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Matt to Matilda By: Rachael Free Matt, a successful businessman and playboy, loses his job in the big city and finds himself falling for a very beautiful girl in a one- horse town in Pennsylvania. He gets close to her and they become very tight friends. There was one small chink in his armor though and Michelle takes her revenge on the guy that did her wrong. Enjoy how Matt eventually becomes Matilda. .................................................................... I met Michelle while I was at a local restaurant I frequented often. I kept watching as she took orders, served meals and cleaned off tables. There was something about her that just seemed to thrill me and something that seemed intriguing. Could it have been her small upturned nose, her cute dimples, her beautiful smile, her very sexy body (even in a waitress uniform), her creamy soft skin, her long slender legs, her delicate hands and perfectly manicured fingernails, her sleek neck, her fragrant smell and flowing blonde hair. I really didn't notice much about her if you couldn't tell. She was a local and had never ventured more than 50 miles away from the place. Graduating from college four years ago, my first job was in the windy city, Chicago that is. After falling into the big city trap of partying all night and drudging through work the next day, my decision to move on was not only mine, but my bosses. The decision left me living in a very small town in Pennsylvania, basically the only job I could find in short notice. I took the job not knowing all the details but figured what the heck, it couldn't be that bad. The town wasn't what you would say was booming. In fact, the stores would close every Wednesday afternoon. It was some kind of religious thing. The stores also closed at five pm except for the restaurants and bars. It was a small, cloister community and tucked 15 miles away from the nearest town. If you didn't like deer hunting, fishing or snow, it was the wrong place to be. The only think that interested me were the bars. Yep, lots of them. The men here were out almost every night partying. Right down my line. Of course I stayed straight enough for work the following day. The only redeeming quality of living here was that I had a job that traveled so I was only here now and then. I actually enjoyed the road and looked forward to my assignments, mainly to get away from here. I didn't know it but she was the daughter of one of the most successful plastic surgeons in the US. Financially she was set for life. She had graduated high school and went to college, unlike most girls here. They usually stayed here, got married, had tons of kids and died here. Very few ever left the community. Michelle chose to leave college after her second year and return to this small town. I guess living away from home wasn't her thing and she wanted to return to see what local guy or other eligible bachelor would swipe her off her feet. Maybe I had a shot. Of course I would flirt with her when I went to the restaurant and we became pretty good friends, professionally that is. My travel schedule made it difficult to plan things so setting up a date was more than impossible. When I was free, she had to work and vice versa. My travels did let me have some extracurricular activities which included many women in many cities. Boy could I tell some hot stories. Well, only this one for now. I was no hunk, but not a bad looking guy either. Being only 5'9", I was short for a guy but usually eye to eye with a girl. My hair was OK for the job even though I wore it in a ponytail. It was about shoulder length and as long as it didn't interfere with work, the company had no problem. By the way, my name is Matt. Matt Bancroft. I finally had some time to set up a date with Michelle. Our schedules allowed for a free week. I planned dinner the first night and then a day at a quarry, the second. The rest of the week was a toss up. I picked her up and she looked drop dead gorgeous. She could turn a few heads, even in a big city. I guess the wholesome, country girl upbringing helped. I talked to her Dad for 10 minutes making sure I wasn't some jerk. A big thumbs up from Pops as we headed out. The nicest restaurant was at least 45 minutes away. There were two good things by being so far away. There was time to talk and we were far away from the locals. The food and wine was OK, but the company was unbelievable. I couldn't believe this girl wasn't married already. She was a knockout and had the whole package. We hit it off great and in between kisses on the way home, and kisses in her driveway, and kisses walking her up to her door, I guess we spent the night after dinner kissing. No other fun stuff though. She seemed to push me away a bit. Oh well, there was time for that. I picked her up the next morning and wow, she had on this hot bikini, barely covering her tits and ass. Her Mom and Dad left early so he didn't see how hot his daughter was. She snuggled next to me in the car and we went to the quarry finding a secluded spot away from the people. After about 10 hours of partying, swimming, eating, and of course kissing, it was getting dark and time to head home. There was more kissing but nothing else. We headed to her house and she said she needed to get a few things, we were off to "Camp". Her Mom and Dad were actually off for a week in Cancun and she told them she was going to "Camp" for the week. Well "Camp" is nothing more than a cabin in the woods used for hunting. I only partied at them, never left them (to hunt that is) and drank a lot of beer in them. That's what "Camp" meant to me. Michelle ran around her place while I had one of her Dad's beers. Nice import. Michelle came back with four huge duffel bags full of stuff. She said she needed these things for