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This story contains explicit descriptions of sexual scenes and is meant for adults only. Stop reading now if you are below 18. This story takes place ten years after the events of Project Phoenix. It's not a direct continuation, but readers unfamiliar with Project Phoenix, may want to read it first to get a better grasp of what's going on. Finally, I'd like to thank for the encouraging comments on my first story. Thanks a lot gals & guys :) Nathan's Birthday Present By Meg [email protected] Chapter 1 Nathan grinned at his reflection in the mirror. "I can't believe this stuff works," he thought excitedly. He struck a bodybuilder pose, his hands together at the waist level, ks'tion in the mirror, left leg slightly in front, and tensed his muscles. A week ago they were barely visible under his skin. Now they looked like ripe cucumbers, giving his figure the look of a guy, who had been spending twelve hours a day in a gym for the last year. "Kate's gonna love it," he thought still grinning. A week ago, when he'd hit the order button on "Black Market Pills" web page he immediately started to wish he didn't. He paid two hundred bucks for seven pills that were supposed to give him a body of Max Cuttler in a week. All he had to do was eating a lot. He'd felt like a sucker. Now he was sure he'd join ranks of their regulars. Nathan put on jeans and a tight elastic T-shirt, then returned to the bathroom. The T-shirt clung to his upper body tightly, accentuating his over developed musculature. He ran his fingers through his sandy hair and smiled to his image. "Perfect." Only his hair needed trimming, it looked a bit too long on him now. "Mom, I'm going out with Kate! I'll be back before midnight!" he shouted running down the stairs. "Have fun honey!" Nathan jumped into his Firebird and started the engine. It purred like a content kitten as he pulled away. He took good care of the ancient automobile, keeping it in top notch condition. Some people turned their heads as he passed them by, admiring the black, gleaming body of his vehicle. The car was a gift from his dad. Nathan had got it for his eighteenth birthday, a few weeks before his parents' divorce. His father moved to Chicago soon after that. With Davenport being relatively close, they were able to see each other quite frequently. Unfortunately, this changed a year ago, after his father had to move to Europe. The new laws targeting divorced and unemployed males put him at risk of being gender reassigned. "Hi, handsome," Kate beamed sliding into the passenger seat. She looked at him approvingly and squeezed his arm. "I don't know how you managed this, but if whatever it is you're taking doesn't kill you, I'm gonna ride you to death one of these days." She moved closer and pulled his head towards her. For a long while they remained locked in a tight embrace, kissing passionately. Nathan knew, he was lucky to have a girlfriend like Kate. Most guys had trouble finding a date at all nowadays. At 20, Kate was a gorgeous lass - slim, curvy body with C cup chest, beautiful face, and natural blonde shoulder length hair. He only wished, she dressed in a more feminine way. Today she wore jean shorts, a cotton top, and a pair of white flat sandals. Nathan had asked her once to put on a skirt and high heels, but his pleas fell on deaf ears. Kate just frowned and told him that if he liked them so much, she could arrange for him to wear them all the time. "One phone call is all it takes," she said. Nathan had never brought that topic again. He cupped her breasts, but Kate pushed his hands away. "There'll be time for this later. Let's go, Brenda and Alec are probably waiting for us already." Nathan looked at the clock on the dashboard. It was 7:30 P.M., Kate was right. He sighed, stifling his building arousal and set off towards the Paper Moon Club. Chapter 2 Kate and Nathan stepped into the dimly lit club, scanning the interior for their friends. Brenda and Alec sat at a table by the dance floor, waving at them. "Hi guys," Brenda grinned. "Oh my God, Nathan, you look... great!" Alec stared at Nathan critically. "What the hell have you done to yourself, buddy?" "Jealous?" Nathan smiled sitting down. "If you want, I may let you in on my secret." "Yeah, right. I'm pretty happy with my body, thanks. Don't need to prove anything to myself, Nathan." He got up giving Nathan a disappointed glance. "Well, I'm gonna go grab some drinks. What'll you have?" Kate and Brenda ordered watermelon juice, Nathan a beer. Nathan looked around. The place was almost empty this evening. Except for them, only four couples sat at the tables. "Tough times," he thought. Getting a date was only a bit more likely than winning a lottery. A large paper moon hung solemnly over the dance floor. It could be lit up to cast down soft glimmering light. Together with rows of star- imitating lights mounted under the ceiling, it created very dreamy atmosphere for slow dances. On their side of the dance floor there were twenty or so tables with circular couches encircling them. On the other side, several booths lined the wall, waiting for patrons in need of privacy. Red curtains could be used to cover each booth's entrance in case there was a pressing intimate matter to be taken care of. "Here you go, buddy," said Alec placing a bottle of coke in front of Nathan. "What's this? I wanted a beer?" "You'll have to wait for that seven more days, pal." "You have a birthday in a week, Nathan?" asked Brenda. "Yeah, come on, I'm practically 21, and he's denying me a beer. Talk some sense into him Brenda." "Forget it, Nathan," Alec was adamant, "you're not drinking alcohol until you're 21." Nathan could understand Alec's stubbornness, he simply cared about him. They had been best friends throughout their childhood. Being four years older, Alec had a chance to save Nathan's skin from trouble countless times. During high school their ways parted. Alec's family sent him to study in London, while Nathan stayed in Davenport. Now Alec was running his father's software company. They met several times a year to talk about the good old times, baseball or just to play video games together. "Anyway, guys," Kate looked at Alec and Brenda, "any plans for the summer?" "Beach and sun," grinned Brenda sprawling on the couch. "I'm working," said Alec feigning a sad smile. "What about you Nathan?" "I've got a job for the summer." He paused. "At Nuggets & Fries." "Swell," Alec guffawed, "then I know where I'll be eating this ..." He broke off in the middle of sentence staring towards the entrance. Everybody turned around to see what made him speechless. A couple entered the club. The guy looked to be in his mid twenties. He was well built, dark hair, friendly face. Women would definitely find him handsome. His companion was the reason for the abrupt end of conversations across the club. Nathan had never seen a girl this beautiful. Well, beautiful was an understatement in her case. Kate was beautiful. This girl was beyond beautiful. Her innocent face was framed with a mane auburn hair with blonde highlights, cascading in waves down to her breasts. She wore a black cocktail dress with white, lacey embellishments winding and curving around the bust, then flowing down towards the hem of the skirt. Two spaghetti straps held the garment draped over her magnificent breasts, uncovering alluring cleavage. Even though she wasn't wearing a bra, her bust stood out proudly as if gravity had no effect on it. A wide, pink ribbon was wrapped around her body and tied into a graceful