the pain and frequenting hookers to get his rocks off when he could afford it. On a usual trip to the meat packing district in Manhattan he made a shocking discovery. Tricia was working a corner plain as day. She was dolled up with fishnet thigh highs, a leather bustier, and copious amounts of make- up. Her hair was gaudily permed and dyed platinum blonde. Her 4" high heels were making her now-plump bubble butt stick out suggestively. "Holy Shit," exclaimed Dan through the tears. "I can't believe I found you baby! What the hell are you doing here" "Oh yeah, honey. You found me. Now you want to party?" the hooker purred nonchalantly through heavy lidded eyes. "What the hell are you talking about? Where the hell happened to you Tricia? We gotta get out of here!" said Dan as he grabbed her by the arm. "Hey, hey, hey. You got the wrong girl baby. My name's Trixie. But I can be a Tricia if you want me too. Let's go get a room and have a good time stud," she giggled. "Tricia, I know it's you! Don't you recognize me?" "I'm sorry sweetheart, are you one my regulars? I get a little ditzy sometimes. I am sure it'll come back to me sugar." Dan's mind was racing. He didn't understand what was going on. He finally found the missing love of his life and she was acting like some bimbofied, zoned-out slut. He wanted to pinch himself as he tried to process this situation. "Hey sugar, if you want my time you gotta help me out, ok?" crooned Trixie. She was leaning against the wall, roughly stroking her crotch like she has in heat. Dan shouted, "What the fuck is wrong with you? You want me to pay you like some street whore?" From down the street, a large black man that looked like a pimp hollered, "Is that boy giving you a hard time Trixie?" "Hey, uhh, no problem. I'll take her for an hour man," explained Dan as he flashed some cash. The two former lovebirds made their way over to local motel in a less than gentrified part of Manhattan. Once they got into their tiny room- by-the-hour, Trixie/Tricia was all over Dan. She started grabbing his dick and tried to unzip his pants. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! I just wanted to talk," he exclaimed. "C'mon baby. I just need some cock inside this wet pussy," pleaded Trixie as she continued to stroke his hardening member and while deftly slipping out of her top. Dan noticed her breasts were more developed than his girlfriend's B-cups and he could smell her musky scent, but quickly got back to the task at hand. "Listen, can't you tell me where you've been for the last 6 months? I've been worried sick. And why are you acting so strange?" "Baby, I'm just my crazy horny self. I ain't been nowhere but my favorite corner." "This doesn't make any sense. I have got to get you home and straightened out," sobbed Dan. Just then a knock came at the door. Dan froze but Trixie quickly walked over and looked through the peephole. She gasped and opened the door even though she was still topless wearing only her fishnets and a thong. In the doorway stood a woman in a business suit with the same "pimp" Dan had seen on the street. The woman resembled an older Pamela Anderson with her high cheek bones, burgeoning boobs, and tinted blond hair. Even though her outfit was conservative, Dan could see it barely restrained a set of double-D's. She stepped in the door and kissed Trixie passionately right on the spot. The hooker moaned, dropped to her knees, and tried to pull down the blonde woman's skirt. "Not now, sweets," admonished the woman. "I've got to talk some business, why don't you run back out to your corner?" "What the hell is going on you crazy bitch? That's my girlfriend!" shouted Dan. He warily eyed the large black man behind his mystery visitor. As Trixie threw on her clothes and ran out the door, the woman offered her hand to the boy. "Hello, my name is Madame Tabitha. I heard that you were making quite a commotion on the street and I wanted to check on one of my girls. This is my companion Marco. What seems to be the problem? Don't you like the merchandise?" "You're merchandise has been my girlfriend for 3 years and doesn't even recognize me. And her name is Tricia not Trixie for Godsakes." "Oh. I think you are confused, dear boy. Why don't I have one of my other girls come up and take care of you free of charge. You are clearly delusional." "I am not delusional and I am going to the cops. I love her and I am going to save her," sobbed Dan. "First of all, once you leave the room, you will never find her or us again. Second, even if you are correct in claiming Trixie is your beloved girlfriend, she will never come back. That girl may have been a repressed, mousy college student at one time, but I have liberated her. Your little Tricia was a raging bi-sexual looking to escape her past and society's