the week. The week, I couldn't stay a week, I hadn't planned it. I told her I needed some things but she said everything I needed was there already. I shrugged my shoulders and just followed. We drove for about an hour, up and down hills, around mountains and through dense woods. We stopped at a big gate and Michelle pressed a button on a remote and the gate opened for us. We drove on and the gate closed behind us. My lights finally lit up a house, no maybe a mansion, it was so big. "We're here." She said as she jumped out and ran to the door. My feet moved fast too as she flung open the door to this huge place. I could see at least three stories of windows looking out somewhere and a massive floor with a bunch of furniture. Michelle turned on the light and wow, what a place. "Camp" didn't exactly mean this. She said just wait until tomorrow. I got a guided tour and the place had six bedrooms, a common area in the middle, a full basement and play room, all sorts of toys, games, pool table, pinball and so on. The kitchen was ultra modern and the bar fully stocked. I felt like I landed in heaven. The bags were heavy and I put them in one of the rooms. Michelle told me we were sharing the master bedroom and I started getting pumped. We downed some cheese and fruit, a few bottles of wine and settled in on the couch watching a chick flick. She finally got, up took my hand, and off we went to the bedroom. My clothes were off in less than a few seconds and I hopped into the sack waiting for Michelle. She was in the bathroom and finally turned out the lights. I could see a silhouette in the moonlight of a beautiful woman in a long flowing gown. Her body was perfect, just as I imagined. She slid under the covers and up against me as our bodies molded together. Her lips touched mine and I felt electricity between us. We embraced and I caressed this wonderful woman, kissed her deeply and with passion and stroked her bringing her close to an orgasm. I wanted this woman and began to roll on top of her, ready to make passionate love. She reached down and grabbed my cock, hoping that she would maybe blow me or something. All of a sudden she froze and pushed me away. She sat up and said, "What the fuck is this?" My mind was going ten different directions as she said, "You're not allowed to fuck me with that. That little thing will never do." I was confused and bewildered. "In fact, from what I see now, you will never get in my pants." I looked down and saw my dick, very erect but only four inches long and pencil thin. Male endowment was not an asset in my family. Even though it was small, I had pleased many women and wanted this one badly. I figured to let her see how I perform before she could assume I wasn't qualified, so I pushed her back and tried mounting her again. My cock was just about into her when I felt her pinch my neck and everything went black. I woke with the sunshine beaming through the huge glass window. I was in the bed alone. My clothes were gone and there was only a pink bathrobe on a chair near the bed. Well I didn't have nay clothes with me so I put on the robe, tied it off and went to the kitchen to find Michelle drinking some coffee. She didn't even look at me when I walked up. The coffee smelled great so I got a cup and sat across from her. In my humblest manner, I said, "I'm so very sorry about last night. The heat of the moment, your beautiful and sexy body, and most importantly, you, got me over excited. I couldn't help myself." She looked up almost in disgust and said, "So that's your excuse? You couldn't help yourself. I invited you here to make me a woman and you think that little piece of meat is going to do it. I have dildos bigger than that thing. You are pathetic, really pathetic. You, big man, your conquests, all the girls you've banged, I've heard all the stories. I thought you were Adonis and I would be fucked silly. That sorry thing is, you will never make me happy." Well she dropped a load on me, all at once. I tried speaking but she kept talking saying, "Maybe pink is your color after all. You're not much of a man. Maybe you would make a better woman." Where was she going with that? I was a man, not a woman. I quietly sipped my coffee as she too a shower. She came back wearing the hottest skirt and top I had ever seen. Here boobs were bulging from her top. I knew she was only teasing me but the scenery was great anyway. We were here for another week so maybe she would warm up to me, even though my equipment had a lot to be desired. She told me to get cleaned up and put on what she had laid out for me in the bathroom. The shower felt great and I got out seeing a pair of pink shorts and a short cropped tee shirt that would never fit me. There was also a pair of pink silk panties. She was taking this thing a bit far but they were the only clothes I saw or could even find in the bedroom. This place had no closets. I shaved, brushed my teeth, and put on the panties, sliding them up my legs and in position. They fit pretty well, believe it or not. The shorts were next, a bit tight and very short. They fit like a glove, a tight glove, as I zipped up the side zipper. The top had some words on the front, "Hot stuff" in pink. I put it over my head and let it fall down into place. I showed off my belly but fit OK. The look in the mirror was like guy wearing girls stuff. Oh well, it was only the two of us. Maybe this game would finally let me get into her pants. Michelle was watching TV when I walked in. She looked at me and smiled saying, "That's much better. Maybe you will enjoy girly things instead of trying to be some macho hunk with a little dick." She snickered and I sat down in a chair. I crossed my legs like a regular guy but let them slide down like a girl, being crossed at the knees. It was more comfortable for me really but it