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Report by Jodi John Moyer slammed the phone down in frustration as his contact on the street gave him the bad news. It had been six months since Barry Simmons had disappeared and it had effectively put a halt to John's story to bring him to justice as the corrupt Mayor's assistant. He sighed as his editor called his name across the news room and his shoulders slumped as he made the long walk to the office. "Johnnyboy I think it is time you moved on to a new story and forgot the whole Barry thing. He is gone and no one knows whaere he is. Hell, he's probably dead as many bad figures as he dealt with. I have a new assignment for you and I think it is perfect to help give you a break at the same time. The moral thumpers out there have their panties in a wad and since most of them subscribe to this paper, I want you to do a story for me. It involves the dominatrix that was recently discovered living here and doing business for the past few years and word has it more than a few 'upstanding' citizens in our community pay her a visit now and then. I talked to her and she has agreed to let us do the story as long as our reporter agrees to stay with her for a few weeks. She claims that she runs a legit business and since prostitution has been legalized, she figures it will help with business if the whole story gets out. I want you to make sure and please the subscribers with your investigation." John rolled his eyes. "Are you really serious about this. I have won a pulitzer and you want me to cover some bdsm outfit?" The look on his editor's face told him to let it go and take the assignment and John left with the address. John pulled up to the large mansion and a sultry voice asked his business and opened the gate. He drove up in the circle drive as a sexily dressed woman in a chauffer's uniform took his bags to the door and asked for his car keys so she could park the car for him. He had to fight staring as her curvy body filled out the uniform completely and the cleavage spilling through the top kept making his eyes wander. He composed himself as another woman with a similar wet dream of a body, but wearing a maid's uniform took his bags and took him to his room. She had a sexy raspy voice, much like a woman that smoked all her life, and he could not help finding himself hardening as he followed her. Her ass swung provocatively as she walked in some of the highest heels he had ever seen. She smiled seductively at him and gave him further instructions for meeting mistress later. Soon he got a message from the maid and was invited to the basement where the woman waited. It looked like any office a businesswoman would have and was surprised at the professionalism of the dominatrix as she invited him to sit. "I am glad you are here John. First I am called Madame Bri, but everyone in my home calls me Mistress. You are not one of my slaves, but when we are in their company I would ask that you do the same so that they don't get any ideas of undermining my authority. Second, I will tell you what I do." John had his pad out and began taking notes. "I help people. Men and women are both my clients and I help them discover who they are meant to be. All of them arrive here and certain requests are made and I fulfill them. To start us off I will show you my latest work." He followed her through what looked like a dungeon and shook his head at the kinky things people paid for to get off. He smirked to himself as he followed her only to have his mouth fall open when she pulled open a curtain. A stunning blond with huge, obviously, fake tits framed by a leather harness, sat at a makeup table putting lipstick on two very puffy lips. Her cat-like eyes were painted as heavily in purple and her long lashes batted sexily as she looked at them in the mirror. She turned and bowed her head as she welcomed her mistress. John stifled a laugh as he thought of helium and her tits and shook his head at the joke he had made to himself as she spoke. Bri smiled, "This is Barbie. She has been here for a few months and is to be married in a week. She came here and it was requested she fit what her fiance' desired. You get a treat tonight John. She has earned one last orgasm for good behavior before she goes and I need your help." John's cock was hard at the thoughts he was having after that statement and she led both to a room that had only a table. Barbie was bent over the table, her tits hanging around each side as Bri strapped her to it. She put a gag in Barbie's mouth and John noticed it had what looked like a rubber cock attached to the inside and he watched it disappear erotically between the bee stung lips. "Now, John, I want you to fondle her tits while I use this dildo to bring her off. If this is too much, you may excuse yourself. I just want you to see that my slaves love serving me and pleasure is what I am all about." John smiled and shook his head, unable to speak as the mounds filled his hands. The nipples were already small rocks poking his palms as he squeezed. He paid no attention to Bri as she lubed the dildo and inserted it into a strap Bri had around her waist, until he heard Barbie begin sucking on the gag as Bri slid the dildo between two very plump ass