rules. I seduced her at a Manhattan bar months ago and with some of my expert conditioning, she is a glorious slut with nothing holding her back. Even if she could remember you, she wouldn't want to, you pathetic shit." Dan collapsed one the bed with exhausted and moaned "But she's my true love. Why are you doing this?" Madame Tabitha cupped her chin like she was in thought. Then her eyes lit up with an idea. "Well Dan. Let no one say that I stood in the way of true love. I will make a deal with you. You will come with me and serve in one of my private residences. We will leave now. You will effectively disappear. But in exchange, I will give you access to Trixie once a month. If you can convince her to leave with you, I will set you both free" Dan, who was desperate and exhausted, shook his head warily. He figured it was his only chance to get back his girlfriend. Either that or learn enough about Madame Tabitha's operation to bring in the authorities. "Excellent," exclaimed Tabitha. "Marco will escort you down to my limo outside." Dan walked with the silent Marco down to the car. Marco opened the door and motioned Dan in. As Dan bent over to climb in the vehicle, he felt a needle prick on backside. He yelped and then collapsed in the limousine. Everything went dark. Dan woke up groggily. He was almost naked on a bed covered in pink satin sheets. He started looking around and taking stock of his situation. First, his body hair was completely gone below the neck. Second, he appeared to be wearing a chastity belt that prevented him from having any access to his cock. There was a lock on it and all it had was a small hole in bottom where he could relieve himself. Third, it appeared that the belt had some sort of large butt plug installed and it was in a pretty uncomfortable place. Panicking, he started to look around the room. The room is itself was all pink with cute stuffed animals and posters of boy bands. It looked like an overdone 10-year old girl's room with couple of exceptions. There was a television mounted on the wall and it was playing hard core pornography. It cycled through multiple scenes of big-titted whores being pounded in every orifice by well hung men. The sound was off but the action was hard to miss in it's 42" HD glory. Also, the one window in the room had bars mounted on the outside and it was easy to see why. The outside of the window looked like a war zone. Dan figured they had to be deep in the worst inner city ghetto he had ever witnessed. Finally, there was some kind of muzak being piped into the room through speakers mounted in every corner. Dan listened closely for a moment but couldn't recognize the tune and he thought he heard some whispering underneath but he couldn't make it out. Dan looked in the room's closet and tried to find something to cover up. Within the closet were a collection of maid's outfit make of pink satin and lace. In the dresser was nothing but lingerie and various corsets. He then went to try the door but he found it was locked. He tried to open both the door and the window several times, but with no success. He eventually gave up, settled on the bed and zoned out watching the endless porn marathon. A couple of hours later, the door to his room opened Madame Tabitha walked in. She was wearing a red leather dominatrix outfit. It included a bustier that proudly displayed her enormous boobs as well as a fishnet stocking / high heel combo that flattered her legs. Her outfit also included a pair of thong panties that hugged her generous ass. She was trailed by one of the girls Dan had seen in the video and Marco. The girl was wearing a catholic school uniform with a sheer white shirt and red plaid suspenders. Her skirt was really ornamental since everyone could clearly see she was wearing tiny crotchless panties that highlighted her shaved cunt. Her fire engine red hair was done up in two pigtails and her eyes had a heavy lidded vacant look that indicated not much was going on upstairs. She looked a little like a drugged out Nikki Cox. "Hello Dannie," said Tabitha. "How are we doing today?" "Would you mind telling me what the hell is going on here?" "Well, you agreed to become my servant and now we are here for your employment." "I don't see how this set up was in my job description. What the hell have you done to me while was out?" retorted Dan as pointed to his crotch. "Well honey, we never did talk about your job description. You see, we are at one of my brothels. It is one of my many undisclosed locations in a nasty little neighborhood to avoid any unnecessary police involvement. My clients don't mind because our service is superior to any others on the east coast and Marco provides the top security money can buy. You, my dear, will provide the maid service to this location and occasionally