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Becoming Karen for Real (Ending 2) By: Rachael Free Who would have ever suspected that I would be in the situation I'm in now. I can't believe it myself. Just a few long months ago I was a heterosexual male who loved life to the fullest. I did have a little secret though. I loved to crossdress but only in the seclusion of my own home. My how things have changed. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz It was Friday afternoon and I couldn't wait to get out of work. My job was OK but it wasn't what I wanted to do the rest of my life. I loved teaching and consulting and saw myself going into business for myself in the next few years. I just needed the "jump start" to push me out of my nice, secure spot. This week in particular was very tedious and very tiring. Al I could think about was going home to relax and shoot down a few glasses of wine enjoying my favorite hobby. I was just like any other Joe, the only difference is, I love to dress up in women's clothing and become Karen in the seclusion of my own home. Hi, my name is Karen and I have to tell you my story. In boy mode I'm known to the world as Kevin. I'm 5'10", 170 pounds and a little out of shape. As Karen, I wish I could lose a few pounds to make me look better and more curvy. I love my butt but my legs need to be a little thinner to match my body. I always have some type of woman's clothing on at work and have pushed the envelope more than once wearing a bustier under my shirt (or blouse) and put on some mascara to highlight my eyes. I have had my beard treated with lasers so I never have to shave again. Oh how I always hated that ritual. I'm stuck in this little cubicle at work so no one really knows what I do in the confines of my "office." I even wear some heels under my long pants at times. I have to walk carefully though so no one hears the click, click of my heels on the floor. My ears are double pierced and I always wear my diamonds in the upper holes and I love the feel of hoops in my lower ones. I wear earrings everyday and no one seems to even care. It was five o'clock and bewitching hour. I was invited out with a few guys but declined making up some excuse that I was busy. I really was, but just with myself. I shut off the computer and grabbed my things. I was going to need my stiletto heels tonight so I threw them in the bag. I love how they feel under my desk during the day. The thrill of wearing them in the office is incredible. The thrill comes from being caught though. The office cleared out fast so I decided to wear my babydoll's home. My pants fit down over the heels so no one really knows I wear them. I walk by the bosses office and give a little wave. Walking outside is always a thrill to as I delicately take each step down to the parking lot, giving a little extra wiggle in my step. There usually isn't anyone around so I can play a bit. The car door unlocks and I sit in the seat, swinging my legs in like any other girl. A girl doesn't want to give anyone a show now does she? Driving home was boring and I parked my car in my space. The parking lot was full and I got out, grabbing all my things and sashaying into my apartment. Inside, I dropped my work things, got a glass of wine, took off my shirt exposing my bra and camisole, put on a silky top and dropped my pants. I couldn't wait to put on my little jean skirt that was hanging in my room. I stepped into it and loved how it caressed my bottom. I walked back into the living room with more feminine wiggle and settled into the couch in front of the TV. I got up once to get more wine and loved how comfortable I felt in my things. After a quick bite I was getting kind of bored so I decided to hit one of the local bars. Of course I couldn't go out as Karen so I changed out of my skirt and top and selected a tight pair of jeans and a button down shirt. The shirt hid my bra and camisole but you could make out the panty lines under my jeans if you looked closely. From afar, I looked like any other guy. If you got up close and touched me, you could tell I was hiding something. The thrill of doing something naughty is what I loved. The bar was packed and I chatted with a few guys and some girls when I was approached by two girls. I found out they worked for as nurses, for a doctor in town. We talked a lot more and chatted about the usual boring stuff. We were the same age too (late twenties). I really seemed to hit it off with them though and we spent the rest of the night talking among the three of us. We hit last call and agreed to go out for breakfast together. My two new friends, Mandy (Amanda) and Caroline, commented on how much of a gentleman I was and how they loved talking to me. I didn't seem to have the same old same old macho thing going. In fact they were surprised on how much I knew about style, fashions and color. We did talk about quite a bit that night. Mandy, Caroline and I went to a local restaurant and we sat in a booth, laughing and giggling about the guys in the bar and getting to know each other better. We got up after