did look like a girl's pose. I could see her smile as I uncrossed the, trying to act like it didn't happen. She finally said she wanted to go for a walk around the place. I didn't have any sneakers and she pulled out a pair of white sandals with a two inch heel. She told me to put them on and she would buckle the ankle strap for me. I felt awkward putting them on me feet. They fit perfectly and Michelle buckled the strap, leading me out the door. The place was manicured perfectly and there were small walkways all over the compound, yes compound. The place overlooked a huge lake and had speed boats, a pontoon boat, jet skis and other water stuff ready to use. At least this week would be fun using all this stuff even though I may never get in Michelle's pants. Walking in the sandals was tougher than I thought, but I got the hang of it. I had to sway a bit to balance myself. I also found it easier to walk on the balls of my feet rather than the heels. We walked for over an hour as she showed me the entire place. It was extremely secluded and I told her I was a little self conscious about how I was dressed. She told me no one would ever see me here so what was the big deal. We got back to "camp" and she seemed to be looser with me, almost too loose. She was laughing and telling me stories as I just listened. We drank some wine, had a few bite to eat and then some more wine. We were getting pretty buzzed to say the least. I was still wearing the high heeled sandals and my pink shorts and top. The wine was making me hot and felling much looser. Michelle then handed me two pills and told me to take them. I didn't like drugs but she insisted. Maybe they were Viagra and she wanted to see if that would help. Some more wine and an hour later and I felt on fire. My body felt alive and my mind was in overload. Everything seemed to be in slow motion as Michelle and I danced to some music and even sat on the couch and kissed. This was hot and maybe she was over the small dick thing. I was really buzzed and high. I remember Michelle taking off my shirt and putting a wispy, silky top over me. It didn't have any sleeves and only had straps. She then unzipped and lowered my shorts telling me to stay still as she had me step forward. She then pulled up some material and zipped up the back. She sat me down in a chair and I felt her put lipstick on me. It tasted like her lips and I licked my lips, enjoying the taste. Michelle took out the rubber band in my ponytail and fluffed my hair out saying she would fix it later. My cheeks were hot, my body feeling the music, my mind floating in space and being in the same room with Michelle made my heart flutter. Michelle snapped a few pictures of me telling me to sit, to stand, move my hand to my hip and some other things. I actually giggled a few times thinking this was strange. Michelle then came up to me and embraced me, leaning forward and kissing me sweetly. I held her back and I felt her lips push harder against mine and then she began to explore my mouth with her tongue. It felt so sexy, so hot, being it this girls arms and kissing her deeply. We kissed for what seemed like hours. I wanted to fuck this girl but didn't have the ability to even think for myself right now. Michelle was directing me what to do. We finally sat on the couch and kissed some more. That's all that I remembered from the night. The sunshine woke me lying on the couch, still dressed in some different clothes. The sandals were still on my feet but I felt like I had been beat up. Slowly I got up and looked at the clothes I was wearing. The top was silky and very sexy. I was also wearing a frilly skirt making me look like a girl. I walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. My hair was fluffed up and I had cherry red lipstick on my lips. If you didn't look close, you would have thought I was a girl. Then I heard, "Oh Jennifer, please come in here, I made some breakfast." It was Michelle in the kitchen. Not having any other clothes I walked into the kitchen and Michelle ran up to me and laid a big kiss on me saying I was the sweetest thing ever. She went back to cooking as I sat at the counter trying to remember last night. Michelle gave me some coffee and everything seemed to be a blur as she went on about what we were going to do today, what I had to see, where we were going to shop and all sorts of other things. The food was great and I was starting to get my sea legs again. The first words I said were, "What am I doing in this getup, and why did you call me Jennifer?" Michelle came up to me and kissed my forehead, "Now baby, just go with it. I know what's best for my girl. You were phenomenal last night. Your tongue drove me crazy. I'm so glad you agreed to be my girlfriend." Girlfriend? Agreed? Tongue? What happened last night? "Now go shower up so I can fix you up for today. We have some shopping to do. Like I was in a daze, I went to the bedroom, undressed, shaved my face and stepped into the shower. I must have still been under the drug from last night. My will power seemed to be non-existent. She told me to use the conditioner on my hair too. While I was in the shower she came in too. Wow was she hot. I wanted to fuck her right there but I couldn't get excited. What was wrong with me? I was in the shower with the hottest girl on the planet and couldn't get hard. Michelle turned off the water, took some cream and rubbed it all over my legs, arms, chest, and back. She played with my hair for about five minutes and then turned the water back on. The water felt great but all my hair was coming off and going down the drain. She washed me up, and herself and we got out. A huge, soft, pink towel was wrapped around me, high on my chest like a girl would wear it and another towel wrapped around my head in a turban style. Michelle led me to