cheeks. He looked down and saw her eyes gazing at him glassy with lust as she moved her hips as much as she could to meet her Mistress's thrusts. Bri looked down and smiled as the dildo easily slid in and out of the well trained ass and she could see the bulge in John's pants as he held the expensive tits and watched the show. She could hear Barbie's frantic sucking as she began to get nearer to orgasm and decided it was time to see how John would react to the big surprise. "John, she is about to cum and I want you to see how fun it is to watch." John was cursing the lucky bastard that was going to marry this awesome beauty when he looked at Bri and watched her slide out of Barbie and stand aside. Her hand kept working between the cheeks and he felt Barbie stiffen, her tits jiggling in his hands, as her body quaked and he gasped as he joined her. He stood in shocked embarrassment, but his mind was diverted as he saw a stream of cum arc into the air from between the cheeks and land across the room. Barbie moaned as another followed and John's foggy mind began putting A and B together. Bri smiled as she saw John lean over and fill his pants and she grinned when she saw him realize what was happening. "Yes John, Barbie was once a man." Bri leaned and pushed a button, hailing a maid to come in and take Barbie back to her room and for another to take John to his. John stood in awe, his hands still holding the mounds that belonged to some dude that had been turned into some guys wet dream and he wondered who would want such a thing. He blushed as he heard her moan again and noticed her eyes rolled into her head as she continued cumming though the arcs had stopped. Later he was in his room sitting in front of his laptop as the cursor blinked. He could not think of what to write or even how to start as the events that evening replayed in his mind. Soon he gave up and went to bed and found himself stroking his cock lightly as he remembered the tits. He cursed himself for even being turned on by watching some guy that was now, what was the term he had heard used by his perverted workmates, shemale? He shook his head and tried to go to sleep, but decided he would leave that part out of his story and began jerking. He would wake the next morning, cock still in hand ready for one more round. Bri went into Brabie's room and found the maids fitting her for her wedding. She smiled and kissed Barbie on the cheek telling her how much she would miss her. Barbie blushed, "That hot stud that helped you tonight seemed familiar. I hope I meet him again someday." Bri laughed, "Barbie dear, you will meet many people that seem familiar when you rejoin your fiance'. After all, the mayor is a very popular person." Barbie giggled as Bri continued, "Besides, I think after yesterday, that stud wants to see you again someday too." Bri flipped her phone as she made a call. "Yes Barbie is ready. You two will make quite a splash this weekend. No she has no memory of a past life, or the embarrassment she caused you as your assistant,but be ready for moments when she thinks she is remembering. She is to ditzy to really figure it out, but be sure and keep her mind on the important things like sex and shopping. Phase two is underway." She closed her phone as the man on the other end thanked her with a laugh. The next morning John was summoned and he made his way downstairs to the basement feeling as if he was hungover. His cock ached and he shook his head in disbelief as he thought of the marathon masturbation session he had the night before. "I have not jerked that much since I was a teen." He cleared his thoughts as Bri walked in the room. "You look like you did not sleep well dear. I hope it is not the accommodations," Bri said, knowing full well how he had spent his night watching him on the camera in his room. "No of course not Br.... er...Mistress, it was just a crazy day yesterday." John glanced at the maid next to Bri and saw her eyes widen when he almost said Mistress's name. "Very well. Come with me. I will let you observe a regular customer today with a special kink." John followed and saw a man hanging from the ceiling naked, his hands bound inside two cuffs linked to chains holding him off the ground, his back to the window through which John observed the latest slave. "This is Mr. Smith. He is one of our city's upstanding citizens so his name and identity will be kept from you. My clients know they are treated with the utmost secrecy, not that I care, but they pay well and I enjoy my living." She spoke into a microphone,"Candy, put the hood on Mr. Smith and turn him before treating him." A maid in the room curtsied and did as she was told. The man hung, his cock almost small in the cool room as it hung limply barely passed his balls. Candy knelt and kissed it and stroked smiling as he groaned, but John noticed his cock did not respond. "Mr. Smith has a fetish for panties and cannot get hard until he wears a pair. He and his wife no longer share a bed and he comes here for a fix so he won't get caught at home." Candy now held a pair of silk panties and she gingerly worked them up his legs. Candy was careful not to touch him as she pulled them over his limp cock and stood back. In seconds a large, very heavy looking