bow right under her breasts. The flaring hem of the dress reached down to mid-thigh revealing a pair of long, slim legs encased in sheer black nylon. Her dainty feet were perched atop white stiletto sandals. Three straps studded with pink sequins held each shoe on the girl's feet. One behind her toes, one running slantwise across her foot, and finally one behind her heel. The straps behind her heels connected the shoes to inch wide steel bands locked around the girl's ankles. A foot and a half long chain ensured she wouldn't be running in this ensemble. Nathan's gaze followed the couple across the dance floor. She walked clutching her escort's arm, taking small graceful steps, hips swaying, breasts bouncing playfully. Her pink, full lips dazzled seductively with a promise of ecstasy. Light shimmering on her nylon clad legs gave them a glamorous, extremely sexy look. Pink bracelet, choker and long, beaded earrings completed her attire. As they walked towards the booths in the back, she hung down her head, probably embarrassed by the uninvited attention she was receiving. "Stop drooling, Alec," Brenda demanded sternly. "Yeah, sorry babe, but they're still a rare sight around here." "God, this must be humiliating," Kate begun, "having your ankles chained up like this every time you appear in public. Why do you think they make them wear these restraints?" "To make them feel helpless, I think." Brenda gave the girl scrutinizing look. "But I'll bet she'd feel helpless enough with twelve pounds of lard on her chest, these stilettos on, even with her ankles free." Alec laughed. "Say whatever you want ladies, but she looks so damn sexy with those anklets on... ouch!" Brenda punched him on the ribs and smiled sweetly. "You don't wanna finish this sentence, honey." "I wonder if we knew her before... you know," said Nathan. "I know them... well, kind of. They are Jerry and Celeste. They were quite famous around Marlow College a year or so ago," Brenda said smiling. "Come on, Bren, tell us the story!" Kate was all ears suddenly. "Well, what I know are just rumors. Anyway, her name used to be Paul. Paul and Jerry were childhood friends, really close, you know. They went to the same high school, then to the same college, always hung out together. I even remember seeing them in cafeteria having lunch together when I was a junior. The word was, they made some stupid bet. Whoever lost, was supposed to wear panties for a week or month... not important." "No way!" Kate giggled. "I think I know who lost." "Yeah. Too bad for Paul, he got injured during a game, lost consciousness or something. Paramedics took him to a hospital, and well, I can imagine their faces when they took off his shorts. Next day three women appeared on the campus asking for Paul. He left with them, not entirely voluntarily I was told. The rest of the story you can guess." Nathan glanced towards the booth in which Jerry and Celeste sat. They were sitting close to each other, their sides touching. Celeste was sipping a drink through a straw. Jerry's arm was wrapped around her shoulders, his hand fondling her left breast. Although she seemed uncomfortable with his advances, she did nothing to make him stop. "Uhm, you said they were buddies," Nathan shifted uneasily, "but they seem more than buddies to me now. How did this happen?" "Jerry has a rich family. He could afford to become her guardian. I heard they've been living together for the last year or so," Brenda explained. "But... come on! They were friends; they probably picked up chicks together! You can't do this to your friend!" "Well, if you looked like Paul there I don't know if I could restrain myself," grinned Alec. Girls guffawed at the joke. "I'd kick your ass if you tried to touch me!" assured Nathan gingerly. "You wouldn't be kicking anyone in five inch heels." Kate patted his thigh. "And by the way, have you had your TGIE sweetie?" "Um, no. They let me postpone it until I have finished college." "Well then, Alec," Kate grinned, "you may still have a chance to see Nathan in a dress." Brenda and Alec burst into laughter. Nathan pushed Kate's hand off his thigh and shifted in his seat. "There's no way in the world I'm gonna pass it." He looked at Kate with deadly serious expression. "I just know it." "Don't worry Nathan," Brenda winked at him, "when they see your muscles, they'll send you home right away." The paper moon and stars lit up breaking the uncomfortable conversation. Everyone's heads turned towards the dance floor to find Jerry returning from the bar. He walked up to Celeste and said something to her. She raised her palms defensively and shook her head fervently. He grabbed her hand and pulled the horrified girl towards the dance floor. The first notes of "A Whiter Shade of Pale" begun to play as they stepped onto the dance floor. Jerry pulled Celeste to him, and they started dancing. The cocktail dress left her back uncovered, revealing pale, silky skin. The two spaghetti straps crossed below her shoulders, and disappeared under the pink ribbon wrapped around her. Jerry placed his left palm on the small of her back, his right behind her neck and kissed her. Celeste's palms resting on his shoulders rose up in a helpless gesture and her body stiffened. Nathan's eyes roamed all over Celeste's slender, hourglass figure. He absorbed the images of her silky hair falling in waves over her shoulders; the soft, creamy skin on her back; her trim waist flaring down into wide hips; the enchanting glimmer of her nylons; her ankles snugly wrapped by shining metal bands; the seductive, spiky heels of her shoes. He felt confused. His eyes saw the body of a strikingly feminine, sexual creature, yet he knew there was a man imprisoned inside. As the couple continued to dance, their lips locked all the time, Celeste's rigidity gradually evaporated. She placed her palm on Jerry's buttock and pulled him closer, then tilted her head back and to the right, providing him batter access to her lips. "That's gross... she's kissing him back!" whispered Nathan to no one in particular. He didn't notice Kate looking at him with curious expression. Her eyes wandered between Nathan's face and his crotch. "Well, that kinda confirms what I heard about Darlings," Brenda commented, "meek and shy on the outside, but get them aroused enough and they become insatiable sluts." "Whoever came up with 'Darlings' was a genius," giggled Kate. "Yeah, just look at those big doe eyes, innocent blushing face, isn't she a darling?" They both giggled looking at Celeste. "Come on ladies, stop scoffing." Alec looked at Brenda seriously. "Don't you think they look happy together?" Celeste and Jerry still swayed slowly to the rhythm of the music. She was embracing him tightly, her head resting on his shoulder as he kissed her neck. With the artificial moon and stars shining above, they looked like a pair of young lovers lost in each other under a cloudless night sky. With the added effect of Procol Harum's song, the picture was breathtakingly romantic. "I still don't get it," Nathan shook his head, "she used to be a guy and now she looks like she's enjoying it." "Are you ok buddy?" Alec looked at him with concern. "You look pale." Nathan waved his hand dismissively. "You're still worried about your TGIE, don't you?" "Well, gentlemen, you'll leave you to discuss the gory details of TGIE in private" Brenda and Kate got up "nature calls." Nathan sipped on his soda. "What's it like?" "TGIE? Man, it was the longest hour of my life. I was scared shitless. When in the end they told me I failed, I almost peed in