the vanity and put some lotions on my face. She covered my face with cream, put on some powder, told me to close my eyes and I felt brushes and things, and had my pucker my lips. She finished and told me not to look. I sat there while she dressed in this sexy two piece skirt set. Her boobs were incredible and the bra really made them push up and out. Her panties just barely covered her front. Man was this girl hot. I crossed my legs and felt how smooth they were. She came up to me and told me to slide a pair of panties up my legs. I stood and they seemed to glide up and fit firmly over my front and back. She had me take off the towel and had me raise my arms as she wrapped a corset around me, clasping the back. My chest was above the corset and she told me not to worry. Next came the breast forms. She squeezed something on the back and then held them in place for a few minutes. They actually stayed in place and pulled me forward as if I had my own. She then wrapped a bra around me and slid it around my chest, positioning it over the forms and having me put my arm through the strap. The bra was a perfect fit, holding the breast forms in place, giving me some incredible cleavage. Next came a pink cotton dress. I raised my arms and it slid down over my body and into place. It too fit like a glove. My curves really showed and so did my new assets. No nylons today, my skin was smooth enough. Michelle rummaged through her bag and pulled out a pair of white heels. They were at least four inches tall. They slipped on my feet just like the sandals. Next she had me sit as she worked on my hair. She put a few rollers in, used a blow dryer for some of it, used a bunch of hairspray, a flattening and curling iron and "voila," she said, I was done. I was told not to look but watch her closely as she finished. I watch her put on makeup, fix her hair and even insert a tampon in her pussy. She told me she was on the rag and I would never have even gotten into her pants the other night. How did I know? She put on some jewelry, gave me a few rings, bracelet, and silver necklace and had me stand next to her. She told me to close my eyes as we turned to the mirror. "OK Jennifer, open your eyes." Slowly I opened them to see a beautiful creature in front of me. The only problem, it was me. I looked hot, almost as hot as Michelle. She smiled and kissed me on my cheek, rubbing off her lipstick from my cheek. I could have almost cried. My smooth legs, my curvy body, my perfect makeup and my very feminine hairstyle made me scream girl. Michelle finished up a few things as I stood and stared. Why was I dressed this way, what does she want from me, how do I get out of this? All these questions and more were running through my brain but looking at the beautiful thing in the mirror, I was too taken to even care. Michelle grabbed my arm and I almost tripped following her out of the house. She threw me a purse saying I needed to finish the look and off we were into town. Michelle gave me two more pills and told me to swallow them. Of course I did, hoping I didn't get as buzzed as last night. In the garage was a cute little Miata convertible. She helped me in on the passenger side. I had to sit and swing my legs through the door, making sure my knees were together. What a pain. We got into town and Michelle hooked my arm in hers and we strolled down the street, getting a lot of stares, horn honking and glares from other women as we strutted our stuff. I had to strut and wiggle my ass a bit so I didn't fall over in the heels. We shopped for a few hours and then she suggested we have a drink. The pills made me very mellow, not even caring to argue the entire time. Michelle ordered two Cosmopolitans and we sipped our drinks as we got hit on by some of the locals. I didn't talk at all but just sat there quietly while Michelle flirted. One guy came up and put his arm around my shoulder, pulling me close to him. This guy pulled me even closer and laid his lips to mine, parting my lips with his tongue and frenching me. I was totally disgusted. Michelle slapped him and told him to be a gentleman and he backed off. We finished our drinks and Michelle led me back to the car and we drove back to the compound. Inside she almost attacked me, sucking on my face, my lips, my neck and even massaging my fake boobs. I loved the attention and she told me to enjoy being her girl. We kissed passionately and I was falling in love, only, I was dressed like a girl. I still couldn't get hard either. What was the deal? Michelle told me to undress and I took off my dress, bra, corset and panties standing there all made up with my fake boobs. She threw me a two piece bikini and I put on the bottoms and then struggled with the top. Once everything was in place, the suit looked great. My big boobs looked fabulous in the skimpy top with my bits hidden in the skimpy bottom. She led me to the Jacuzzi and we drank champagne, soaking in the tub. I was now pretty drunk and still buzzed and all the caressing, kissing, fondling and touching was turning me on but without a hard on. My juices were flowing and I wanted this girl badly. She took my hand and led me into the bedroom where she pulled off her bottom and laid back on the bed. "Come Jennifer my girl, please make love to me." Without thinking, I lowered down, crawled up inside of her legs and dove into her wet pussy. This thing about being on the rag was garbage. Michelle was just fucking with me the entire time. I pulled out her tampon and began eating her out. My lips and tongue brought her to an incredible orgasm. She pulled my head closer as she climaxed again, and again, and again. She was now too tired to even move as I moved up her body and started sucking on her tits. Our tits meshed together as I moved further up, kissing her neck and then winding up face to