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Becoming Brandee
Chapter Thirteen:
I think I was telling you all about my publicity and promotional tour
before getting side-tracked by hygiene issues in the last chapter. Let me
fill you in on a few of my adventures with some fascinating audience
members who've won the "Win a date Brandee" contest at the end of each
dancing performance.
Most of the time the guys who win a date with me tend to be very sweet and
shy guys who are just happy to go get some ice cr?me with me. After my
first porno, Brandee's Ice Cr?me Social, they all seem to think that
buying me ice cr?me is the perfect way to get me to like them. I hope I
don't gain any weight from all the cherry vanilla cones I eat. Anyhow,
most of the time we end up talking and they are really, really sweet to me
and don't even ask me to sleep with them. Richard keeps telling me that,
to them, I am this famous movie star and that they are intim...intime...
intomatoes...no that can't be right...they are sacred of me a little. Can
you believe that? Scared of little ole me? Isn't that the silliest?!
However, there have been times where the winners have been just so wild
and very interesting guys to say the least. Richard seems to blend
vanilla ones with wild and kinky once to "shake things up" as he likes to
say. Two non-vanilla adventures come to mind quite often.
"Brandee, are you talking to yourself again?"
"Oh I guess it happened again, Richard."
Okay, I might have to whisper so Richard doesn't think I am more air-
headed than I already am. I sometimes think there are people, like
readers of a story, who can somehow hear and see me. Come closer, so when
I talk, Richard can't hear me.
Win a Date with Brandee, Adventure # 1:
The performance was over and I was still so wide awake from this
particular gig in Pittsburgh and actually looking forward to being taken
out on the town. However, Richard informed me that tonight four guys had
won dates with me. It seems that they were part of the same group and he
Okayed it. There were a few requests about my dress that I had to comply
with. I didn't mind as it was a very femmy look. I put my platinum
bleached blonde hair into adorable pig tails held in place by very cute
pink ribbons. Pink hot pants and a tight white tube top and my feet in
pink four inch mules. I also wore a pink leather collar that Richard
placed a leash on as he handed me over to the four men who were told that
I had to be back by ten o'clock the next morning.
Richard told me to be especially compliant and also to be the best maid
they ever had serving them as they were going to be playing poker before
getting around to playing with me. I grabbed my apron and maid's cap and
curtsied sweetly as I was introduced to them. Mark, Mathew, Luke and
Perry were their names and they were all multimillionaires in the big
block home supply industry. Additionally, Richard said that not only did
they win a date for me but they actually paid to win the date with me.
That confused me a bit because somehow that didn't really seem like wining
a date with me fairly. But, after being told that a silly bimbo like me
couldn't understand how high finances altered such concepts of fairness I
quickly quieted.
"Think of this as a 'side' encounter like you might have at the Turbulence
Club only with more and bigger players who have some unique and extreme
desires towards you. I expect you to be a very good girl and do what they
say, Brandee. They are safe men and I have worked with them on other past
projects of mine. Remember, I would never send you into harm's way.
There is always a safe word you can use if you want to. However, the
evening should prove to be more interesting and unusual than anything you
have experienced before. I'll see you tomorrow at ten. Gentlemen, I am
entrusting to you my most precious possession. I know you will bring her
back content and happy and, of course, unharmed." And with those words,
Richard kissed me on my cheek and gave my leash to Luke, or was it Perry?
We got to the home that they had rented at a near-by resort. In the SUV I
learned that I was actually to be Perry's birthday present and that the
others were along to enjoy their gift of me to him. They were all quite
friendly and sweet and treated me like the cute bubblehead I am. Once
inside, I was told to head to the kitchen and fix some snacks and bring it
to them as they went into the living room to start their poker games.
I whistled contently to myself as I arranged veggies, dips and meats in a
perfect presentation on my tray. When I entered the living room I was
flattered by their wolf whistles and compliments. I was ordered that
whoever had a winning hand would get to have me sit in their lap and
receive at least one kiss. This was a super fun idea and I totally liked
it. Each man had their own cute way of showing me their appreciation.