my pants. A minute later it turned out that failing means you go home with your dick intact. Don't think about it. You still have one year to get ready for this." "Guess you're right," Nathan sighed. Meanwhile, the song ended and Jerry and Celeste returned to their booth. Alec decided to change topic to ease Nathan up a little. "Man, look at those boobs. God, I wish Brenda had knockers like that." "Yeah, she's kinda small," Nathan smiled. "Why don't you ask her to enlarge them?" Alec laughed heartily. "I tried. I begged her to get a pair of C's at least. Boy she was furious, didn't talk to me for a week. Guess I'll have to be happy with what nature gave her. You're lucky guy, pal. Kate's got nice titties." "Yeah," Nathan grinned. "Shit, man! Look at them!" Nathan turned his head to find Jerry sitting alone in the booth. "What? Where is she?" "Under the table! He just pulled her head to his crotch and she dived under the table. What a lucky bastard!" From Nathan's vantage point only Jerry was visible. Besides, the long tablecloth effectively hid whatever Celeste was doing under the table. "What are you guys so agitated about?" asked Kate snuggling beside Nathan. "Them." Alec nodded towards the booth. "Oh, where's our darling?" asked Kate. "Giving Jerry a blowjob," Alec grinned. "Gross! This isn't funny Alec!" Brenda looked at him with disgust. "Look Bren, I saw her getting under the table. Unless he asked her to tie up his shoes, there's only one explanation." Nathan looked towards the booth. Jerry was sitting with his arms sprawled wide on the backrest and half closed eyes. Nathan didn't know what to think. He found Celeste's submissiveness very disturbing. According to Brenda, a year or so ago she was a guy. Now she was on her knees, servicing her best friend in a very degrading manner. "How can you turn a guy into a docile girl, who drops to her knees without even a slight attempt to resist?" he wondered inwardly. He tried to put himself in Jerry's shoes for a change. He imagined himself getting a slow, sloppy blowjob from a stunning girl wearing a slinky dress, her feet in high heels with a chain clanking between them. He sighed heavily when his imaginary hand reached down to cup her massive breast. Kate wanting to stay out of Alec and Brenda's heated dispute on whether oral sex in public places was disgusting or not, turned her attention to Nathan. With surprise she watched his slightly flushed cheeks, his heaving chest and the telltale bulge in his crotch. "Why the hell are you so aroused, babe?" she wondered. Sure, Celeste was a hot chick, but would just looking at her get Nathan so worked up? Either he was imagining her doing to him what she was doing now to Jerry, or... Kate giggled inwardly. No, this couldn't be. "Well, looks like she wasn't tying up his laces after all." Alec looked at Brenda defiantly. Celeste was sitting beside Jerry holding a hand mirror, carefully reapplying her lipstick. "I've seen enough for one evening," Nathan said standing up. "See you later guys." "I'm coming with you, babe." Kate clung to his arm. "You look like you need somebody to comfort you this evening." Alec grinned. "Later guys. Oh, and Nathan? We'll drop by tomorrow to sample your cuisine." They left the club and boarded Nathan's Firebird. For a minute or two they traveled in silence, Kate playing with her PDA, Nathan peering gloomily at the road ahead. "Gee, I can't stop thinking about Jerry and Celeste," Kate finally broke the silence. "Poor thing, forced to wear all those feminine things. Satin panties, lacy garter belts, silky stockings, bras, skimpy dresses, sexy high heels, restraints that look like designer's jewelry, makeup... boy, this must be overwhelming for a guy. Feeling all those hungry eyes ogling the bombshell body he didn't ask for. I can't even begin to imagine how she must feel." She glanced at Nathan. He said nothing, just kept staring at the road. After a while Kate continued. "God, I'll bet she's sitting there, with a fresh layer of lipstick on her lips, probably still tasting Jerry's sperm on her tongue, thinking about what he'll do to her once they get home." Kate glanced at Nathan and paused for a moment. "Imagine poor Celeste wearing nothing but a garter belt, stockings and a slinky baby doll, waiting on satin sheets for Jerry to come and ravish her body. I wonder how humiliated she must be, feeling her best friend's rock hard cock penetrating her tender, moist vagina. Do you think she resists him?" She paused again glancing at Nathan. Receiving no answer Kate continued her rant. "No, I somehow can't picture Paul lying meekly in Celeste's body, letting Jerry fuck his brains out. I'm sure he fights. I'll bet Jerry has to tie her up before he uses her body. Imagine Celeste's vulnerable form laying spread eagled on the bed, waiting for Jerry to finish his shower. She struggles helplessly in her bonds, knowing what's coming. Then water stops running and Jerry emerges from bathroom, his cock flailing between his legs. Her eyes go wide with horror, but her pussy starts tingling, getting ready to welcome Jerry's cock. She pleads and begs but he just... Nathan! Look out!" They were driving on the wrong side of the road, straight into another car. The other driver started flashing his road lights. Nathan turned the steering wheel sharply right, missing the red car by inches. "Whew, that was close," Kate sighed with relief. "Shut the fuck up Kate. Don't say another word," Nathan hissed through clenched teeth. A smug smile flashed on Kate's face as she made herself comfortable. She kept quiet during the reminder of their trip, glancing at Nathan from time to time. Fifteen minutes later they pulled up into the driveway by Kate's parents' house. Kate placed her palm on the bulge on Nathan's crotch and leaned towards him, her lips less than an inch from his mouth. "Wanna come upstairs? I can relieve you of this... tension." She pressed her lips against his, but he turned his head away. "I don't feel that good. I better go home get some rest." "Sure honey, suit yourself." She patted his erection. "Call me tomorrow." Nathan didn't go home. He returned to the Paper Moon Club and parked in a lot outside. If someone asked him why was he there, he wouldn't be able to tell. Something he couldn't name or explain had drawn him to this place. He wasn't even sure it was Celeste. He just felt inescapable compulsion to return. He felt his anxiety slowly building. He opened the driver side window, breathed deeply and checked the clock. It was almost 11:30PM. He closed his eyes trying to relax. The warm July night air soothingly caressed his face taking some of the tension away. When he heard the clicking of high heels mixed with soft metallic clanking, he felt butterflies flying inside his stomach. Jerry and Celeste were returning from the club, talking. "... but that's so embarrassing, please Jerry!" Jerry laughed. "Last time you wore pants you looked bored, you know, with no skirt to tug at to hide you garters." "Stop being an asshole, Jerry. My garters were showing through those pants!" "You'll slip into something more comfortable once we get home." Jerry laughed again, then a meaty slap echoed off the club's wall, followed by surprised, "Ouch!" They approached the convertible parked next to Nathan's Firebird. Nathan closed his eyes pretending he was asleep, his heart thudding like a sledge hammer. He heard a door open, then Celeste's chain clanked, and the door closed. A few seconds later he heard a thump, probably caused by Jerry jumping into the driver seat. "Come on babe, I