eating and Mandy came up to me and gave me a hug. I forgot I had on my bra and camisole and hoped she didn't find out my secret. She stepped back and I saw a little smile on her face. Caroline hugged me too and I felt her hand move across my back as we hugged. She too was smiling. We checked out and went to our cars. The girls suggested that we go to my place for a nightcap. I told them I only had red wine and they didn't seem to care. I asked Caroline to come with me but she jumped in with Mandy as we drove to my place. Once inside, the girls looked around the place. I'm glad I put my skirt and top away. I poured us a glass of wine and toasted to our new friendship. The glass hit my lips as Mandy moved and "accidentally" spilled her drink all over my shirt. The red wine with the white shirt was a mess and the girls began to unbutton it so they could rinse out the stain. I froze knowing they would see my camisole and know I was wearing a bra. The skirt came off and Manda told me to come over to the sink so she could rinse out my camisole. The girls didn't even flinch seeing me in my silky camisole. Once Mandy rinsed out the stain she blotted it dry. Caroline came in saying she cleaned out the shirt as they got our wine glasses and clinked to their new girlfriend. This was getting weird. They were so cool about it. Mandy then said, "I thought something wasn't right about you. First, you knew too much about clothes and new fashions. OK fine. But how you talked about matching colors confused me. In the restaurant I could see an outline under your shirt too and had Caroline touch your shoulder while we ate. She nodded to me that you were wearing a bra and, oh well, we just had to see what else you liked. I was a little humiliated and was blushing when Caroline said, "Now, now, no blushing. We like girly boys, don't we Mandy?" Mandy nodded and I felt their hands roam my camisole, feeling around the edges of my bra and snapping the bra straps. They led me into the living room and asked me to drop my pants. They probably suspected that I was wearing panties and hose and as I unbuttoned the top and let them fall, they gave each other a high five. Mandy sat down and patted the couch next to her. I sat down and Caroline sat right next to me. Mandy reached over and lifted my chin giving me the sweetest kiss ever. I could feel Caroline rubbing my bra under my camisole as Mandy and I kissed some more. Caroline also reached into my hose and panties finding my now wet member. Caroline stroked me as Mandy kissed me, nearly shoving her tongue down my throat. I was now hard and near the verge of letting go when Caroline lowered her head and took my throbbing tool in her mouth. The soft feeling and warmth made me cum instantly. Caroline made sure not to miss a drop either, as Mandy massaged my chest and kissed me with passion. Caroline then came up to me and took over with her mouth on mine. She hadn't swallowed though and all my cum was swapped with me while we kissed. The warm sticky fluid filled my mouth and Mandy told me to swallow. I had never tasted anyone's cum, including my own. The sticky, slimy goo was on the salty side but tolerable. I cleaned out the cum as Caroline licked my lips. The three of us just sat there looking at each other for a second when Mandy began laughing. Caroline joined in and I also began to laugh. What we just shared between us is something you would read about in those fiction stories. No one would ever believe it. Mandy was stroking my head saying I made too pretty of a boy. Caroline rubbed my chest, fixating on my hard nipples. Mandy then said, "We want to see what else you have in your closet. What should we call you now? Your not Kevin anymore now are you?" I dipped my head and softly said, "Karen, I'm Karen when I dress up." "OK Karen, let's get up and give us a show." We went into my bedroom and they saw the skirt and top first. Caroline giggled and grabbed them having me step in the skirt and helped me on with the top. Mandy chose a pair of 4 inch lack heels too and I stood there while they walked around me, commenting on how pretty I looked and what I needed to do to look better. "But of course she needs to shave closer and look at her pubic hair, that needs some major work. The comments went on and on as they had me spin, twirl and even pose for them. Caroline then selected one of my little black dresses and off with the skirt and top. Mandy inserted my breast forms into the cups of the bra making sure I was adjusted right while I slipped into the dress. Caroline zipped it up for me making sure it fell into place. She giggled as the dress clung to my curveless body. "We really have to do something about that now, don't we Mandy?" I tried on all my other clothes in front of them. They seemed to be more interested in the clothes though. I still looked like a boy from the neck up. After putting the jean skirt back on and the silky top, Mandy and Caroline whispered and then Mandy said, "OK Karen, pack a few things, but only girly things, you're staying with us for the next few days. Hurry now." My mind