service my girls in residence. This here is Candy. She will assist you in putting on your outfit and getting you ready for service." "Hah, there is no way I am wearing any of this shit." "Oh I think you will or Marco here will make your life quite unpleasant in many ways, starting with the bones in your scrawny little fingers. Now, my patrons don't like other men skulking around, so you will be dressed like the other girls for your duties. And your little chastity belt is for both ours and your own protection. We have a sexually charged atmosphere and I can't have you jerking off in the corner instead of working. And if I were you I would leave that butt plug in, Marco is very motivated homosexual and he may take advantage of an available outlet. Now, as I said, Candy will be your handler when I am not here. She will also be in charge of your feeding. All our girls here drink my special shakes. They are so healthy and they contribute to my girls' stunning figures. Ta Ta now love, I'll be back in a month with your sweetheart." Madame Tabitha walked out the door with Marco and left Candy in the room. Once the door was closed she turned to her hefty bodyguard and said, "Make sure you keep and eye on him for the first month or two, after that, the subliminals and shakes should do the trick. He'll be so full of potent hormones and drugs that we'll have to lock him up just to keep the johns away." After the two conspirators had left the room, Candy took several items out of the dresser. She took out two heavy breast forms, some medical adhesive, a matching pink bra and panties set, a white garterbelt and frilly white stockings. She also pulled out a pair of 4" heels and a skimpy low-cut satin pink maid's uniform. "Okay baby. We's goin' to get ya'll fixed up," slurred Candy. "Why don't ya'll sit down and let me take care of ya'll. But pay attention. After this time, ya'll gotta do it your self." Candy liberally applied some sort of extra strength medical adhesive to Dan's naked chest and fitted two double-D breast forms. She then strapped on the frilly pink bra and matching panties. Afterward, she brought him into the bathroom and dyed his long hair almost pinkish strawberry blonde color and permed it into tight ringlets. She then applied heavy make-up with liberal pink eye shadow and bubble-gum pink lipstick. Dan squirmed and wanted to resist, but the thought of Marco kept him in his place. Next, Candy brought him back to his suite and laced up a tight cotton corset with stainless steel boning for real effectiveness. She told him that she would be tightening it once every week until Madame Tabitha told her to stop. Finally Candy helped Dan slide into this pink Maid's outfit. He then rolled on his white thigh high stockings and stepped into 2" translucent plastic heels. As Dan tried to unsteadily totter around on the heels, Candy pushed him on the bed and quickly sat on his face with sopping wet pussy directly on his mouth. "Awright, now your gonna eat me, nnh, out ya pretty lil' bitch." Candy started grinding on the sissified boy's face and moaning in a low gutteral manner. Despite himself, Dan felt his dick stirring in the chastity belt, but it didn't have sufficient room to get him fully erect. "Start lickin' ya whore," shouted Candy. Dan started massaging her clit with his tongue since he didn't see anyway to get her off of his prone form. "Uh, uh, oh god, oh god, ohhhhhhhhhhh," Candy simpered as humped Dan's lips. After climaxing twice, she slowly rolled of Danny's face. He was drenched with her musky juices. "Now ya'll get your reward, sissy. Follow me." Candy led Danny to the house's kitchen door. She unlocked it and shortly brought out a shake in a liter-sized water bottle. "He're ya'll go. Now you finish every drop and get to your chores. Here's a list to complete by tonight. Better get to it." Danny was starving and greedily took the shake. He started to suck down its contents as he explored the house. All the windows had bars and the only exterior door was locked. Client's were buzzed in by Marco and directed to one of three rooms that had the resident prostitutes. Danny was instructed to clean the common rooms and each bedroom when clients were not present. He started to totter around the waiting room with his duster. Between the large butt plug and the heels, he was not model of grace. By the time he finished his first room, he had slurped up his shake. Shortly after, he noticed a floating feeling. He began to stop worrying about his predicament. He even thought it was kind of amusing. How ridiculous was this? The only other strong feeling he had was a deep underlying horniness. He constantly tried to adjust his chastity belt with no relief. As he finished up a large living room, Danny noticed a john coming down the stairs from one