cock strained the panties so that the elastic waist opened just below his stomach. John was in disbelief that a man could be so turned on by a garment but not a woman. Bri told him to follow and they entered the room. "He has an hour to hang there and get his fix. He will be allowed to cum, but not in the panties, so we will be back for that later." John was puzzled as she gave Candy some instructions and sent her away. "Mistress," he interrupted, smiling to himself for remembering, "I don't get it. How does a man get so turned on by a garment, women's underwear to boot?" Bri smiled, "Oh so you have never tried on a pair of your mom or sister's panties? John blushed, "I was an only child and my mom walked out when I was two." Bri patted his arm, "Oh dear i am sorry. You really should try it sometime." Candy walked up with a silver tray and a pair of silk panties like Mr. Smith's on top. "Take these and try them. Or if you are not inclined to just enjoy holding them for fun. Oh, and if you do, shave from here," she pointed at his waist, to here," pointing at the middle of his thighs, "completely to get the most out of it." She winked when she said that and Bri laughed and John followed suit, nervously putting them in his pocket to be polite. Bri smiled and knew John would struggle with the idea, just like he did last night and they walked up to Mr.Smith. "Now darling, you have been good today letting another man see your clitty so hard in your panties. I will let you cum today for being so good for me." Mr. Smith moaned as Bri wrapped a garter belt around his waist pulling it down so that it trapped the head of his cock inside the panties. "Now remember the rules. You have to wear your soiled panties to the store and buy mistress a new pair." Mr. Smith nodded as Bri tapped him and stood back as Mr. Smith began rocking his hips back and forth. "The garter adds a little extra as the clips tickle his legs. I intend to have him in stockings soon enough." John watched in awe as the panties were soon transparent as the man seemed to have gallons of cum. He never touched himself, only made the panties rub what little he could against his cock and now he was shivering in orgasm. Candy approached and began to unbuckle his limp form as Bri invited him into her office. "So do you ever have anyone not pay?" John asked as he tried to get back into reporter mode. "Occasionally. Most end up as full time slaves to pay me back or someone else takes up their debt. Wendy one and Wendy two please come to my office. Seconds later two identical ebony maids walked in he had not seen before, both gagged with ball gags, dark cleavage spilling out of their uniforms. John could barely make out rings atop each nipple showing through their tight uniforms as he worked his way down passed their small waists. He stopped before he could take in their long legs as each one had the outline of a hard cock under their panties causing their aprons to tent. "This was a city councilman and his wife from another city I worked in. they have been with me for years. His wife became a bimbo for him and he tried to not pay so I convinced him to join her. I made a few adjustments to her as well so they could both enjoy their time together here. She has a replica of his cock and believe me that was not cheap, but he gave me his fortune and his house was paid for so it was no problem." John was in awe of the work this woman could do and the fact that people asked her to do it. She had them turn and the most amazing fleshy asses were presented as both were parted by white thongs. His jaw dropped as Bri told them to clap. Bot began shaking their ample bottoms making a "smack"ing as they did. Bri was smiling with glee knowing John had no idea both of these maids were Harvard grads with MBAs now happily clapping two huge asses for their mistress and her friend's amusement. He made a mental note, as the maids looked at him with big brown eyes as if both would love to jump him, or bend him over, any second, to research any councilman that up and moved the passed few years. Bri told John the rest of the day was for her slaves to clean and her to rest and take care of some business, so he went to his room to relax and try to write. The cursor just sat there blinking as John stared at it. Getting up, he went into the bathroom to change into some shorts and pulled the panties from his pocket. He laughed to himself and went into the bathroom. Inside he stood naked and picked up the panties, curiosity taking hold. He looked at the shower remembering what Bri said and shrugged, "Who would ever know?" He opened a cabinet and found his shaving gear and nticed a drawer inside. It had some sort of lotion that simply said, "For a smooth shave with no razor burn." He shrugged again and decided to try it as he had never shaved like this before. He stepped out sometime later felling his smooth ass and marveling at how much larger his cock looked bare. He walked into the bedroom holding the panties and trying to muster the courage to put them on. He saw a note on the bed and a pair of garters lying beside it. "Thought you might want these if you took me up on my offer. No pressure, I just forgot to offer them to you. Sleep well. Tomorrow is another day." John