was moving ten thousand miles an hour after the recent fashion show. I threw all of my (Karen's) bras, panties, hose, shoes, skirts, tops, dresses and even gowns in a suitcase. My makeup bag was also ready with all my jewelry and perfume. Caroline undid my ponytail, fluffed up my longish hair and put on some lipstick and mascara saying that they would do a better job later. I grabbed my purse and Mandy whisked me out the door. All of Karen's things were now in the car with me. We all hopped in her car and found myself in front a big house in the country. Mandy and Caroline giggled the whole way home talking about procedures, lifts and other medical things. Mandy stopped the car and said we were home. I got out and grabbed my bags as Caroline took my arm and led me inside. "This is Daddy's home but he's in Europe the next four months. Caroline and I live here too. Mommy lives in New York so we're here all alone. You can use the guest bedroom next to Daddy's." Mandy grabbed my bags and showed me the bedroom. It was really nice with a canopy bed, pink walls and fluffy pillows spread across the bed. It looked like a girl's room when Mandy said, "This is where I stay while Daddy is home. I'm using Daddy's bedroom while he's away so you can use my room. You should find all the things you need in the closet and in the bathroom." Mandy pulled me out of the room and down to the bar. She made some more cocktails for us and we sat on the couch laughing and giggling like three girlfriends. It was so neat being accepted as one of them. We sat and talked until the sun came up and Mandy suggested we get some sleep. I followed Mandy upstairs and she threw me a pink babydoll with matching panties. I changed quickly and she pulled back her covers, inviting me to share her bed with her. I was very turned on and snuggled up against her warm, soft skin. I held her close and that's the last thing I remembered for a few hours. Someone was touching my shoulder and I opened my eyes to see Mandy in a bikini next to the bed. Okay sleepyhead, time to rise and shine. The sun's hot and it's time for a tan. I got up and Mandy said, "Here, this should fit you." It was a bright pink, two piece, full coverage bikini. I held the ensemble up and she told me to hurry up, drinks were at the pool. I fumbled with the panty bottoms and put the top on over my forms. Mandy had used the tape on my forms so they stuck to me even without a bra. The fit needed some work to cover the edges of the form but everything seemed to be tucked away pretty good as I wrapped a towel around my waist and headed off to the pool. We laid around, drank lots of alcohol and just spent the day basking in the sun. Mandy ordered some food and had it delivered to the pool area. I was a little anxious seeing this young hunk deliver the food and flirted a bit with him. I could even tell he had a bulge in his pants when he left. We laughed some more as we devoured the food. The sun was going down so Mandy suggested we use the hot tub. The three of us got in with some more cocktails and enjoyed the relaxation. My skin was tingling from the sun and I got out to see how red I was from laying in the sun. Mandy noticed and told me she had a bottle of aloe that would take away any hurt and heal my skin fast. We went inside and she had me strip down to nothing. The breast forms were still attached and Mandy worked the silky cream all over my body. I definitely sported some serious tan lines though and when they filled in with color, I would have a killer tan. The cream felt wonderful and my skin felt cool, soft and wonderful. Mandy gave me a halter sundress and a pair of skimpy panties to wear. Some pink lipstick set off the dress too. I also wore a pair of white 3 inch sandals complimenting my sleek legs, and colorful dress. Mandy had changed into another sundress and Caroline joined us wearing a similar dress. We looked great together, sipping on even more drinks. My blonde hair was fluffed up from the pool water and it seemed to just cascade over my shoulders. Being with these two girls was really fun and Karen got to live out her fantasy as being one of the girls. Saturday night ended with nightcaps in the bar. We were now very loose from drinking all day and very relaxed. Mandy put on some sot music as Caroline and I danced together. I wasn't Kevin, but Karen. I felt like a girl as Caroline stroked my hair, touched my face and kissed me very gently as we swayed to the music. I had to sit down feeling a little flush. Mandy and Caroline picked up on dancing as I sat there watching these two beautiful creatures hugging, kissing and caressing each other to the soft beat of the music. Ending 2 I sipped my drink, finishing it and began to feet a bit weird. The room was spinning and Mandy and Caroline were smiling. Darkness hit and I was out. I woke up in the canopy bed with light shining through the window. I could see I was in a very pretty lavender babydoll that enhanced my breasts. MY BREASTS! When, how, what? I had breasts. They weren't forms either, they were real. I felt my body and my waist