of the open bedrooms. The john leered at him as he left, but didn't say anything. Danny walked by the room and heard someone call out, "Get in here, cutie. I got an itch your gonna scratch." Danny walked in and saw the largest pair of tits in his life. There was a naked blonde Anna Nicole look-alike with what appeared to be J-Cup fun bags. Her chest was heaving as she lay on her back with her thighs spread eagle. She, herself, had a vibrating butt plug in her ass and was moaning softly. "Ok baby, my name's Tawny and now that we're not strangers, you gonna take care of me." Danny knew the drill and climbed on the bed to service the bombshell. He started kissing her cunt and licking off her mixture of juices from the earlier session. He spent about an hour and a half administering his services until Tawny was satisfied. When he was done, Tawny brought him another shake. Dan would soon find that the only way he could get any sustenance was to service the ladies of the house. The shakes contained a mixture of hormones, an addictive form of exstacy, Viagra, and many other dastardly chemicals, but Dan was just aware of how good they made him feel and how hungry he was. Several weeks of this routine passed with much of the same. Dan or Dannie as the girls called him was constantly in heat between the chemicals, the pornography, and the atmosphere, but there was nothing he could do. He should have noticed that his erections were less frequent but his mind was in fog. After a month, Tabitha brought Trixie around to the house and told her to go lay down in one of the rooms. She then paged Dan from his normal duties. He was busy scrubbing the kitchen floor. He met her at the door to Trixie's room. "Now Dannie, as promised I brought your little 'girlfriend' by for your monthly visit. I am going to give you two an hour and then you have to get back to your duties. I am going to remove your chastity belt, but just for your visit." Dan's eyes bulged wide. Relief was in sight. All he could think about was getting laid. Despite the chemical treatments his cock was straining for attention. He walked into the heavily made up room and saw Trixie lounging on the bed heavily stroking her juicy cunt. "Hey there sugar. You look so pretty in that cute little outfit. You are just my flavor. Why don't you come over here and take care of me?" Dan didn't even blink. He ran over, hiked up his skirt, and plunged into the little slut. He practically screwed her to the wall with his breast forms bouncing away. Trixie screamed through several violent organisms as Dan tried to get a month's worth of pent-up sex in a single hour. He didn't notice how fast the time had went until Marco came in and ordered him out of the room. "But I didn't even get to talk to her," whined Dan. "You got an hour, bitch, it doesn't matter what you do with it. You shoulda thought of that before hand. Now go take care of Candy, you stupid slut." Dan sulked out the room, but was looking forward to his next shake. This routine of constant servitude punctuated by monthly fuckfests with Trixie continued for quite awhile. Dan wasn't good at keep track of the time with the miasma in his head. One day before his milkshake, Dan, who now even thought of himself as Dannie, examined himself. He barely recognized what appeared to be a slut in the mirror. He had curly peroxide blonde hair in ringlets that had grown out over his time in the brothel. Breast forms were no longer required though Dannie was too drugged to realize they weren't there. The captive former boy's own boobs were small C-cups and they were constantly sensitive to any touch. His nipples were much larger and darker than they used to be. Dannie's ass was like a bubble. You could use it as a shelf. Dannie had gotten skilled in applying make-up and expertly tottered around in the 2" heels as he/she did the housekeeping and the whores. She really looked like a bim bofied Christina Aguilara, who only thought about the next fix of shake and the next visit with Trixie. While sauntering out to the common area, Dannie pondered the surroundings before the morning shake. "It wouldn't be so bad, if they didn't have the porn on 24/7 everywhere I look," she thought slowly. "Everywhere I look there's beautiful girls getting tons of cock......That girl has massive tits.... God, she sure is lucky......She's getting two dicks at one time." Dannie stopped vacuuming and stared at the screen in a daze before being interrupted by a request to service Tawny. A couple nights later, Dannie was deep asleep with her head in Candy's muff. The sissy has fallen asleep after giving the whore a tongue bath for 3 straight hours. The two "girls" dreamed blissfully. In his dream, Dannie was kissing Trixie in bed and they were both giggling. Suddenly, Trixie's tits were