have an itch." Jerry must have been grinning. "You can't be serious. Again already? Jerry, I'm using half a tube of lipstick every day!" Celeste pleaded. "Can't help it, babe. I've never thought you'd become that good at giving head. I'm kinda addicted. Come on, get on it." After a long moment of silence Nathan heard a zipper going down. When Jerry started the engine Nathan opened his eyes and peeked cautiously through the window. Celeste was leaning to the side with her head buried in Jerry's crotch. His left hand rested on her buttock, stroking her backside through the dress. Her auburn mane bobbed up and down between the steering wheel and Jerry's torso in even, roughly second long intervals. When Jerry turned his head to look back, their eyes locked. Nathan's heart stopped for a second. He stared into Jerry's eyes unable to move a muscle. After what seemed like an hour, Jerry winked at him, turned his head, and begun reversing. When they were gone, Nathan needed several minutes to calm down. He felt this crushing mixture of arousal and disgust for the second time in his life. The first time had happened when he was seven or eight. One night, when he was lying in his bed, he heard his mother screaming. He ran to check what was going on. Linda, his sister, was already there, peeking into their parents' bedroom through a keyhole. She turned and looked at Nathan, her face showing incomprehension. When she ran off to her bedroom, Nathan took her place in front of the door and peeked inside. A taboo shattered into pieces right before his eyes. Nathan shook his head and started the engine, deciding not to ponder this anymore. He wouldn't be able to make sense of the mess in his head anyway. Steering clear of Darlings should solve the problem, at least until his TGIE. Lost in thoughts, Nathan failed to notice Kate's car parked on the side of the road. When the Firebird's taillights had disappeared, Kate picked up her cell and dialed. "Brenda? I need to talk to you." "I know it's late, but it's important." "Nathan. I think my super-boy has very naughty fantasies." "I know. But I'll need your help with something." "I'm on my way." Chapter 3 "Happy birthday, buddy!" Alec roared for the fifth time, placing a bottle of beer in front of Nathan. "To Nathan!" Kate raised her glass. "To Nathan!" Brenda joined in the toast. They had been celebrating Nathan's 21st birthday since 8PM. With each draught of beer the world was becoming a bit more rickety and Kate much sexier. After four bottles Nathan was positively light headed. "Let's go to my place," Kate whispered, her lips brushing his ear, "I've got a present for you." "What is it?" Nathan slurred. "You'll see." Her tongue probed his ear. "But I'll give you a hint, babe. This," she cupped his crotch, "will be rock hard for the next two days." Nathan cleared his throat and grabbed the bottle. He gulped half of the beer down and got up. "Uh, thanks for coming guys, but we need to scramble." "Don't worry about us, have fun you two." Alec grinned. "Just bring him back in one piece, Kate." Kate smiled smartly. "Well, I intend to make sure he'll have all the right pieces in all the right places when you see him again." Brenda giggled. "Have fun Nathan," she said blowing him a kiss. The ride to Kate's place was a blur. When they arrived, Kate led Nathan upstairs to her parents' bedroom. "Whoa, now that's a bed!" exclaimed Nathan walking up to a queen size bed occupying most of the room. The bed looked to had been prepared earlier. The mattress was covered with lavender satin sheet, neatly tugged underneath it. A large, comfortable looking, satin pillow laid in the middle of the bed, by the padded headboard. In the four corners, sturdy restraints made of black leather waited open. "Are your parents into bondage?" asked Nathan looking at the restraints. "Nope. I installed them." Kate smiled approaching Nathan. "Hmm, what for?" "For you, sweetie." She pushed him onto the bed and straddled his belly. "Are you ready to receive your present, babe?" she asked with her face inches from Nathan's. Without waiting for the answer Kate began kissing his neck. "Oh yeah, babe," he whispered. Kate lifted his T-shirt and begun kissing his chest, slowly moving down towards his belly. She stopped abruptly when she heard snoring. "Now, this will make things a bit easier," grinned Kate looking at sleeping Nathan. Nathan woke up to the sound of curtains sliding open. "Wake up sleepy head!" Kate shouted cheerfully. He opened his eyes and instantly closed them again. The bright morning sunlight blinded him. "What is Kate doing in my bedroom?" he wondered silently. The painful throbbing inside his head didn't make thinking any easier. Nathan wanted to rub his temples, but something held his wrists trapped. He squinted his eyes and investigated. Two bands of leather were snugly wrapped around his wrists, stretching his arms towards the corners of the bed. That rung a bell. There was a party at Paper Moon Club; they were celebrating his 21st birthday. Then Kate took him to her place. They were in her parents' bedroom, he was about to get lucky, then he must've fallen asleep. He turned his gaze towards his feet, to find his ankles locked inside leather restraints as well. His naked body was stretched spread-eagled upon the bed. Kate was standing by the edge of the bed completely naked, grinning ear to ear. "Are you ready for your birthday present, babe?" Nathan felt as if he'd been run over by a truck, sex was the last thing on his mind. "I feel like shit, Kate. I don't think I can even get hard." "We'll see about that. Anyway, have I mentioned sex? Here's your present sweetie." She pointed her finger in the direction the wall to her left. Nathan's eyes followed the line between her index finger and the wall. A pink shopping bag stood upon the vanity table in the corner of the bedroom. A twinge of anxiety stabbed his stomach when he saw the logo. "Darling's Delight" read the elegant curvy letters. An outline of the back of female foot with a stiletto pump on was printed to the right. The foot had a shackle locked around the ankle. A thin chain ran left from the shackle, forming a stylish bow below the two words. "Let's see what's inside." Kate approached the vanity table smiling mysteriously. Nathan's gaze was transfixed on her hand as it disappeared inside the bag. It emerged holding a pink rectangular box, roughly fifteen by ten inches, wrapped with a wide white ribbon, gathered into a bow. A note was attached to the bow. Kate walked up to the bed and sat on Nathan's right side. "It's for you honey," she smiled showing him the card. "With love to Nathan. Kate" Read the feminine handwriting. Red lipstick covered lips had been pressed below. "Looks like you'll need help with opening your present, sweetheart," Kate purred stroking the leather band on his ankle with her big toe. Nathan kept silent looking suspiciously at the box. With slow deliberate moves Kate removed the ribbon and opened the box. Its insides were covered with red velvet cloth. Several items were arranged in appropriately shaped recesses inside. A booklet with pink glossy cover caught Nathan's attention first. "MANUAL," read capital letters in the middle of the cover. Kate picked up the book and began reading. "It says I should read it aloud," she said. "Congratulations on choosing one of our do-it-at-home kits," she began. "We are sure you will have as much fun using it, as we had creating it. Before you proceed, please make sure your partner expressed his consent to proceed on the attached forms." "We'll