face. It was almost like we both were thinking the same thing as we grabbed for each other and let our mouths make love. Our tongues twisted and fought, savoring each others juices. We finally flopped on our backs, exhausted from our love making. I was still wearing my bikini as I drifted off to sleep. I was woken by a cold sheet covering my body. There was a huge light above me and I was in a white room with two people in gowns and face masks hovering over me. My arms and legs were strapped down and I couldn't move. The two people moved around without saying a word and then a man, I guess, said, "OK little lady, time to go to sleep. Just relax. You will waken soon and love the new you." I wanted to scream but the drug hit me quick and I drifted off. My eyes opened and I saw Michelle in front of me taking my pulse and checking my blood pressure. My voice didn't work too well and I fell back in and out of consciousness a few times. Finally the man, a doctor said, "OK little lady, time to wake up." Little Lady, what did he mean by little lady? He checked my eyes, tested my reflexes and helped me sit up. My chest hurt and was wrapped tight, but what hurt most was my face. I felt like I was in a boxing match and I was on the receiving end of a beating. He told me to sip on some water and my throat really hurt too. "Don't try talking yet precious, it will be a few days until your voice comes back." I nodded and sipped some more. He left my side and Michelle came up to me and tidied up a bit, making sure my bandages were secure and I was comfortable. Hour by hour I began to come out of it and realized I was in a recovery room. My body was too sore to move and all I wanted to do was lay back and rest. Food wasn't necessary with me being fed through IV's. In fact Michelle told me my hunger would be much less with some of the modifications. Modifications? What did they do to me? After two days of pampering I was sat up, allowed to get out of bed and use the toilet. Michelle held my arm as I shuffled to the toilet, pulling up my gown and settling down on the seat. My chest hurt a lot but getting up and around helped. I reached down to hold my dick and found it very small and almost shriveled up. I pulled it and aimed my piss so I didn't get wet. It had never felt so good to take a piss. After I shook it off, I felt around it and realized my balls were gone. My sack was empty. They had removed my testicles. Being too weak to do anything, I thought it best to wait until I got stronger to find out what else was done to me. Michelle helped me back in bed and over the next few days, my excursions to the bathroom, down the hall and outside to get some fresh air helped me get my sense back. I only saw the doctor a few times the rest of the week as he would knock me out, not knowing what else was being done. When I came to my bandages were changed, my body had been washed and I was in a new set of gowns, only they were silky. He came in one day and asked me to say a few words. At first I couldn't but then the words seemed to just flow, scratchy at first then clearer as I went on. What I heard was very disturbing though. It wasn't my voice but one of a sixteen year old girl. It was so high pitched, I sounded like a true bimbo. That disturbed me and I was given a sedative to relax. Later that day the doctor came in and sat on a chair next to me with Michelle at his side. "OK Little lady, it's time to come clean. Michelle and I have performed a few modifications to you to improve your body, change your appearance, set you straight and most importantly, tweak your brain a bit with hypnosis and subliminal suggestions. I'm sure in time you will love the changes. You see, Michelle here, or should I say Tammy, was the one who suggested these things. Being a caring father, I could only do what my darling daughter wanted, no couldn't I? Sorry, the rest of the story. Tammy went to college in State College. She was in her second year of pre-med and doing great. She met a guy one night in a bar and the two of them hit it off. She found out he worked in Chicago, had a great job, traveled all over the place and loved seducing young women in his travels. Well one night, Tammy and her beau went out to dinner and that's all she remembers. The next day she called me and I took her to my clinic to get checked out. She had been drugged and raped that night, leaving her at the side of a road, battered, raped and almost nude. It was so terrifying, Tammy never returned to the campus and moved back to our little town." He went on to say, "She's very secure back here with her friends and family. But back to you my dear. Tammy never forgot who did this to her, where he lived and more importantly, how she would get her revenge. I told her I would do anything for her but kill someone. She didn't want anyone killed, just fixed so they couldn't do something like this again. Well that's where you come in Matt, or should I say Matilda. The first time my dear Tammy saw you in town, she knew she had to plan her revenge." "She went by the name Michelle to start fresh. Everyone felt sorry for her at what had happened and supported her starting a new life. Even though she never had to work, I felt it best that she engage in the community. The restaurant was perfect. Well you showed up and everything changed. The next few months were planned out and well, here we are, and you are the star attraction. Oh, by the way, she did tell you I'm a great plastic surgeon didn't she? Well nothing but the best for my Tammy." I was getting a bit scared right now. What kind of sick things did they do to me? I know my balls are gone, what else did they cut out? "Oh, you. I have to focus on you. Tammy planned our little vacation. Scheduled the same week off as you, and made sure no one saw us together over the weekend. As