hurt. I reached down lower and felt my boy under my panties but my balls were gone. My ass felt like I was on a pillow and my face hurt a bit. Slowly I sat up and looked in the mirror. Staring back at me was a very tanned, very pretty girl with long blonde hair. My stomach hurt as I crunched up. My breasts were huge and I swung my legs over the edge of the bed. I stood up, holding the canopy for support and saw how curvy I now looked. My breasts were perky and full, my hips were also much fuller and my waist was at least six inches smaller. Mandy opened the door and came up to me giving me a hug. "Karen, I hope you're feeling OK. We knew you loved being a girl so we helped you live out your fantasy. Caroline and I used Daddy's procedure room and the two of us helped you with a few changes. I hope you're not mad at us?" I was still trying to figure out what was going on when Caroline came in to the room. "Oh Karen, you look simply beautiful." She took my hands and looked me over from the tips of my toes to the top of my head. "I love your tits the best." She cupped them and tweaked my nipples sending a shiver down my spine. "Nothing but the best for our girl." Our girl! Nothing but the best! What had they done to me? Mandy helped me with a silky robe and into a pair of fluffy mules and guided me to the kitchen. She helped me sit and gave me some orange juice and some pills saying I needed to take the pills so I could get stronger. I swallowed the pill sand drank the juice. I was really hungry too and munched on a few donuts. The girls then went on saying, "After seeing you so happy as Karen, we needed to help you. We knew you wanted to be a real girl and we wanted to help. We're both nurses in Daddy's plastic surgery office in town. He also has a little procedure room in the basement for "private" cases. We had all the things we needed to help you be a girl so after a little nip here and tuck there, wella, you're Karen for real. Of course we kept your private. That surgery takes too long and is very complicated. You have all the necessary curves and have the form of a real woman now. Isn't it fun?" I listened and immediately thought about my job, my apartment, and most importantly, my life. Caroline and Mandy went on and on about being a woman and how the three of us can now chase men together. I wanted to believe this was all a blur and I would wake up from a dream. Mandy then gave me a shot waking me from my confusion. "Ouch, that hurt," I said. "Sorry baby, that's to help balance out your hormones. We have to keep up the injections for the next month. Aren't you lucky Caroline and I know how to give you the proper dosage and the shot's though?" The next few hours flew by as they told me what they did, how fast I healed and how pretty I would finally be after everything healed. Mandy suggested I take a shower to wash myself off. She helped me into the shower and I loved how the water felt, running down over my body. I used some very fragrant shampoo for my hair and some conditioner Mandy told me to use. The soap smelled like lavender and I washed my soft, hairless skin. Mandy had my hair removed with a laser so I wouldn't have to worry about shaving anymore. My hands caressed my new tits and I followed my body down, felling the new contours. All my scars were already healed. How long had I been here? After the shower, Mandy helped dry me and put some sweet lotion on my skin. I looked in the mirror and I had tan lines already. Mandy said my first day helped give me some natural lines and they helped with some other treatments while I was recovering. I had a dark tan like the girls in Florida. Wow, I looked hot. Mandy helped me with my bra and panties. The panties fit perfect, hugging my ass just right and the strapless bra held my new tits perfectly, lifting them and pushing them together for maximum cleavage. Mandy kissed the tops of my tits and then kissed me on my soft lips. She smiled saying she loved her new girlfriend. I then put on a skimpy halter with a frilly white skirt. I didn't need any hose with my tanned and very silky legs. Mandy then sat me down and fixed my hair. The wavy curls flowed around my face and the soft locks gave me an almost angelic look. A quick touch with some makeup and I was done. Bright pink lipstick made my now collagen enhanced lips fuller and very kissable. Some 3 inch sandals slid on my feet and I now noticed the perfect pink colored manicure and matching pedicure. I stood and couldn't believe it. I was a total vision of beauty. Mandy took my hand and led me downstairs where Caroline ran up to me and hugged me. She then locked lips with me and gave me a deep,, soulful kiss. Wow, her kiss took my breath away. She stood back taking in my beauty, touching my breasts, running her hands down my body and pulling me back to her to kiss her again. Wow, I was getting hot. Mandy then yelled out, "OK girls, time to party." We spent the next few hours chatting, laughing, sharing stories and I asked all sorts of questions about my procedures and how long I was here. I found out I was out for two