worry about this later," she waved her hand. "Yada, yada, yada, some legal gibberish here... ok, here goes." "So, is your partner ready for his exciting adventure into the unknown? Are you ready to take him there? Please, use the checklist below to make sure you have everything under control." "Are you wearing his favorite outfit? Visualization will be an important part of his experience. Please make sure you are dressed appropriately." Kate stood up and placed the box and manual back on the vanity table. She opened a dresser's drawer and fished out a white lacy garter belt. Looking Nathan straight in the eyes, she slowly wrapped the garment around her waist and locked it on her back. Next she picked a white sheer stocking. She put her right feet on the bed and begun gathering the hose between her fingers. "When you put on seamed stockings, babe, you gotta do it carefully." She pulled the nylon over her foot and begun slowly working it up her calf, adjusting the sheer fabric every two inches. "The seams have to be right on the back of your legs to give them this sexy elongated look." Nathan watched intently as the white fabric slowly traveled up Kate's legs, guided by her deft fingers. The throbbing in his temples was slowly subsiding. When the stocking was all the way up her thigh, Kate pulled down a garter and attached it to the lacy top. Then she turned around, and carefully attached the garter on the back. She picked up another hose and begun sliding it up her left leg. Nathan licked his lips, feeling his manhood becoming erect. Kate kept glancing at him as she worked the hose up her leg, the smug smile never leaving her face. When she had finished adjusting the garters, she leaned against the dresser, rose to her toes and slowly gyrated her hips. The seams formed perfectly straight lines along her legs, all the way to the lacy tops, which formed alluring half circle below her buttocks. She lifted her leg and slowly ran her foot along the seam on the other leg. "God, they feel wonderful against my skin," she purred looking back at Nathan, "I kinda envy you, babe." "What?" Kate just sent him another smug smile in reply. She retrieved another garment from the drawer and held it up over her head. It slid down onto her body, covering her belly with a film of transparent nylon. She adjusted two thin straps over her arms and slowly inserted her breasts into the triangular openings formed by the nylon body and two lacy straps on each side of the babydoll. The lace and the nylon encircling her breasts made them look a size bigger. "You look... wistful, babe." She made a sad face approaching the bed. "But don't worry, soon you'll be wearing even sexier things." Nathan looked at her quizzically. Without saying a word Kate picked up a white high heeled pump from the floor and slid her foot inside. She placed her foot on the bed and closed the strap around her ankle. Nathan lifted his head to get a better view. Kate put on the second shoe and returned to the dresser. She retrieved a transparent nylon glove, leaned against the dresser and started sliding it up her arm. "I spent entire day learning to walk in these shoes, and the heels are only four inches high!" She looked at Nathan with pretended compassion. "Those five inch monsters are gonna be a bitch to wear, especially with those nasty anklets on. But I'm sure you'll manage, sweetheart." Nathan processed what he'd just heard observing Kate leveling the nylon over her fingers and arms. When she finished, she stood between the bed and the dresser so that Nathan could see her entire figure, rose her arms and swirled several times on her tiptoes. Nathan temporarily forgot Kate's strange remarks, gazing at her shimmering pirouetting figure. Sunlight shining through the large window on the right sparkled enchantingly over Kate's lingerie. His penis became so hard, it almost started to ache. When Kate stopped, the transparent skirt of her baby doll fell down an inch or two below her crotch. She picked up the manual and laid down beside Nathan. With a crooked smile she watched his eyes roaming over her curves. After several second she began reading again. "Are you wearing his favorite outfit?" Kate slowly ran her fingers along her side, watching Nathan's eyes obediently following her hand. "Check!" "Is your partner securely restrained? Although for now he is cooperating, this will most likely change as you progress. You do not want to have to stop when he is half finished." Kate got up and tightened Nathan's restraints. "Check!" she announced lying back beside him. "Is he aroused? Arousal will make him more pliable. The process was designed to keep him aroused all the time, but feel free help it along. Just make sure he does not orgasm before the final item is used." Kate gently pushed Nathan's rock hard cock with the sole of her pump, making it bob to the sides. "Check!" "If you have answered 'yes' to the above questions, you are ready to begin. Your partner is probably very eager at this point to see those sexy curves forming on his body." Kate paused for a moment to look at Nathan. He was looking back at her with worried expression. "Not really," she commented and got back to reading. "Pick up item labeled A, and spray the contents over his body. Leave his crotch and chest uncovered to avoid unnecessary delays. If he is having second thoughts, you may use the paralyzing agent we provided. You will find it in slot labeled A1. The drug will make your partner unable to move his body for 30 minutes. He will still be able to talk however, so he can share his experiences with you." Kate got up and retrieved a black object from the box. It looked like a small female shaped figurine. The woman clung to a rod extending from a flat circular base to about an inch over the figurine's head. Her right high heeled foot rested on the base, her left leg was wrapped around the rod, giving her the look of a pole dancer. "Ready?" asked Kate sitting on her calves between Nathan's legs. "What's this? What are you planning to do, Kate?" The tension in Nathan's voice was palpable. "Let's see how it works." Kate pointed the figurine's parted mouth towards Nathan thigh and pressed the extending part of the rod. Nathan lifted his head and froze. Brown cool substance sprayed from the woman's mouth and formed a growing circle on Nathan's thigh. Kate released the rod when the circle was about two inches in diameter. After a moment the substance became translucent. Kate ran her nylon clad finger over the tan colored patch on Nathan's thigh and smiled. She pinched his skin between her fingers as if trying to peal it off, but the shimmering substance was adhered to Nathan's skin. "Well, honey, looks like you'll be wearing skin tight sheer nylon casuist in a short while. Excited?" Powerful muscles bulged all over Nathan's body as he pulled on his restraints. Kate smirked, rested her chin on her palm, and started slowly stroking Nathan's cock with her free hand. "Stop it, Nathan. I was told these restraints would hold a buffalo in place." "Let me go, Kate!" "I don't think so sweetie." Kate's nylon covered fingers continued sliding up and down his stiff manhood. With amused expression on her face she noticed Nathan's struggling becoming gradually weaker. Finally Nathan gave up and rested his head on the pillow, heaving. Kate picked up the figurine and started covering his right thigh with the brown substance. Nathan watched the sheer tan nylon slowly swallowing his thigh with widening eyes. With fresh vigor he trashed in his bonds, trying to break free. Kate stopped