After kissing Matthew, he'd slap my tushie every time I got off his lap.
Mark would always try to hold me in his lap even after the kiss was over.
Luke was a boobie grabber and well, you know, would always grab my boobies
as I kissed him. And Perry was the sweetest always calling me "his pet."
"I mean, isn't that the sweetest?!"
As the stakes won got higher so did my rewards for them. Kisses were soon
replaced by my soft hand jobs, which in turn were replaced by my luscious
blow jobs. Though they felt like winners so did I as I relished being
able to please every single one of them. But, somewhere in the back of my
little pleasured-filled mind I kept on thinking that Richard said this was
going to be an unusual night. I imagined that being the object of desire
for four men was a bit different but it still seemed tame to me. Well,
little did I know then how much things were about to get quite
interesting.
"Don't you think it is time for your birthday present, Perry?" called out
Matthew, unseen from the bedroom where he was rummaging through what
sounded like plastic bags.
Perry, motioned for me to sit on my knees beside him. I obediently did so
looking up at him smiling as he petted the top of my head. He took out
the leash and attached it to my collar and bent down.
"You have been such a good pet, my little princess," he whispered into my
ear. And then so no one else but me could hear, he said, "I have always
wanted an obedient pet just like you. It is time for you to be my cuddly
canine. My pretty, precious puppy."
Things felt all swirlly and strange. But, at the same time I was also
feeling content, safe and happy. I got this flash of knowing that trigger
words were just used. A thought flashed through my mind that if I felt
like at anytime I was in over my head all I had to do was say my safe
word, ?enough' and things would return back to normal. I looked up at
Perry, no, that wasn't just right. I looked up at my master now with
curious eyes as I tilted my head to its side waiting his next words, or
was it, his orders.
"Sit, Princess."
I sat back on my haunches looking at Perry with dumb curiosity.
"Brandee, we are going to play a game of make believe. Would you like to
play a pretend game?"
I scanned my memory for all the pretend games I've played in the past with
Julie, Richard, and men at the club as "side" adventures to my waitress
job there. I had been a nurse, maid, sexy librarian, fairy princess and
it all had been in great fun. So, yeah, I was way okay playing make-
believe here.
"So do you want to play a pretend game, Princess?" repeated Perry.
"R-ruff! Oh my, did I just bark? I know I said ?yes' in my head but
it came out as a yes in doggie language. Okay, let me try again.
"Arf, arf!" , willingly exited my mouth. Oh, I get it. Perry
must have said a trigger word to me and now I was a puppy. This could be
way fun. But, it was also important that first I could feel taken care
of. I hoped I could still say the "safe" word if needed instead of only
making puppy sounds. So, I turned my head to face away from Perry and in
a voice so quiet that only I would hear I soon felt relieved that I could
still say my safe word in human-speak. With this safe feeling secured, I
made the decision to see where this pretend game would take me. I relaxed
my mind (which is still like so easy for me to do) to allow the hypnotic
suggestions to direct my actions. I turned to look up at Perry and then
puppy walked over to him and laid my head on his thigh. Looking up at him
I just made a quick "Yip!" smiled and wagged my tail.
Perry smiled down at me while he petted my head and pig-tails.
"You are such a good girl!"
That triggered me to start licking his free hand in broad puppy strokes.
I felt content.
"Sit, Princess!"
"Ruf!"
Perry continued, "Now, princess, I am going to go into the bedroom to
prepare myself for my birthday present and I want you to be a good puppy
for my friends here."
With that, my master went off to the bedroom and the other humans just
stood smiling at me as I started panting with my doggie tongue. "Riff,
Ruf!"
"C,mere, girl," ordered the human named Mark. I crawled over and sat at
his feet. While the other humans started other preparations beyond my
point of vision, Mark had set up a mirror so that I could see what was
going on at my lower puppy level. In the mirror I watched as Mark used my
lip liner and pink lip gloss to outline and then fill in a cute puppy
snout on my nose. I yipped happily at how cute I looked. Then he added a
large pink bow to my collar and little pink bells to my nipples with
clamps.