weeks. The procedures were pretty simple and they used the latest techniques for minimizing scars. The removal of fat and redistribution in key areas gave me my new hourglass form. The implants were also new and were softer than anything on the market making my breast very sensitive as well as soft as real ones. My body would even conform to them better as my own breast growth would make me even fuller. A few nips to make my eyes fuller and tucks to smooth out my hips and I was done. I didn't need much on my face except some collagen and a new skin filler to smooth out some contours. Overall they were very pleased with the results and no one would ever be able to tell unless they were a surgeon. Of course, the final surgery would be up to me. They would help arrange everything but that would be my decision. The paper from a week after I came here reported an instructor came up missing and that no foul play was suspected. The apartment was clean, all valuable still remained and there was no evidence of a struggle. It was the conclusion of the investigators after all their interviews with my neighbors, coworkers, bosses, friends and family that either I left to find another job or just left to escape the boring life I led. What about my Mom and Dad and sister. I never said goodbye or anything. I wonder how they were taking my disappearance. Once I got myself together I would have to call them and tell them I was OK. I know they would be worrying about me. For the most part, I was a total recluse and everone thought I was a bit strange anyway with the long hair and earrings. All of Karen's things were gone from my apartment, luckily, so no one suspected anything sexual with my disappearance either. Little did they know? I spent the next few months in the house, acting like a maid and cleaning the house while my two girlfriends were at work. Sex was incredible with me still being able to get an erection with the help of some little blue pills. Slowly though, the pills stopped working and I was used as a lesbian lover for my two girlfriends. Mandy came home one night and told me that Daddy would be home in two days and that I had to move into the third bedroom while Caroline shared the guest room with her. I was already sleeping with either one or two of them every night so what was the difference? She told me that Daddy thought she was gay and having Caroline in the room with her would settle his questions. Well for all intents and purposes we were all lesbians anyway and Mandy was gay. My useless tool failed over two weeks ago. Daddy needed to meet me first but Mandy didn't think he would object to my living in the same house with him. We readied for Daddy to return when Mandy came up with a great idea. I had gotten so used to cleaning and servicing the house that I should become the real maid. Caroline and Mandy chatted together as I listened to the crazy plan. They giggled on how pretty I would look in a maids outfit, how they could still have fun with me, how I could stay here with no problems and on and on. They did make sense and I would just fit right in without any questions. I could even use and live in the maids quarters downstairs. It was set. Mandy went shopping and bought at least six sexy maids uniforms, shorter than short and real frilly. Caroline had me go to the salon and get my body done. My body was pampered with massages, facials, seaweed treatments, hot stone massages, mud packing and about everything else on the list. My hands and feet were given full treatments and I was given a wonderful makeover including instructions on makeup, skin treatment and hair care. I was exhausted but very beautiful after my day of pampering. I got home at 6 PM in time for Mandy to show off my new maid's uniform. I was in shock. She got the sexiest, shortest, frilliest, most exposed set of uniforms you could imagine. They must have come from some kinky online store. Mandy told me to hush and said her father would love having a maid as sexy as me. I had a pink dress, red dress, cream dress, black dress, grey dress and a peach dress with matching frilly panties, hose and caps. Mandy loved her selections. I was to have Sunday's off and could dress any way I wanted. I needed a job and didn't have much of a choice now did I? Mandy had me model her selections while she drank down some Martini's. I even had to make some for her and serve them to her while I curtsied. I don't know if I liked this idea after my introduction to being a servant. I though I would just be a maid. Mandy and Caroline talked while I prepared dinner. Making dinner in this short outfit was a pain as well as the 5 inch heels I had to wear. My boobs were also popping out of the tops of my dress making me glare at them whenever I looked down. I finished the meal and asked the girls to come to dinner with me. I was about ready to sit when Mandy said the help ate after they did. I looked at her with disbelief but she was very firm and said that I was to wait until they were done. Walking back to the kitchen, I was crushed. Mandy seemed to turn on me and I don't know