spraying and looked at him sternly. She got up, approached the vanity table, and picked something from the box. "Sorry honey, but I don't want you to hurt yourself," she said pressing a small hypodermic gun to his buttock. Before Nathan had a chance to move away she pressed the trigger and moved back. After about five seconds Nathan's body went limp. He lifted his head and looked down with horror. "Please, stop it Kate!" he pleaded. Kate stooped, unfastened the cuff on his ankle and jumped back. When his leg remained motionless for several seconds she undid the rest of his restraints. "Much better now," she said, returning to sit between his legs. Without farther interruptions she covered the top of his leg with liquid nylon. "Kate, please tell me you're not doing what I think you're doing," begged Nathan. She giggled. "I'm afraid honey I'm doing exactly what you think I'm doing." Kate puffed lifting Nathan's leg. She thoroughly sprayed the sole of this foot, and then threw the foot onto her shoulder. "Boy, you're heavy," she complained spraying the sides of his calf. When she was done, she turned her attention to his other leg. With Nathan's body lying limply, this one took much less time to finish. "Having good time, babe?" she teased looking at Nathan's still hard manhood. She took the head into her mouth and fluttered her tongue over the tip. Smiling she got back to work. Nathan observed helplessly as Kate methodically covered his hips, belly, shoulders, neck, arms and hands with the nylon. On his chest she left an ominously looking gap. "Not... much... left... honey," she huffed flipping Nathan onto his belly, "just hang in there." Nathan felt her spray the backs of his calves and thighs, then his buttocks. "Why are you doing this to me Kate?!" There was a long pause before Kate answered. "Why?" She smacked his buttock. The hit felt surprisingly pleasant through the thin layer of nylon. "Because" SMACK! "of the way" SMACK! "you looked at Celeste!" SMACK! "You've never become that hard by just looking at me!" SMACK! "Babe, I've never meant to hurt your feelings! I just... don't know why I reacted that way!" "But I know. You either fantasized of screwing her, or being screwed like her!" SMACK! "Either way, we're gonna find out soon!" SMACK! "Kate, please, I'll never ever look at another woman again!" Kate guffawed evilly. "Oh, that part, you got right, muscle boy." SMACK! "Now lay still and let me finish!" Nathan clenched his teeth with anger and started at headboard, feeling the liquid being sprayed all over his back. Having finished, Kate turned him onto his back and locked the restraints on his limbs. She sat on the edge of the bed and wiped her forehead. "Boy, am I tired! I'm going downstairs to make some coffee. Don't go anywhere, sweetie," she giggled and left the room, her heels clicking down the stairs. "I want something to drink Kate!" he shouted after her. Nathan groaned and looked down at his body. The sheer tan nylon shining with reflected sunrays seemed out of place on his muscular body. "If I somehow get out of this mess, I'll kill this crazy bitch," he made an inward vow. Kate returned a quarter later carrying a glass. "Drink it, Nathan. It's orange juice," she said holding a straw in front of his lips. He sipped the juice and spit out the straw. "It tastes funny." "It's laced with something that'll ensure you won't have to use bathroom for a while. Now drink it, unless you wanna wear a diaper." Nathan glanced angrily at Kate and obediently gulped the juice. "Shall we continue?" she smiled sweetly at him and picked up the manual. She laid down beside him and continued reading. "If you have applied the contents of item A as described, there will be no need to reapply it. The changes will be complete within 24 hours. If you wish to prolong the process, you may use item labeled X. Each pill will extend the transformation by 48 hours." "No, thank you," muttered Kate to herself. "The next step is giving your partner that innocent lovely face. Please apply the contents of item B to his lips. Should you have trouble with this, anywhere on the face will do. For full effect, item B has to be applied three times." Kate got up and retrieved the item from the box. She returned carrying a small, red tube in her hand. Nathan watched her hand as if it was holding a live grenade. Kate removed the tube's cover and twisted the base. A sparkling red rod with a rounded slanted tip emerged from the tube. "How cute!" exclaimed Kate. "A lipstick." She snuggled beside him, threw her leg over Nathan's belly, and brought the rod to his lips. "Part your lips a little, babe." "There's no way I'm gonna let you do this, Kate!" Nathan turned and twisted his head wildly to avoid her hand. After a minute of struggling Kate gave up. She looked at Nathan coldly, then her face softened and she smiled. She sat up, parted her lips, and brought the lipstick to them. With her eyes boring into Nathan's skull, she began applying the lipstick. When her both lips glistened with a thick layer of red, she put the tube away. She rested her head on her palm beside Nathan's head and moved her other hand to his crotch. Nathan gasped when her nylon covered palm grabbed his cock. He looked up at Kate's smiling face and swallowed. Her palm lazily sliding up and down his shaft felt like heaven. He tried to ignore the waves of ecstasy radiating from his crotch, but after half a minute gave up feeling powerless. He closed his eyes and relished in Kate's tender caresses. He was taken by surprise when Kate rolled onto him, grabbed his head between her palms and pressed her lips against his. Before his mind moved from the handjob mode to "oh, shit!" mode, a generous amount of red lipstick had covered his lips, and Kate was planting quick kisses all over his face and forehead. When Nathan finally was able to react, Kate sat up straddling him. Her hand moved behind and gave his cock a few more strokes. She bit her lower lip and looked down at his face. "Gotcha, sweethart!" Nathan turned his head in a futile attempt to wipe the lipstick off on the pillow. Without breaking his neck, it wouldn't work. "Well," Kate stood up and started tightening his bonds, "I have to leave you for a few hours alone. I'm going to the mall with Brenda." "They're too tight!" complained Nathan. "Not for long." She smiled at him, pulling on the strap at his ankle with all her strength. "Wouldn't want you to wiggle your ass out of these, babe." She walked up to the vanity table, took something from the bag, and approached Nathan holding the item behind her back. She stooped over Nathan's head like a vulture ready to swoop down on its prey. "Kate, please stop this mad..." Nathan wasn't able to finish. Her hand shot from behind her back, pushing a long object into his open mouth. She pulled on the two straps attached to the object and wound them around his head. Before Nathan had a chance to react, he heard a click behind his head and the straps tightened pushing the object deeper into his mouth. Nathan felt around the rod with his tongue. It penetrated about three inches into his mouth, keeping his teeth an inch and a half apart. His tongue slid along bumps and ridges on the object's rubbery surface. Behind the rounded soft tip he could feel a groove running along the rod's circumference. He looked up at Kate frowning. "Yes, it is what you think it is, sweetie," Kate patted his cheek, "start getting used to the feeling." Nathan thrashed in his bonds, trying desperately to push the shaft out of his mouth. Kate watched his struggles with hand