shook his head and had to laugh. "She just will not quit. Oh well, I was told to get all the info I could from this experience, so I might as well get a feel for the other side as well," he thought as he opened the panties and stepped in. He almost gasped as his freshly shaved skin was assaulted with the feel of the soft garment. His eyes widened as his cock instantly began to grow. He shook his head in disbelief as he stroke himself softly through the panties. It was incredible, just as if he was being rubbed by a woman's soft hand. He eyed the garter and soon had it buckled. It took a moment for him to figure out how to position it but soon felt the clips on the front and back of his legs and he shuddered. His bed had been changed so that he now had satin sheets and an idea formed. He lay on the bed and began humping his hips, the garter's clips sliding against his legs and the smoothness of the sheets against his silk covered cock, making him rock faster until he erupted generously into the panties. The next morning, he woke to find himself straddling his pillow, his face in a pool of drool. He sat up and found the bed where he lay and the pillow were both soaked with cum as the panties stuck to him. He got up in a panic peeling the panties off and hiding them in the hamper. He got dressed and went to breakfast, forgetting about the garter as he hurriedly tried to put the night before behind him. "I just spent the night cumming because wearing a pair of women's underwear turned me on, "he thought to himself. "this is crazy." Bri met him at the table and smiled as she watched the disheveled man walk down. They made small talk and Candy approached and whispered in her ear. "John, we have a problem," she loved how his face flushed when she used a new tone with him. Candy handed her the silk panties and Bri looked them over. "Now John, I said you could try them, not that you could cum in them. I will give you one more pair so that you can wear them again, but no more. Don't worry, what happens here stays here. I am glad you are experiencing new things and i think it makes you a better reporter to understand both sides of the story. I applaud you professionalism." John didn't know what to say as Candy handed him another pair. "Go ahead John. Put them on so we can begin our day. I think wearing them all day will be a better way to enjoy the feel of them." He went into the bathroom and dropped his shorts, realizing he was not wearing any of his own underwear and still had the garter on. He blinked and thought, "What the hell?" and put them on. He rejoined Bri and not another word was said about the panties as she took him to a new room. A strange machine was there and Candy soon brought in another hooded customer. "This customer paid for this machine so he could come her and enjoy his fetish. He was heavy as a child and his mother was a fitness nut so she would put him in girdles to make him "presentable" to her friends. He discovered, when he got older, corsets and found tg websites with pictures of men being laced into one. Now he is married and asked not to be touched by another woman, so he bought this machine to come her and get corseted." John looked confused, "Corseted?" "Yes, the machine laces it up automatically. It is set for him, but a few sizes smaller and he steps into the machine, as he is doing now." John watched as the machine closed the garment around the man and began working the ties in the back, the man jerking with each pull. It only stopped, John noticed, to allow him to exhale so it could go tighter. Soon it was laced and the man stepped out. John's eyes widened as the man now had a very small waist and figure that would make most women jealous. His brow furrowed as the man approached a dark corner and bent over. "This is the part I introduced him to. Now he has to have it as he has been naughty putting on women's corsets instead of a male girdle like his mommy taught him." A "SMACK" resounded through the room and the corseted man jumped. After about ten swats he pushed the "off" button and stood, arching his back hands on tapered hips as his cock let out a long stream. Bri clapped, "Isn't it great that he can be made so happy from something his crazy mom did to him. This is why I do what I do, most of the time," John didn't notice her glance at him as he watched in wonderment as the machine was reversed and let the man free. A few more customers came and went, many women wanting to be dommed or made into a maid for the day. He recognized one as a socialite, but decided to respect Bri and not tell anyone, though he would never look at her the same as she humped the sir in her double dildo panties thanking her mistress for permission to cum. Later he sat in his room in his panties and garter, cock aching after being hard most of the day and watched the cursor blink. He thought of the "tg website" comment and logged onto the internet and began searching. Soon he found sites of men corseted and was in awe of the way they looked and acted after they were laced in. He looked at his own gut, patting it as he thought of the beers that had helped create it and decided to take a walk. He put on a robe and went to he basement and found the room with the machine. The corset the