far as anyone knew, Michelle was at "Camp" and you were anywhere but here. You two were never together as Matt and Michelle. Pretty good planning if I do say so myself. Oh yes, back to you." "Well Tammy didn't want you dead so we did the next best thing, we changed your total appearance. When you finally heal, you will look like a very pretty girl, curves and all. I performed full female facial surgery, doing just about everything. We did a partial facelift, raised your eyebrows, created a nice cute tip on your nose and made it thinner, pumped up your lips a bit, narrowed your jaw and defined your cute chin, made your cheek bones very prominent, and thinned your neck. After the face peel, your face should be very soft and feminine looking." "That's just your face too. After you complete the laser hair removal process, you will never have to worry about shaving ever. Of course you will have some very beautiful breast, 42D I imagine when the swelling goes down. Some liposuction and redistribution of the fat to your hips and ass really did wonders to your shape. I see you already found out about your balls. Yep, they're gone, No more fun for Matty. Also your penis is really quite useless except to piss from. A stomach band will also help prevent you from overeating so you can keep your beauty queen figure. Nice touch I'd say. Basically, you are now a girl. I'm quite pleased with the results actually. You turned out better than I could ever have expected." This was too much for me to bear. My eyes began to tear up and I was sobbing. Michelle dabbed my eyes as the doctor went on. "Matilda my dear, the best part though is your conditioning. The tapes you have been listening to for the past few weeks and the subliminal messages on the TV have conditioned you to be very docile, take orders from Tammy and me, be as feminine as you can, and we even programmed to have a lower IQ. We had so much fun we figure we had to stop. No, we also programmed you to get turned on when you see a man. You are now a very sexy, hot, dumb, blonde vixen. No more screwing young, innocent girls. In fact, you may be on the receiving end one of theses days. What do you think of that? Try to even remember the addresses where you lived in the past. You can't, isn't that great? Only short term memory, anything past five years... gone." My mind tried to think back but I couldn't remember where I grew up, the name of the town, where I went to school, my friends or even my old pet's names. The doc was right, my memories were all but gone. I could remember my recent job, my partying, the girls, sex, and this town but I got a small headache and didn't want to think anymore. I sat back in the bed and watched as the doc injected me with something and Michelle tended to my bandages. "Well Matilda, how about we see how you turned out. Ready for the unveiling?" Michelle sat me up and started cutting off the bandages. My chest hurt a bit the relief of the pressure felt much better. The doc opened the bandages and smiled. "Wow, look at these babies." I glanced down and couldn't see my waist. My new tits were huge. They stuck out and my nipples were also large and big. He modified them while he was at it. He felt down my sides and had me sit on the edge of the bed, helping me stand as he proceeded to unveil the rest of me. Off came the lower bandages and I stood there, naked in front of the doc and Michelle. I didn't know what to do actually but just stood there. He stepped back, rubbed his chin and smiled saying, "Well aren't you a looker. This is some of my best work. He felt my hips, my ass, even felt around my ball less sack and small dick. Satisfied with the results, Michelle told me to put my arms up as she slid a silky long nightgown over my head. It slipped right into place and my new tits filled out the top, hugging all my new curves. He sat me on the edge of the bed again and removed my bandages on my head. That felt even better as he gently removed the splint on my nose, removed the bandages form my chin and cheeks and let me see myself for the first time. Michelle walked up with a mirror and held it up. I gasped as I looked at myself. Matt was no more. I couldn't even recognize myself. Staring back was a very pretty girl with a small, perky nose, big doe eyes, narrow jaw and cute chin, high cheekbones, full lips and very soft skin. I felt my face and couldn't believe it was really me. As if I had done it all my life, I actually posed, turning my head form side to side, touching my new features and smiling to see how I looked. Michelle took the mirror away and the doctor had a smirk on his face and said, "Nice work isn't it. I told you, you would like the new you." I had mixed emotions. I was Matt but boy, I sure didn't look like a Matt. I felt like Matt, I think. My body and face did scream hottie and I kind of liked what I saw. I was very confused. I'm sure all of this could be changed back when I got out of here. Oh, where was I. Was I still at "Camp". The doc said "the past few weeks." How long have I been out? Michelle saw I was getting upset and sat me in a chair. She said, "Rest" as I crossed my legs naturally like a girl would do and put my hands in my lap. The doc and Michelle did some chores around me and I was led down a hall and into another room, a bedroom. Michelle showed me the dresser, the closet, the vanity with a bunch of makeup and things and the facilities. This would be my new place I guessed. Michelle turned and said, "Dinner at 7PM and don't be late. I have laid out everything for you to wear on the chair. Try to fix yourself up a bit too. You have everything you need here." She closed the door and I heard it lock. I just sat there in a daze really thinking about what to do next. I remembered she said to fix myself up, so I got up, took off my gown and took a nice