why. Caroline seemed quiet too and seemed to pay more attention to Mandy instead of me. After dinner I cleaned up the plates and Mandy said I could eat. I was ravenous and finally ate. Caroline came in and told me to be patient. Mandy was going through a tough time and she needed me to be strong. Strong, I needed a tranquilizer to handle her moodiness. I finished cleaning up and went into the living room. Mandy was laying on the couch staring at the TV while Caroline was sitting next to Mandy stroking her head. I tried sitting next to Mandy but she kicked me away. I could tell Mandy was trashed and Caroline was close to being a mess herself. I looked at the two of them groping around and just wanted to go to bed. I left them alone and went to my new room. It was small but was OK. I had my own bathroom so at least I had some privacy. I changed and slipped into a nice silky gown for bed. My skin liked the silkiness of the fabric and I drifted off to sleep without wasting a second. I was awakened by Mandy opening the drapes and letting in the light. "OK sweetpea, time to get up. Daddy comes home today and I want him to be pleased with his new maid. Come on honey." Mandy was being real nice to me. It felt good again having her like me and treat me nice. Mandy helped me undress and I showered as she arranged my clothes for today. She chose the pink ensemble for my introduction to Daddy. After showering, I fixed my hair in a nice updo and then did my makeup. I wanted everything to be perfect for Daddy. After I dressed, I proceeded to do some last minute cleaning. The house was immaculate and I was proud of what I had accomplished. Mandy and Caroline were also very nice to me the entire day. It was almost 3 PM and Daddy was due home. I heard a car door close and Mandy asked me to answer the door. I opened it only to find a man in his 30's and he was a total hunk. He looked at me and smiled as I curtsied and said my name was Karen. He patted my ass as he entered the house. Mandy and Caroline ran up to him and hugged him while he traded deep kisses with each girl. I wondered if this was really Daddy. I mean he should be at least 50 years old if I did the math right. The girls fussed over Daddy as I moved his bags to his room. I dare not unpack anything yet. It may be too forward of me right now. I joined the girls and Daddy in the bar as Daddy looked at me and asked me to twirl for him. I blushed a bit as I twirled on one foot, almost falling over. He smiled and told Mandy she chose well. What did that mean, chose well? Mandy told me to get dinner ready and I hurried to the kitchen while the three of them partied. I quickly made some pasta with a fresh marinara sauce, salad and fresh spinach. The dinner was served and the three of them sat and ate. I of course, waited until after dinner to eat. I poured wine throughout dinner and I felt Daddy's hand on my ass more than once as I served the girls. Dinner ended and I cleaned up. I ate cold leftovers but at least had some dinner. I joined the threesome in the bar again and Daddy told me to strip out of my uniform. I stood there scared and Mandy touched my shoulder saying it was OK. She unzipped the back and I lowered the uniform down to the floor, stepping out of it along with the fluffy petticoats. I was standing in front of the girls and Daddy in only my bra, garter hose and heels. I tried covering myself but my tits were too big. Daddy clapped and told Mandy I was perfect. He asked if everything went according to the plan and they told him everything worked out just perfect. Daddy came up to me and kissed my neck and then laid a big one on my luscious mouth. His masculine smell was intoxicating and his strong arms took a hold of me. I was facing him as he felt my chest and sucked on my tits. I was getting hot and turned on and my nipples were getting very hard. He nipped at them with his teeth and sucked on them very hard hurting them a bit. Daddy stopped sucking my tits and pushed me to the floor. He opened his belt and lowered his pants and boxers revealing a massive cock. I had seen some big cocks in my life in the gym but this thing was huge and thick. It was already semi-hard and Daddy looked down at me saying, "OK baby, make Daddy happy." I knew what he wanted and got in front of him, taking his cock in my thin fingers, encircling it with my bright pink nails. It took two hands to go around the massive organ. Caroline and Mandy were on the chair making out and giggling as they watched me play with Daddy's cock. I finally got up enough courage to lick the tip. His pre cum was already oozing from the tip as I licked it clean. Mandy was moaning while I licked the shaft up and down and took the massive head in my mouth. My silky, lipstick covered lips slid over the head and down his cock. I couldn't take much in my mouth at first. This guy was real big. I felt Daddy's hands on the back of my head as he pulled my head closer to his body, forcing his cock further into my mouth. I tried to resist but finally tried to relax as I stroked the base and bobbed up and down on the shaft. It was