customer wore was still hanging on it and he looked around to see how the machine worked. He stepped on the pad and heard a "whirrr" and found himself held still as the corset was pressed against him. He couldn't cry out because every time he exhaled to inhale the machine pulled tighter. He was a bit larger than the man that had used it earlier and could soon barely breathe. Soon it was finished and he stepped out. He inhaled in short breaths and saw his reflection in a mirror. "Wow," he thought. I would never have guessed my body could look like this. Such a weird place.I do feel a bit naughty sneaking around a strangers house playing with other's toys. Speaking of toys. I always did like it when my ex smacked my ass. I wonder..." John had just turned off the machine his back arched, panties around his knees, as he heard a voice. He hid and Candy came in and looked around before leaving, figuring he would unlace it in his room. John knew might get caught if he tried waiting to get the corset off and made his way back to his room only to find it was locked on by the machine. Still in a panic, he finally decided he would have to sneak back down the next night to have it removed. He sat, head in hands, and wondered what was going on with him. Just a few days a go he was a hard working reporter and here he was in a corset, cock, balls and ass shaved smooth, hidden beneath a pair of panties that kept him in a constant state of arousal. He had cum more than he could remember in the past 15 years and, as he felt the cool wood of the chair on his tender ass, he added being spanked and cumming again as a result. He decided he would cut his trip short after one more day so he could get the corset off and leave this place. Wearing a button up shirt, John met Bri the next morning and hoped the shirt was enough to hide his girlish figure. She smiled as he walked in, impressed with his ability to hide his naughty evening. "Come in John. Today I have a favor to ask so that you can see one of my almost finished slaves. You probably remember a story of the high school football coach getting caught with a cheerleader, well she is visiting today. Not the cheerleader, but the coach. She is wonderful." She sat John in the chair he had first seen Barbie sitting at. "She is shy and will not allow any man to see her until we are finished. She has been living with a slave I let go a few months ago and comes by for her continuing feminization. Her wife came with her the first day and left her here as part of their divorce settlement. I really want you to meet her, so I need a favor. Will you let me make you more feminine? I understand if you say no, but I really respect your professionalism so far and want to share all of my secrets with you. Besides you already have the corset so the figure is there." John looked up shocked as Bri tore the buttons from his shirt. "Wow, that is tight. You really have a pleasing shape now. Yes, I know everything that goes on in my house and have video in case you were going to ask." Speechless, John knew what "everything" meant and he nodded slowly without speaking as Candy and the two ebony maids came in and began plucking and painting. His legs were soon smooth and stockings clipped to his garter as heels were strapped on his feet. His head was covered in a long dark wig as his face was made up and lashes attached to his eyes. In less than an hour John disappeared behind his new fetishes and look and he followed Mistress to another room, wobbling slightly in the heels and having to catch his breath. Bri smiled as she held John's hand and admired how pretty her maids had made him. His cock was harder than usual and she admired the girth and the way his panties held it so tight to his body. "Remember, you volunteered for this. Everything up until today you agreed to or did on your own. I so hoped you would as I have such a great time planned for you and your story. Here she is." The former coach turned around and John's cock pulsed trying to grow even harder. The blond cheerleader turned and jumped up and down. "Yea Mistress! My top is getting so small. Isn't great?" John was stunned as he had interviewed the thirty something coach many times when he worked the sport beat. Now he looked like a bubbly 17 year old, but with a pornstar body. "Who's this mistress?" Bri introduced them, "Tami, this is Joan." Tami jumped and gave her a hug, crushing the massive tits into John's corseted chest. "Oh Hi Joanie. Isn't mistress great? She gave me a whole new outlook on life. Am I almost ready to go back to school mistress? What if the boys don't like me. I'm not as pretty as the other girls. I know, I see them walk by the house everyday." Bri held her hand, "Well you just have to make them. You are as pretty, but not as smart so use the gifts I gave you and make people happy. You start Monday." Tami blushed, "Really? Kewl! I can't wait. I will make you proud." Mistress gave her a peck and Tami locked her red lips to Joan's and her tongue worked as Joan returned it, trying to not show her shock and she felt Tami press into her hard pantied cock as she did. She grabbed Joan's cock, "Mistress before I go, can I suck Joan's big clitty. She looks so tense and it looks so yummy." Bri grinned, "That is a