long hot shower. The water felt good as I removed the smells from the bandages. There all fresh again. My hair was longer and blonder and the fruity shampoo and conditioner made it shine. I dried off with a fluffy towel. I was amazed at the creature looking back at me in the mirror. I put my hand on my hip and shifted my weight a bit, posing naked in the mirror. I was hot and as I kept looking, the more turned on I got. My hands roamed over my new breasts and my nipples were, oh so sensitive. I actually moaned when I brushed them with my fingers. I smiled back at myself in the mirror, swept my hair back, put on a skimpy robe and went into the bedroom to get ready. The hair was first. My hair seems to have already been cut and styled and it didn't take much to work. I blew it dry and it seemed to just fall into place. A slight bit of work with the curling iron and I was pleased with the results. Now it was time for the makeup. The vanity had about every cosmetic you could imagine and I immediately went to work. I applied a moisturizing lotion, foundation, light powder, lined my eyes, put on some mascara, selected some dark, sultry eye shadow, refined my ultra-thin eyebrows with a pencil, enhanced my high cheekbones with two shades of blush, lined my lips, and finally selected the darkest, deepest red for my lips. My ears had been pierced too and I selected a nice pair of 3-inch, dangly earrings from the jewelry box that matched a delicate necklace and bracelet. Staring back was a very pretty young lady with dark, dark, smokey eyes, very full red lips, and a very feminine hairdo. I blew a kiss to the mirror and giggled as I got up, slipped off my robe and walked to the chair. I found a velvet black corset that hooked in the front and wrapped it around my waist, hooking it together and pulling in all my curves even more. I felt so tight and secure wearing it. Matching panties were next and they slid up my smooth, silky legs, over my hips and right into place. My little dick only need to be pushed down to make my front smooth. The pantyhose took a little effort making sure I didn't put a run in them. They also slid right up my legs. I loved how tight they felt and how my legs slid against each other. It was a bit of a turn on really. Next came the bra. It matched the corset and panties and I clasped the back, twisting it around my body and into place, allowing my new tits to fill the cups. I thought it was too small but once I put my arms into the straps, the lift was amazing, thrusting my breasts up and out. I got a little tickle as I looked into the mirror. Wow, I was hot and what a body. All I could think about was trying on more things and going shopping for more sexy things. A sexy short little black dress was next. I stepped into it, slid it up, put my arms through the sleeves and zipped up the back. The dress hugged my curves like it was made for me. My breast bulged out the top of the dress showing off my boobs to the world. The entire package was really sexy. Some 5 inch black stiletto heels set the dress off just right. A spritz of perfume on my wrists, neck and down my cleavage made me feel pretty. I sat on the chair with my legs crossed and my hands in my lap waiting for Michelle to get me. What I didn't know was that the entire thing was being taped and the doctor and Michelle were watching my every move. They complimented each other on how the programming and conditioning worked. To be honest, I had never dressed like this before except with Michelle, never had done my own hair, makeup or even knew how to put on all this feminine finery. I did it like I had done it all my life though, never missing a step, a color, a blending of makeup, or even a strand of hair. Here I was waiting for dinner. The door opened and Michelle told me to follow her. I stood looking around for my purse. Michelle asked if I needed something and I said I couldn't find my purse. She laughed and told me to look in the top drawer. There it was, a small black clutch purse with lipstick, mascara, lip liner, blush, powder, tissues, and even a tampon. I giggled when I saw the tampon and blushed a bit as Michelle saw it too. She just said "come on now, let's not be late." And I tried to run to the door, flailing my arms and taking short mincing steps, as my tits bounced on my chest. I was quite a sight really. We joined the doctor in the dining room and a servant helped me with my chair as I sat very delicately, almost too girly. I giggled as he took my napkin and laid it across my lap. I actually got a tingle down my spine being treated so nicely. The doctor came in and Michelle sat down too as we were served a wonderful dinner. I could only eat a few bites from each serving though. I got full very fast. I dabbed my face to make sure I had no crumbs and then did the oddest thing. I opened my purse, took out a tube of lipstick and a compact and reapplied my lipstick, smacking my lips after I was done. The doctor smiled at Michelle. After dinner we sat in the doctor's den as he had me stare at his watch. The next thing I know I was in a car, waking up and seeing a shoreline. Maybe we were at a lake but it sure looked big. I could smell the salty air and saw the sun setting over the water. I'll bet this was the Pacific Ocean, duh. I was in the back seat and two guys were in the front. One guy looked back and said, "Hey, she's finally awake, madam will be pleased." The trip ended about an hour later as we entered a big automatic gate, drove up a long driveway in front of a huge mansion. The guys got out, opened the door for me and I carefully slid my legs around as I took one guy's hand as he helped me up. I naturally straightened the hem of my dress and made sure I had my purse. "Come with us Matilda, Madam's waiting." My feet moved without me even thinking as I grabbed one of