"What a pretty puppy," I yipped in agreement.
Matthew had returned from the kitchen with a doggie bowl filed with water.
I puppy-walked, jiggling brightly, as I went over. Soon, I found myself
slurping up my water greedily. I was pretty thirsty.
With my tongue hanging from my mouth, water droplets dripping unto the
floor I turned my puppy head towards Luke who had brought in a large
circular doggie bed.
"This is your bed to rest and sleep on, pretty puppy."
I scurried over and with a few circular trips around myself settled into
my doggie bed resting up on my forearms. As all this was happening, I
could feel my thoughts simplify even further. The humans seem to make a
lot of sounds but mostly all I could make out were things like, "sit,
down, good girl, and come here." Everything else seemed like gibberish.
I spent the next few moments going back and forth from drinking out of my
water bowl and resting on my doggie bed happily prancing around for my
human masters and occasionally yipping for their attention. This was
pretty simple and comfy.
The three humans went and sat down on the couch at the far side of the
room. The bedroom door opened and out crawled Perry naked except for a
black leather collar and Doberman mask.
I couldn't understand any of the words that the humans were saying but
they seemed to be getting excited about the entrance of this other dog.
"Rrrroooof!" barked Perry/Doberman.
Instinctually, I felt curious, cautious, and submissive to the larger male
dog. I got out of my bed and crawled two feet closer to the big dog and
yipped a few times. Then I squatted down close to the floor as he
approached. Perry/Doberman was now inspecting me with sniffs and hot
breath. I, in turn, squatted even lower as I moved my nostrils
to make contact with his male scents and parts as he passed me. Making
small puppy noises I raised my bottom up in the air in a show of total
submission. Within seconds, Perry/Doberman had mounted me from behind.
His already well lubed cock was inside me as I fell deeper into contented
submission. Something clicked in my mind that his cock was not only in me
but knotted within me as well. Oh my! I yipped and barked as
Perry/Doberman thrusted again and again, his weight pinning me to the
floor. Within seconds he was giving me his seed which in turn might make
me have puppies. This was so elemental and animal. I was so elemental
and so animal.
Soon Perry/Doberman was spent and he disconnected from my happy bottom,
stood up and seemed to become more human and less dog as he walked off to
the bedroom. The other humans seemed wide-eyed with disbelief.
Mark/master reattached my leash and walked me over to my doggie bed and
told me to go to sleep. After a few visions of chasing Frisbees and
burying bones in holes I was soon asleep.
Funny story: Some time during that night I woke up with the intense need
to pee. I had drunk a lot of water from my bowl. No one had yet released
me from my puppy state of mind with another trigger word so naturally I
went doggie style to the front door, barking and scratching at it in an
effort to wake a human to take me outside. Luckily, I woke Matthew/human
who was sleeping on the couch who finally walked me outside so I could pee
in the back yard. Once outside I scurried to a near bye tree, squatted
and relieved myself. Ah! Okay, human I yipped, .
Early in the morning, I was awoken by Perry who whispered the releasing
trigger words.
I rolled over sleepily and whispered, "Did you have a good birthday?"
"The best ever, Brandee. Your playfulness is so enjoyable. And, how are
you? You okay?"
"Arf!" I barked, knowingly aware, that I was totally no longer under the
influence of the hypnosis or in the land of the Furies. "I am glad I
could fulfill your fantasy, Perry, in a safe and creatively kinky way.
And later, when he awakens, please thank Matthew for taking me outside. I
wouldn't have wanted my nose swatted with a rolled up newspaper if I had
an accident."
Win a Date with Brandee, Adventure #2:
Like I said earlier, most of my "Win a Date with Brandee" winners are
pretty tame and I end up on pleasant but short dates. However, I want to
share one other interesting adventure I had with you all. Once again,
this involved a man who paid to win this contest. I really don't think
that is fair at all and I've tried to talk to Richard about that. He told
me that from here on out he would respect that the winners have to be
picked fairly from a drawing. That made me happy as I really believe in
being fair to everyone. Anyhow, this really is an interesting adventure
that I want to tell you about that had with this guy named Alex.