much bigger than Dannie remembered and there was a curious bulge in her leather catsuit. Trixie reached down, unbuttoned her crotch, and then whipped out a 10" dick. She started to wave it in Dannie's face seductively. Dannie couldn't do anything but stare at it as he was mesmerized by its size. The next thing he knew, he was on his stomach with his ass in the air. Suddenly, Trixie's cock was entering him and there was great feeling of warmth and contentment. Dannie woke up slowly that morning feeling an incredible horniness. Candy, who was next to him, exclaimed "God, ah really needs some cock." Dannie almost nodded. When it was time for Trixie's next visit, Dannie went into her room with her usual feeling of excitement. As usual, Trixie was on the bed fingering her cunt wet with anticipation. Dannie ran over and began to peel off his panties. As he jumped into the bed, he knew there was something wrong. His equipment, which had seemed to shrink in last couple of months, was no longer working at all. he hung his head in shame. After having two milkshakes already the morning, he began slur out an apology. "'M surry Trixie, guess my stup'd boyz bitz don' work no more. Mebbe we can talk 'bout getting' back together instead. Think I had a plan or sumpin'." "C'mon sugar. I can't feel that little thing anyway. I don't want no talk. Lemme show you some real firepower," giggled Trixie. With that, she pulled out a strap-on black dildo that even had a set of balls. She put it on and began to shake it at Dannie. "uh-uh, Tricia. 'M ur boyfriend," mumbled Dannie, but he kept staring at the tool. "Honey, you don't look like my boyfriend. You look like a one hot piece- of-ass blonde to me. I'm either gonna use this on you or I'm outta here to find someone else to use it on. You certainly look like you want it." Dannie could help himself. He knew this was a line he shouldn't cross, but he didn't want to lose her. And besides, the dildo looked so good. He could feel his ass sweating with anticipation. He blurted out a weak "o.k". Trixie unzipped Dannie's maid outfit and began to play with his tits. No one else had touched them before and her smooth ministrations were electrifying. Every time she touched his nipples it was like an electric shock of pleasure. Dannie moaned and his knees weakened as he leaned against the bed. She moved behind Dannie as kissed his neck and gently pushed the inebriated sissy down on the bed. Trixie continued to rub his oversensitive body as she lubed up the dildo strapped to her hips. Her hands moved down to his large buttocks and gently kneaded them as she spread his cheeks apart. After wiping some more lubrication between his cheeks, Trixie plunged into his virgin asshole. At first, Dannie's insides burned, but as Trixie stoked his flaccid equipment and grunted away at him, the heat began to build. After 10 minutes of gentle stroking, Dannie exploded into a fierce, shaking orgasm like he had never felt. He practically blacked out with pleasure. He came to with Trixie stroking his highlighted hair. The two ditzy blondes giggled away lazily in the bed until Trixie told Dannie to roll over and eat her out. Dannie eagerly pulled down Trixie's thong and lapped at her pussy for the rest of their session. When time was up, Dannie dressed herself in her maids outfit. Trixie helped tighten her corset to a thin 22". Dannie said goodbye and walked out of the room. After that episode Dannie began to think of herself in the feminine pronoun. It made sense right? She didn't seem to be a boy and that dildo felt so wonderful. A boy wouldn't think that, right? His/her psyche couldn't handle the dichotomy of her actions. Later that week she struggled to remember her original purpose. She had a plan with Trixie, but it wasn't working. What the hell was it again? At least it wouldn't be so bad if she could still get that sort of action from Trixie next time. If only she could remember.... Tabitha was waiting outside Dannie's room about two weeks later. She was wearing a business suit jacket with no shirt underneath and her mountainous breasts were proudly displayed by a black lacy bra. Dannie stopped walking and waited for her to speak. Something about Tabitha made her feel a passive awe. She had no idea that the constant subliminal programming playing in her room every night was telling her that Tabitha was her goddess. "Hello Dannie. I hope you enjoyed your time with Trixie because it was your last." "What are you talkin' abou,t" exclaimed Dannie, who was shocked out of her usual, drugged daze. "Well, I am sorry but you haven't convinced her of anything. In fact, you have barely talked to her and I need her for some more lucrative work in California. She could pull more money in doing some porn for me. I am sorry but you no longer have to stay with us anymore." "Omigod," cried the heavily made up sissy. "What c'n I do now. Look at me. 