wonderful idea Tami. Joan has had a big week and that is just what she needs." John moaned as his cock was released and immediately devoured by the wet, warm mouth of Tami. John looked down into Tami's wide lust filled eyes as she greedily took his cock. He heard Mistress say something but was too caught up in the expert blowjob he was receiving from the former coach. Footsteps approached the the entire household gathered around, each stopping to run a hand across Joan's curves to Tami's steadily bobbing head.Candy stood just out of sight beside Mistress as the chauffeur and another maid knelt on each side of Tami and pulled her cheerleader top up exposing her perfect mounds. The ebony twins kissed and one turned around lifting her skirt as the other easily slid between the fleshy cheeks of her partner's ass and slid her cock inside. John moaned at the erotic show before him and briefly wondered which of the transformed couple was giving and receiving. As if reading his mind, Mistress walked up behind him and whispered, "I don't even know anymore and neither do they." John grunted at the soft voice and the memory of the asses putting on a show just days earlier. He felt Mistress run a hand under his panties as the chauffeur gently caressed his balls through the soft material. "DO NOT cum yet sweetie. Dig into that stamina you built up wit those night long masturbating sessions you enjoyed so much." He moaned as she ran a cool wet finger over his hole and felt it become slick as she continued. Candy walked up and slid a ball gag and harness between John's parted shiny lips and clasped it tightly over his head followed by a pair of leather cuffs holding his hands behind his back as Mistress slid a finger into his hole. John grunted as she leaned in and whispered again, "Now if you can keep from cumming for five more minutes, you will have proven to me and yourself that you wish to remain John. If not, the orgasm will be the signature on your contract that you wish to become Joan and live this life from now on. You will join your sisters here until you are ready to be introduced to your benefactor." John's eyes widened beneath the leather straps crisscrossing his face. "Benefactor!??" he thought as he felt a warm tongue begin caressing just behind his balls. He looked at the clock as the seconds slowly ticked by then at the happy couple as they swapped places and continued, to Tami who now had the chauffeur lying between her legs and lapping hardily at Tami's new pussy. The maid was doing the same to the chauffeur and he wondered if she used to be a man as well. The one thing he noticed for the first time is how happy they all were. Their lives were centered around looking sexy, serving Mistress, and hot dirty, kinky, sex. He felt another finger slide into him, deeper this time and touch something inside. He blinked for a moment and looked at Tami as she deep throated him and received the pent up load. Mistress pumped her fingers in and out of him as Candy held him to her face, arms wrapped around shaking legs as the orgasm continued. It took on a domino effect as moans resounded throughout the room as everyone joined in and his hazy mind thought he even heard his Mistress moan behind him as his ass clenched around her thrusting fingers. No cum escaped Tami's mouth as he was milked into her mouth and he wondered to himself he if he would be that talented. Somehow he knew he would and shook again as he blacked out. Weeks Later..... Bri talked on the phone as she watched the show in the next room. "Yes Joan is ready, but I have noticed something. She seems to have a fascination with the Wendy's and I wondered if you would be interested in a few more changes. I could have her ready in two months. Okay, bye Mr. Mayor. She turned and watched as Joan made an oreo sandwich between the two buxom twins. They leaned in for a kiss, their hands fondling the huge swinging breasts of their fellow slave, fingers rolling the always hard, pierced nipple. Bri was so proud of her new girl. Finally...... The mayor sat beside the editor as they watched the show. Barbie's blond hair was draped over his thighs as she happily, greedily sucked her husband's cock. "Here is a copy of tomorrow's paper. I think page 3 is interesting." The mayor opened it and smiled at the editor. "I apologize to my colleagues for being out of touch so long, but I decided after a stay at Mistress Bri's that everyone should leave her be and I no longer want to waste my time investigating good people like her. I hereby resign. John Moyer The mayor grinned and lay the paper aside, as he returned to his cocktail and cigar and the sound of clapping as two sexy ass cheeks bounced on his private stage. Joanie watched the two men and was rewarded with approval as the one without her friend Barbie in his lap had a huge bulge in his pants. The song ended and she walked down and knelt as she knew she should and soon joined Barbie, the two squeezing each other's hands out of sight of the Mayor and his friend as their bond strengthened. Joanie briefly wondered if she should know these men, but remembered the echoing voice of Bri when they had their relaxing sessions, "all faces are new." She continued sucking happily as her new life continued.........