After leaving the club where I was performing, Alex quickly took me back
to his apartment after winning his date with me. He hardly spoke to me in
the car ride there at all. At first, I thought he was just shy but then
when I was talking away like the chatty Cathy I can be sometimes he said
something that I can't even remember but instantly whatever he said made
me go quiet and stiff. Clearly, I just discovered another trigger word
that I wasn't told about. I whispered the "safe" word under my breath so
only I could hear it and knew that I would be safe and decided to just go
with the flow. I sat very still and for some reason felt like a blank
piece of paper.
"Much better. Dolls don't talk."
When we got to his house I found it difficult to walk taking stiff steps
to his door and needing his assistance. Once inside his living room I was
placed in a chair and he tilted my head in a manner so I could look at
him. Clearly, I was being posed like a mannequin or doll. And, as my
nipples noticed right away, his house was freezing.
"There is absolutely no doubt that you will be the prettiest doll I have
ever played with."
Up until that point I hadn't noticed what was in Alex's living room
before, but even though I could hardly move my head much, I could see
shelves of all sorts of dolls. There were old-fashion creepy porcelain
ones with their haunting eyes and frozen skin, Dolls from the 30s and 40s
with their tiny, red and waspish Kewpie doll lips, and Barbies galore.
"No harm is going to come to you, Brandee. You can always use the safe
word to stop our game. I hope that you don't. I just want to make you
over into the kind of toy I really like. "
Makeovers? I so like makeovers. Bring it on Doll-boy, I thought to
myself, knowing that he could see the hint of a smile on my lips.
"Stay right here."
Like I had a choice. Sheesh. I was as immobile as one of his toy dolls
already. Alex scurried off to another room while I contemplated why his
house was so cold. He returned with a large cardboard box and the
happiest smile on his face, like a kid on Christmas morning.
Slowly Alex undressed me, including removing all my jewelry. Now I was
even colder, my nipples standing at attention and my little hormonally
challenged weenie even smaller due to shrinkage from the cold. I was laid
face up on the carpet. I watched with silent fascination as he pulled
latex items from his box.
"This is why it is so cold in here, Brandee. I want to transform you into
my own latex sex doll. The temperature is to keep you as cool as
possible."
Ah, now I got it. Hurry up, I was thinking to myself. I was freezing.
Lifting up my arms he powdered my limbs and body and then pulled the tight
latex body suit over me. I even had doll fingers now encased in unmovable
plastic and fingernails colored sex doll red. He rolled me over to close
the Velcro snap at my neck. Once that was done he rolled me face down and
I was incredibly aware that I couldn't move unless Alex moved me. My doll
skin was made of tight latex and I was really starting to look like a
plastic mannequin. The good news was that I was no longer cold. He
slipped the sluttiest looking skirt and tube top onto my new sex doll
body. I was set up in a chair and sat frozen as he placed contacts in my
eyes.
"This is to keep your eyes from drying out and so you can see everything
that is happening to you."
Then he pulled a latex mask from his box. It was similar to those girl
faces you'd see on sex dolls, just girlie makeup colors and nondescript
features. He placed the mask over my face. I had the reddest roundest
mouth that only cock sucking dolls have along with a blank expression of
girliness. A curly blonde wig was affixed to my mask. Then he started
blowing up my latex breasts. Now, you know I am not a small-chested girl
anymore with my ample implants but I guessed after he filled my latex
breasts with air I was now a 50FF.
Lifting me off the chair he took me into his bedroom and placed me down on
his bed. Above the bed was a large mirror and I was transfixed at how I
looked. Alex was admiring me and looking for the surprise in my eyes. He
was clearly pleased with his work.
"You are my most beautiful creation. I have a fetish to turn people into
dolls and mannequins and you are my most realized creation ever, Brandee.
You make me want to put you in a box, wrap you in cellophane and sell you
to customers at an adult book shop with only me knowing that there is a
real live person inside the doll." Oh my!