'M a freak. I need Trixie...er Tricia. There's got to be somethin' I can do ma'am." With that she collapsed at Tabitha's feet and sobbed. "Just lemme talk to her one more time," she bawled. "Now what would you say dear?" asked Tabitha. "Um...I can't 'member. I gotta see her again, ma'am. She makes me feel sooo good," pleaded Dannie. "Now, now my pet. I guess there are some alternatives. Perhaps we could put you to some work with the customers. With an extra earner here, we could get along without Trixie's porn work. And I'll continue to bring her by. But you would have to get some physical alterations done. In order to be a good earner, we've got to give our clients what they want. I'll make an appointment with the doctor for tomorrow if you'll agree to our new arrangement" "Anything ma'am. Jus' let me stay and see her." "Great. Why don't you go get yourself a milkshake to celebrate." Dannie greedily gulped down the shake that was handed to her. She started to saunter off to one of the whores' rooms for more action when she collapsed on the floor. Marco came over, picked her up, and took her to the car for an appointment with a doctor. When Dannie woke up, she was once again in her room. She had no idea what kind of time had passed, but she felt like she had slept for days. As usual, she thought she heard some kind of whispering from the speakers but couldn't make it out. She felt sore in multiple places but managed to pull herself up and take stock of the situation. First, she noticed that there was a substantially greater weight on her chest. Her pert C- cups were probably a generous double E-cup now. She reached up to grab one and immediately groaned with pleasure. They were extremely sensitive and really pulled on her as she sat up. Second she noticed there was some sort of dildo in her mouth. She took it out and noticed it was a cute translucent penis pacifier. She immediately felt an emptiness inside. She looked over at the mirror and saw some other changes had been made. Although her face was already pretty feminine to begin with, the new girl in the mirror was startling. Her lips had been puffed out with collagen to the point where she couldn't close her mouth. She had been given a cute button nose, higher cheekbones, and slightly slanted eyes. Of course, her hair was still peroxide blonde and it appeared that a heavy layer of whorish make-up had been tattooed on her face. Dannie giggled at the new changes and then notice her voice was nothing but a high pitched squeak. Finally, she thought that some of her ribs had been removed because her waist was even smaller and she didn't feel solid without her corset. She also noticed that her withered equipment was still tucked between her legs. As she stumbled around the room, Dannie noted that her maid outfit was not in its usual spot. Instead there was a low-cut travesty of an "Alice-in-Wonderland" gingham dress. The hemline on it was around her pubic bone. Dannie put it on with a matching white thigh high stockings and 4" mary janes. The thigh highs had little blue ribbons and a bell at the top of each that rang with each step. Without thinking, Dannie put the dildo pacifier in her mouth and felt a lot better. She then put her hair in two pony tails and tottered out of her room and into the brothels common area. With all these changes, she needed a milkshake to think. Candy met her outside the kitchen. "Hey there darlin'. Ya'll lookin' real fine now. I want to fuck ya mahself. Mistress Tabitha want ya'll to have this drink and then go back to ur room. Whenever we send a john in there ya'll are suppose to suck his dick. After this milkshake, ya don't get another one 'till ya suck at least 10 dicks. Got it?" "Mmhmm," mumbled Dannie through the pacifier. She took the milkshake, gobbled it down, and went back to her room. It wasn't long until a businessmen came nervously into her room. Dannie jumped off her bed where she had been watching some hard core porn and got down on her knees in front of him. She hurried his zipper down, took out her pacifier, and hungrily slobbered on his cock. Her ginormous tits almost made her lose balance as the jiggled away. The john groaned and Dannie felt a wave of pride. After 10 minutes of noisy slurping, he blew his load in her mouth. Dannie was overcome with the taste. Her no-salt diet had left her with a deficiency and a craving she didn't know she had until now. She milked his cock for all its worth until he told her it was enough. She sat on the floor savoring the taste in a daze and dreamed about her next customer. She thought about how wonderful it was and was slightly irritated she had missing out on the fun. She planned to make up for lost time. Tabitha's