on her hip and lopsided smile. Finally he gave up and looked at Kate pleadingly. "Sorry, babe, it stays in. Don't want you to spook the neighbors." When Kate left, Nathan assessed his situation. He was lying helplessly bound with the humiliating gag penetrating deeply into his mouth. The fact that a woman put him in this pickle only added to his shame. His body was tingling. It felt as if hundreds of centipedes wearing silky nylons were crawling over his skin. The sensation was very disturbing and incredibly erotic. Even if he wished to deny he enjoyed it, the proof stuck out obscenely between his legs. His insides cringed as he imagined Kate's comments once she got back. His lips and the spots on his face and forehead where Kate had kissed him felt warm. Before Kate gagged him, he'd considered licking the lipstick off, but now all he could do was to wait helplessly. It was obvious he was knee deep in shit. It seemed very unlikely that Kate was only messing with his head. It looked like she had planned every single detail of it. The present, the gag, he wondered grimly what else she'd brought in that bag. She even bought lingerie which she knew, would keep him distracted. The only option was to wait for a mistake on Kate's part. Nathan clutched his fingers and closed his eyes. "Only one small mistake is all I need, please." It was getting dark outside when Nathan heard a door open and close downstairs. Ten minutes later Kate's high heels were clicking up the stairs. She entered the room, switched the light on and froze staring at Nathan, nylon glove halfway up her arm. Her reaction didn't surprise Nathan. He'd spent the last several hours registering with growing horror the changes taking place over his body. The leather restrains became loose around his ankles and wrists, but the elastic straps connecting them to the base of the bed were stretching with each passing hour. He couldn't move at all now. His body stopped tingling two or three hours ago, but the unwanted sensations intensified. The liquid nylon gently gripped and caressed his entire body, ensuring his manhood would stay hard as a rock. He'd felt his strength being drained from his body slowly. He wasn't sure anymore if he could easily overpower Kate in case he got the chance he'd been praying for. Kate's lips slowly formed a wide smile. She finished putting on the glove, took off her pumps and kneeled between Nathan's legs. She ran her index fingers along his body, starting at the knees and ending on hips. "Nice curves you've been developing down there." Her gaze slid over his torso and arms and stopped at his face. "It's simply amazing. To tell you the truth, I doubted it would actually work, but this..." Once more she glanced all over Nathan's body. "This is unbelievable." Her right index finger stroked the base of his cock several times, then slowly slid up along the shaft. "Gee, you could punch your way into Fort Knox vault with that. See? I told you it would be fun!" When their eyes met, Kate's smile evaporated and she swallowed nervously. However, after a moment she was back in her playful mood. She brushed her finger along Nathan upper lip and examined the nylon carefully. "We need to refresh your makeup, sweetie." She reached behind Nathan's head and unlocked the strap. The moment the ends came loose, he pushed the plastic penis out of his mouth and made a few circles with his jaw. "I'll..." He looked at her surprised. "...kill you Kate?" The surprise in his eyes turned into shock. Kate bit her lower lip suppressing a burst of laughter. "It's ok, sweetie. You wanted to kiss me?" "I said I'll kill you..." Kate laid down atop his body, her lips inches from his. "I heard you the first time. Go ahead and kiss me." After a moment of silence she pressed her lips against Nathan's and pushed her tongue into his mouth. "Don't make any threats with that voice, babe," she said breaking the kiss, "you don't sound convincing at all. But for seducing, your new voice will be perfect." "Get off me Kate," he squirmed underneath her, "my joints are about to dislocate." Kate got up and looked at his limbs. Nathan's body had shrunk several inches while she was gone. She loosened the straps connecting his restraints to base of the bed. "Comfy now?" she asked picking up the lipstick. She straddled his belly and lifted the hand holding the tube expectantly. "Part your lips a little, babe." Nathan looked at the tube in her hand with horror. "Look, Kate," he pleaded, "you've made your point. You've humiliated me enough. Please, end this and let me go." "Open up, Nathan." He shut his lips tightly and turned his head away. Kate observed him for several seconds, her finger tapping against the tube. "Open them up, or I'll gag you for the night." After processing pros and cons of defiance Nathan slowly turned his head and looked at Kate angrily. He sighed and parted his lips. "Good girl." Kate smiled and brought the sparkling red rod to his lower lip. When it touched his mouth, Nathan shuddered. "A little wider... that's it!" Nathan felt the thick waxy substance slowly covering his lip. He waged an inner battle to keep his head still, fully aware of what compliance meant. His instincts urged him to close his mouth and turn his head away. To occupy his mind with something else than the vision of his feminized face, he locked his eyes on Kate's hand slowly moving right and left in front of his face. "Pull your head up," requested Kate. He reluctantly complied. Kate began working on his upper lip, meticulously applying the lipstick. The feminine smell of the cosmetic teased his senses, drawing his thoughts towards what lied at the end of this insanity. "Now smile for me, sweetie." Feeling like a jerk he grinned at Kate. She smiled back and coated his lips with another layer lipstick. "Almost finished. Now watch my lips." She slid her lips against each other several times. "Go on." Nathan repeated what he'd just seen, spreading the lipstick evenly across his lips. He nearly spat when he felt its taste inside his mouth. "Lovely!" Kate beamed down at him admiring her handiwork. Then she stooped down and kissed him briefly. He felt defeated. And humiliated. His girlfriend had been painting his lips and he'd done nothing to stop that. He was surprised by unfamiliar tingling budding up in his belly and spreading down towards his crotch. It reached his abdomen and stopped there, as if meeting a dam holding its progress. Scared, he closed his eyes and tried to think about boring or unpleasant things like doing dishes, reading poetry, and going to church with his mother. However, it didn't help, his arousal wouldn't settle down. Kate picked up the manual and lied down besides Nathan. She began reading, the nylon clad sole of her feet swishing idly along his leg. "If you have followed our instructions precisely, you are ready for the next step. Now it is best time to ensure your partner's full cooperation, either verbally, or through securely applied bondage. We will be developing his chest and this is usually the point at which most males start experiencing doubts." Kate looked at Nathan curiously. "Do you have any doubts, honey?" Nathan glared at her in silence. "Fine, then." "Inside the slot C you will find several candies. Put one underneath your tongue and wait for it to dissolve. After the candy has been fully dissolved, you will experience increased salivation in your mouth. You will have 15 minutes to thoroughly cover your partner's chest with your saliva. Each application will increase his chest size approximately one and a half cup