the guy's arm and held him as we entered the mansion. Inside was beautiful and I was led to a small room and told to sit. Making sure my skirt was tucked under me, I sat down and crossed my legs, putting my hands in my lap. My mind just enjoyed everything around me as the door opened and in walked a very beautiful lady, probably in her seventies. She sat down and said, "Ok my dear Matilda, you are now going to live with me from now on. You will be my personal assistant and I will train you to service my clients, guests and anyone else I choose. Is that understood?" All I could do was nod. "OH, by the way, while you were sent here, we made a slight detour and fixed the rest of your imperfections. >From now on, you're 100% girl and will provide enjoyment for my friends." All I could do was smile as I thought about cocks and pussies, me licking and sucking, please both men and women. "You see dear, Michelle is my granddaughter and this will be your final penance." I tried to comprehend what she was saying but it didn't matter. I was to be her assistant and was so, so excited. Matt ceased to exist and Matilda became a household fixture, to be used and abused. The grandmother died a year later and Michelle inherited the house. Michelle showed up one day with all her things to move into the new house. I, Matilda, was there to greet her. Michelle commented on how pretty I looked. That made me blush as I kissed her cheek, welcoming her here. I had just finished my manicure and my beautiful red nails complimented the skimpy red bikini I was wearing. My beautiful breasts were barely held in place with the skimpy suit and I could see Michelle really liked what she saw. Michelle settled in as I went back to the pool to finish sunning. Michelle joined me as she put some tanning lotion on me and I returned the favor my doing her. She lowered her bottom and I saw the most beautiful pussy I had ever seen. My mouth actually began to water as she lowered the bottoms and sat back in the chair. I didn't need to be told what to do and moved in front of her, lowered my self to the patio and began to lick her sweet pussy. My tongue was working overtime as I heard her scream out once, then again and again. I had become one hot sex bomb and made both men and women pleasured with my mouth. I then heard the word, "Matt". It was like a bolt of lightening hit me. I looked up at Michelle with a puzzled look. My mind was very clear, wondering where I was and what I was doing. I looked down and saw two huge melons on my chest and fainted. My eyes opened and hovering over me was Michelle. She had splashed some water on my face and I came back to reality. "Now don't say a word, Matty. I brought you out of your dream state to let you realize the situation you are in, what's going to happen now and quite frankly, how you will live the rest of your life." I just laid there and listened. "You hurt me in college and I am finally getting over it. Daddy helped and poor old grandma, god rest her soul, also enjoyed our little toy. I'm in charge now and this place is mine. You are going to be my little plaything, my personal servant and my girlfriend from now on. Is that understood?" I could only nod. This was too much for me. "Here let's get you up so you can appreciate everything we did for you." Michelle helped me to my feet and into a chair. "You see, Matty was taught a lesson and now gets to live out the rest of your life as a girl, a real girl. Oh, you can't have babies of course, but you can fuck like a champ, so I've heard." I was still stunned at what she was saying. "You are now a very pretty lady, too pretty for me to share. You are all mine now. Take note of how slim you are, how beautiful your breasts look, how curvy you are, how soft your skin is and how smooth your crotch is with that nasty stuff gone. Yes feel yourself dear, all gone." My hand went down to my crotch and I felt nothing, I was flat as I worked my fingers up under my bikini bottom, and felt a nice warm pussy. One finger slipped inside and I felt a jolt. It felt good as I worked it around a bit. "Now stop that Matilda, there's time for that later. OK, so what do you have to say for yourself?" My mouth opened but I struggled with words. I then said, "But why Michelle? I treated you so good." My voice was like a teenage girls, and it matched my sexy body. Michelle laughed and said, "Now listen to you, how can you ever be a man, you sound and look like a girl. You're my Matilda, from now and forever. The only good thing that has come out of being raped by you is that I am now a lesbian and I love it. I can't get enough pussy." I hung my head and accepted the fact that Matt was gone forever. "OK, Matilda, you have two choices. Either I put you back in a hypnotized state forever, or you can remain a girl with all your thoughts as Matt. Of course you're not Matt anymore, but Matilda, one sexy lady I plan on having some fun with. You can also enjoy all that comes with being a girl. You've got the goods already, all you have to do is let your mind go and be Matilda." I wanted to get up and run away. But where would I go, how would I survive? No one would eve believe I was Matt, no one. What could I do? I was Matilda, not Matt anymore? Taking in my beautiful body, all I could do was look at Michelle, hang my head and say, "Matt is gone ... I'm Matilda." She ran up to me, picked me out of the chair and laid her lips on mine, invading my mouth with her tongue and pulling me close to her. "Oh Matilda, you will never look back. I will always take care of you and we will be friends and lovers forever." She kissed me again, this time deeper and with more passion as I felt her finger enter me, stroking me and making me squirm as she fingered me to an orgasm. My body shook in her arms as I gazed into her eyes ... I'm Matilda forever.