brothel now had its newest super star cocksucker. Further subliminals had encouraged Dannie to absently carry a teddie bear around the brothel as she greeted the customers. They also encouraged her to limit her vocabulary and talk in an overly simplistic matter. Between these changes, her pacifier, and her outfit, most customers thought she looked like an oversexed little girl and they loved it. Her new routine consisted of nothing but cocksucking and milkshakes. She almost didn't want to take the time for her monthly meeting with Trixie, but she did want to get some strap-on action. For Dannie, the only time she was unhappy was in the mornings and early afternoons. Traffic in and out of the brothel was slow and sometime Candy or Tawny didn't need any servicing. Dannie no longer had to clean the house since she was a good earner and the downtime was tedious to the vapid blonde. One time she was walking through the house when she bumped into Marco coming out of his own room. He had just woken up and was going to the bathroom. Marco had forgotten to put on a robe and Dannie could clearly see the outline of his large cock in his speedo. Dannie pulled her pacifier out and gushed, "OMG, Mr. Marco ya sure got a big dick." She was frozen in her tracks just twirling her hair. "That's right chica. I bet I could show you a couple things if you want to step into my office." Dannie had never had anything but oral sex with a man before, but the thought of his member had her heart racing. She ground her foot into the ground and mumbled, "Ummm...ok," and skipped into his bedroom. Marco wasted no time pulling off Dannie's panties, hiking up her skirt, and plowing into her ass. His large cock stretched her tight little hole to the limit. While he was pumping away, Marco tried to reach her engorged nipples. Her boobs were basically supporting her off the bed and felt wonderful as she grinded them against the satin sheets. Dannie still had her pacifier in her mouth but it didn't stop her from shrieking away. It was much rougher than sex with Trixie and you could almost hear Dannie high-pitched moaning above the regular ambient porn movie noise. Marco flipped Dannie over so he could maul her tits. Dannie was in heaven. She felt like singular anal nerve rubbing his cock in-and-out. Over the next half hour, she had 4 orgasms and she may have passed out somewhere along the way. She woke up in pool of cum. First she licked it all up and the she got dressed hurriedly to service incoming clients. This new liaison became an almost daily occurrence along with he r other sordid activities. Dannie now was entranced my Marco's tool and constantly compared it to the hundreds of other cocks she serviced in a week. Try as she might, she could find no equal. A couple of weeks later, Dannie noticed that Tawny and Candy were getting a lot of customers while she was sitting in the lounge area with her Teddy. She observed that Tabitha was working in the brothel that day and approached her office. "Umm..uh Ms. Tabitha?" "Yes pet. What can I do for you?" asked the buxom mistress. "Umm.. I kinda saw that Candi and Tawni got alotta boys today and I don't got none. Why not?" "Well you silly little ditz, nobody wants blowjobs today and you have your nasty little boy bits. Men can't fuck those." "Oh," Dannie mumbled and look down at the floor dejected. "Listen honey, you've certainly earned your keep these last few months. I think I could spring for the doctor to get you a sex change. Would you like that baby? "Oh boy, would I! I could get so many more boys then!" cried Dannie. That next week, Marco took Dannie to the doctors and had her new vagina made. After a suitable convalescence period, she was back to work at the brothel. She was one Tabitha's most eager employees. She certainly used each hole that god or science had given her. Her SRS surgery had been a complete success and her clit was more sensitive than ever. Eventually she was moved to a bigger brothel with some of the high priced performers. There, she was able to share a room with Trixie. Who obviously was never convinced to go back to her life as Tricia. Dannie barely even remembered when she got into Tabitha's employ. One night the two girls were giggling away at some silly porn movie that was playing on their bedroom screen. They were comparing their boobs to the actresses on film and Dannie was staring at the different schlongs parading through the movie. "Gosh," Dannie thought, "this is the bestest time ever. I get hang out with by BFF Trixie and look at cocks all day. I truly love cocks. I don't know what I'd do without 'em" With that, she grabbed the strap-on and rolled over on Trixie for their usual night's activities. Ain't true love grand? Feedback is very welcome. I can be reached at [email protected].