only a few minutes later when I felt him tensed up and release a load of cum into my mouth. All I could do was swallow as I felt another load soon follow. I swallowed again and then again. Was he ever going to stop? Two more eruptions and he finally subsided. His tool softened a bit and I licked him clean as I gazed up into his eyes. He was smiling at me and stoked my head saying I was such a pretty girl. At that moment, I felt like I had pleased him, pleased Daddy. Daddy pulled up his boxers and pants as Caroline and Mandy came over to me and hugged me telling me that I was now a little cocksucker. The next thing floored me as they had me sit on a stool and proceeded to tell me about how I was chosen and that I was going to live my life as Karen the slut from now on. Daddy was an old friend of my sisters who went on to become a very successful surgeon. Daniel (as I knew him long ago) was pissed that my sister broke up with him because of me telling her he was cheating on her. He vowed to get back at me someday but I never thought it would ever happen. Daniel tracked my life and career and set the trap for me with Mandy and Caroline who I now found out were two close friends of my sister too (Molly and Heater). Sis had dissed them in high school because she wouldn't try a threesome with them. I thought I knew them when I first met them but let it pass. This was getting weirder by the minute until they told me one last thing. I would never try to escape from the house because I had been given a drug that needed to be neutralized every day. If I didn't get a shot to stop the activity in my system, I would go into shock and die. I found out I was now a slave to the girls, Daddy and this house and would never leave. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx My life went on as maid and servant to Molly, Heather, and Daddy. My life became a daily ritual with me preparing food for breakfast, cleaning up the house, preparing lunch, cleaning again and finally preparing dinner for three if not more. My body adapted to the hormones I was given every day and my chest blossomed even more. My man made curves softened too and I became a little doll. Daddy even worked on my little buddy only to find out he was an expert at creating female genitalia. I now had a beautiful vagina, labia and a very sensitive clit. The girls loved it when I would lick them to orgasms and they also provided sexual relief for me too. Experiencing an orgasm as a girl was incredible. In between the lesbian sex, Daddy would fuck me silly whenever he got the urge. I became very proficient at giving blow jobs, swallowing gobs of cum, eating pussy and fucking in every position imaginable. Anal sex was also a huge turn on for me. I basically became one of their sex toys, destined to never leave. One day I found Molly and Heather crying in each others arms. Molly told me Daddy was killed in a car accident and that we had to move out. His estate was willed to his brother and he was taking over ownership in a few weeks. I was devastated too. I needed my daily injection so I could live without going into shock and dying. What was I going to do? Mandy looked at me and actually laughed. "Silly girl, we only told you that so you would be compelled to never question staying here and following all our orders. You never had a harmful drug. The injections were strong female hormones and boy did they ever turn you into a sexpot." I was crushed. My whole life as Karen was a sham and I was turned into a cocksucking, cum eating, pussy licking whore. I had no where to go, no one to call and no place to stay. I couldn't try calling my parents or my sister. I was now a whore named Karen, not a man named Kevin. Molly and Heather packed and I packed all my things, uniforms and all. My wardrobe grew and the uniforms were used less and less as the kinky clothing invaded my closet. I would be Little Red Riding Hood, Little Bo Peep, Dorothy, a Nurse, a Clown, a Cat and so on. My costumes became my daily wear and I really had no other real clothes to wear. Molly gave me a short black dress to wear the day we left so I didn't look ridiculous on the street. Molly and Heather still had jobs at the clinic and found an apartment in town. I was allowed to stay with them for just a few days until I found work had a place to live. I had been away from work for some time now and forgot what I even did as a guy. I was pretty proficient as a maid but there were few jobs in town for maids. Molly suggested I try the "Velvet Hands Lounge" and set me up with an interview the next day. The Velvet hands Lounge wasn't in the best section of town and the clientele weren't high class gentlemen. I wore my short dress and met the owner. I thought I could be a waitress but once he saw my knockers, he wanted me in the show. I didn't have much of a choice really so I found myself stripping for most of the night, luring men to give me money for a quick feel of my tits and sitting on their laps, getting them all hot and wet. I made even more money if I took them in the back room for one on one lap dances. Well