Gazing at my reflection, the only thing that remained looking like a real
human girl was my size. Other than that, I looked like a newly unwrapped
and blown up sex doll. I was so fascinated. My breasts looked like
something created by a science fiction movie director of the 50s with the
world's biggest breast fetish.
"I love that you are so pretty and so helpless in there, Brandee," said
Alex as he sat me up in his bed and started to surround me with other blow
up girls who had no real humans in them. I was no more animated than
them. Then he brought over a giant blow-up male sex doll and put his arm
around my plastic shoulders.
"I hope you like your new boyfriend, Brandee."
My latex friend was not the most talkative boyfriend I ever had but right
now I wasn't much of a sparkling conversationalist either. I was however
fascinated being part of Alex's doll collection and was enjoying him
posing me and my latex lover in all sorts of erotic doll poses as he took
our pictures. He'd download them to his computer so I could see them as
he set me up for the next shot. I couldn't believe the doll in the
picture was me. I was enjoying the tightness of the latex, the helpless
feelings and seeing me as such an object for gratification. I had visions
of me in my box, up on a shelf of an adult book store deflated, waiting to
have my breasts inflated by a lonely man who'd stick his cock between my
painted hard plastic mouth. I was so sure that I would be an inflatable
sex doll with "incredible sucking action." Little did I know how right-on
my doll thoughts were. Alex clearly could no longer contain himself after
indulging in his fetish these past hours and positioned me at the side of
his bed so my plastic mouth was now facing his cock and my enormous
breasts cushioning me further away from any man I had ever been while
sucking his cock.
"Suck like a blow up doll, Brandee."
Alex really didn't have to even say that as the triggers from my hypnotic
suggestions were already encouraging me to automatically suck on him
mechanically with every pressure and action of my mouth equal with the
other. I was a sex doll. My reason for existence was to give this man
his kinky heart's desire by allowing him to make me a rubberized object.
Who was I to disappoint? And, I wasn't disappointing Alex at all as he
grew with each mechanical "incredible sucking action."
At the point when I thought he would climax he pulled out of my mouth and
turned me over on his bed and pulled down my cheap skimpy plaid doll
skirt. He had positioned my latex pussy directly over my true nest and
soon entered me. I remained passive as the doll I was letting him have
his way with me, continuing to make the automated sucking sounds from my
mouth. I would have to make the sounds until he turned me off and he knew
that and I could tell it excited him further. I too felt an excitement
knowing that I was actually being penetrated in my "pussy" having nothing
now but female doll anatomy which was being used. Oh my, here he comes.
Oh my!
Alex certainly exploded with amazing freedom in my pussy as he continued
to maneuver my pelvis to find all the motions which he knew only a latex
sex doll could provide him. And then there was his release and his drop
onto my inflatable loveliness with my mouth still on automatic, sucking
air.
A minute later he said, "Click," and I stopped, frozen, listening to him
breathe, feeling the heat from being encased in latex that not even the
highest air conditioning setting could cool down.
I laid on the bed as Alex left the room with my arms extended up in the
air like I was waiting the next embrace of my human owner. He came back,
unfastened and removed my latex mask and held my head up tenderly in his
hand as he fed me water from a bottle. Whispering the trigger words to
release me from my doll trance I felt the coolness of the air conditioning
on my sweat covered face. I looked up and smiled at him as he continued
to hydrate me. A look of appreciation was tenderly forming in his eyes
and he started to cry softly. I was aware that I gifted him with
something that few people might do and I was pleased to do that for him.
Wiping away his tears, Alex told me that Richard would be by soon to pick
me up. I sat up and let him remove my latex skin slowly turning me into a
"real" girl as if he were Gepetto and I, a girlie Pinocchio. It was
really quite tender.
I scooted off to take a shower, redo my make up and dress before Richard's
arrival. And when I was picked up by Richard, I excited through Alex's
front door but then turned back to face him. He didn't have to say it but
I saw it in his eyes..."You were a real doll."
Author's note: I hope you have been enjoying this playful series. Please
send any polite comments to the review section of Fictionmania or to me at
[email protected]. Be well.
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