of course it usually involved a blow job or even let them fuck me if they paid enough. There was no chance of me getting pregnant so who really cared. I saved enough money to finally buy a car and get out of this situation. I lost track of Molly and Heather and decided to go back to my home town and see if I could find my parents or even my sister. Finding my old house was easy and I learned both my parents had died two years earlier. My sister still lived in town but no one really wanted to talk about her. I found out where she lived and decided to see if she would see me. I thought that the Velvet Hands Lounge was in a seedy area but my sisters place scared me. There were drunks on the street, winos sleeping in the alleys, drug dealers on the corners and other low life's all around. I found her apartment and knocked on the door. I was swearing a short skirt and colored top so my beauties were covered. I didn't want to upset her too much with the change. The door opened and I saw a woman with ratty hair, a cigarette in her mouth, her top torn and wearing a dirty skirt. She didn't have any makeup on and looked horrible. Her eyes were sunken in and she looked like a mess. I recognized her as my sister but I had never seen her like this before. "What do you want honey? I've got someone coming here soon so be quick. What do you want?" I could barely talk but finally said, "Maddy, It's me, Kevin." She stopped and just stared at me dropping her cigarette on the floor. I picked it up as she looked me over. "You must be on drugs or something sweety, my brother Kevin died a few years back and by the way, you're a girl, not a boy." My eyes welled up and I began to cry as she helped me in and sit down. I was bawling as she patted my shoulders saying, "Now, now, stop all this fuss. Like I said I have a date soon and you have to go soon. Now what's this about my brother Kevin?" I began to talk fast, way to fast for Maddy to understand. She told me to slow down and I proceeded to tell her about Daniel and Molly and Heather. She perked up as I told her about how I was drugged and turned into a two bit, cocksucking whore. Maddy just listened and tears formed in her eyes as I went on about how I was treated and how I became a stripper and slut to earn a living. Maddy was quiet the whole time and when I finished she took my hand. Kevin, I guess your Kevin still to me. Daniel found me four years ago waitressing in the diner in town. Mom and Dad weren't doing so well and I needed medicine and doctor's help. Daniel offered his help for a price. Mom and Dad had all the drugs they needed but I was to become his personal whore. Daniel would show up at my apartment, fuck me, beat me and whore me out to his friends. He despised me for dumping him in high school and took out his vengeance on me. He got me hooked on drugs and now I'm an addict Kevin. I turn tricks for money too. I'm nothing but a low life whore. We were now hugging and holding each other between the sobs. Maddy was holding my hands tight as she looked into my eyes. "Kevin, I know you've been through some tough times too. I have to tell you though, you look simply beautiful." Here was my sister, strung out on drugs, worrying more about me that herself. "I can't keep on calling you Kevin now can I? What should I call you?" I smiled and said, "I'm Karen now, or you can call me by my stage name if you want. I'm known in Jerseyville as Monique." Maddy laughed and said she'd rather call me Karen. Maddy's trick knocked on the door and she told him to beat it. I helped maddy get cleaned up a bit, helped her fix her hair and even put a little makeup on her face. She still looked a mess but somewhat presentable. The two of us left and went to a quiet diner for some food. We talked or over three hours reliving our youth, Mom and Dad and how devastated they were when I came up missing. Maddy was fuming over Daniel, Molly and Heather's kidnapping of me and transforming me into a cocksucking whore with a functioning pussy. She actually felt worse for me than I did her. Maddy and I spent the next week weaning her off the drugs. I had enough money for a few more months and stayed with Maddy until she got over the bad times kicking the drugs. We packed up her things, as meager as they were, and we hopped in my car, off to anywhere but here. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Today, Maddy and I live in a little house in the country. I clean the house, make the beds, do all the cooking and make fruit pies almost every day. Maddy takes care of the chores outside, paints the house, takes care of the car and loves being outdoors. After we left town, we got a lawyer to get our parents estate released to Maddy. He set up a trust that Maddy couldn't touch until she was older. Well, she was older all right, old enough to secure the money. My dad was a shrewd investor and we found that we didn't have to work and could live the rest of our lives in peace. We both have beaus that call on us and we love double dating. We're both pretty hot chicks and, well the sex, that's another story......