sizes. Please wait at least four hours between consecutive applications. Take note that after reaching the maximum size additional applications will have no effect." Kate picked up a candy and eyed it carefully. From Nathan's vantage point it looked like a small red teardrop. Kate put it inside her mouth and moved her jaw around. "Dylyshesh," she pointed at her cheek, "shewwee flewhed." She laid atop Nathan and began sucking the candy making loud smacking sounds. He gazed at her lips frowning, his anxiety rapidly rising. "Don't do this to me Kate, I don't wanna have tits." "Don't be ridiculous, sweetie. All girls have boobies." She extended her tongue and licked his left nipple. Nathan jerked at his bonds in a vain attempt to throw Kate off his body. She slid down several inches, clutched his chest between her palms, and sucked in his nipple. His wild thrashing had little effect on her; Kate was stuck to his body like a leech. Every move caused his penis to brush against her nylon covered belly, producing waves of unwanted pleasure in his crotch. He yanked at his bonds one final time and calmed down breathing heavily. Kate let his nipple go and slid her tongue over it, leaving a glistening trail of saliva on his chest. She moved her head to the right and locked her mouth over his other nipple. She sucked on it gently for a long while, bringing back the unsettling tingling inside Nathan's belly. Like the last time, it gradually spread down to his abdomen, stopping several inches above his cock. She let his nipple go and started making warm wet circles around it with her tongue. Nathan stared at the ceiling breathing deeply. The way Kate handled him made him feel utterly powerless. She just did whatever she wanted, paying no attention to his pleas. He felt the tip of her tongue moving across his torso, back towards his left nipple, which it then started to circle. Nathan licked his lips and swallowed. The taste of lipstick brought back the feeling of defeat he'd experienced not so long ago. Together with the sensuous touch of Kate's nylon clad body and warm velvety caresses on his strangely sensitive skin, it produced a disturbing mix of emotions. Some small part of him wanted to give in, to succumb to the pleasure. "What is the point of fighting," it whispered, "you can do nothing to stop it anyway." Kate moved her head farther to the left and started sliding her wet tongue in long vertical lines, moving right. She was looking at him with smiling eyes, clearly having fun. Nathan imagined two globes of creamy flesh growing on his chest and felt a sudden hit of panic. He grabbed the straps of his restraints and pulled with all his might. "Please, Kate, I'll do anything you want. Just wipe my chest dry." She ignored him, continuing to cover the rest of his chest with liberal amounts of her saliva. Nathan thought, he could see a smile dancing on her lips. Her hard nipples tickled his belly whenever she moved, giving away her arousal. "There you go, sweetheart," Kate complacently announced several minutes later. She stood up and looked at his glistening chest. "Perfect! Don't know about you, but I'm tired. Be back in a jiffy." She turned off the light and left. Nathan turned his head and looked outside the window. The full moon shone palely on the cloudless, star ridden sky. He heard Kate taking shower in the bathroom. He shifted his body as much as the restraints allowed. He'd spend close to twenty fours spread eagled and wished he could take at least a tiny stroll. Kate came back and threw a cover over his body. She adjusted it so that its upper edge rested on his belly and slid underneath it. "Nighty night, babe," she whispered throwing her leg over his body. Nathan looked down at his chest with sinking heart. Kate's saliva ominously glistened in the moonlight, heralding the inevitable. He wondered inwardly why it hadn't dried yet. Maybe Kate screwed something up? Unlikely. Everything she'd done so far was horrifyingly effective. The chances this wouldn't work seemed very slim. He closed his eyes suddenly feeling exhausted. Kate breathed steadily on his left. Even in her sleep she teased him, rubbing her leg against his belly from time to time. A telltale tent sticking up several inches below her leg proved, she'd kept her promise so far. She kept him hard the whole day. The last thing on Nathan's mind before he fell asleep was how big "one and a half cup size" actually was. Chapter 4 Nathan had a wonderful erotic dream. He was lying on slick slippery fabric which caressed his back sensuously. Something was wrapped snugly around his wrists and ankles, keeping his body helplessly immobile. Titillating waves of sheer ecstasy were engulfing his upper body. It felt as if he had two ultra sensitive penises on his chest and one of them was receiving a blowjob. The other, wet and cool, waited impatiently for its turn. He heard himself panting softly. The warm damp cavity let the left penis out, and soon he felt a draft of hot air on the right one. Something wet with velvety texture slid against it, and then a soft moist ring pressed around it. He felt sucking sensation and the penis head slid into the cavity. It was weird. The head seemed to stretch and extend to fill the space inside. Girly delightful moans accompanied the slurping sounds coming from the direction of his chest. He wondered briefly who was moaning, but decided it was unimportant. Instead he squirmed in his bonds, trying to push his chest up. The sensation of captivity amplified the pleasure he felt, making it more acute, nearly unbearable. Then something strange happened. The head of the cock was pushed gently into his chest. He concentrated his attention on his torso and explored. It felt as if his chest was swollen and heavier than usually. The wet, velvety thing started sliding up and down across his skin, leaving streaks of sticky substance behind. After every pass it made, his chest jiggled disturbingly. For a split second he considered opening his eyes to see what was going on, but then the dream would end. And Nathan wanted it to continue for as long as possible. The dream ended roughly ten minutes later. He laid still panting, with his whole chest feeling slimy, already longing for the ecstasy he'd felt only moments ago. When he opened his eyes, his arousal was quickly replaced with dread. It wasn't penises he found before his eyes. Two lemon-sized lumps of creamy flesh protruded proudly on his chest. His areolas doubled in diameter. Two erect nipples jutted out in their centers. The breasts glistened with a fresh layer of Kate's saliva. "Good morning, sleepy head," Kate greeted him cheerfully. She was kneeling between his spread legs, scanning his body with satisfaction painted on her face. "This can't be real..." he whispered to himself. He raised his eyes to look at Kate, then looked down towards his breasts. "Don't look so disappointed, honey. They'll grow. I promise," she smiled sweetly. "Please, Kate! Please, wipe it off! I don't want them bigger. I don't want them at all!" "Oh, really?" she cocked her head. "A minute ago you seemed to like them a lot. What made you change your mind so quickly?" Nathan felt his cheeks getting warm. Kate giggled. "You're blushing?! That's so sweet, babe. You don't need to play prude with me. Now..." she stood up, "...I've got something that will match the color of your cheeks." She picked up the lipstick tube and straddled his belly. "You know the drill, come on." Nathan meekly pursed his lips. He was surprised by the pleasant thrill the submission brought. Yesterday he'd felt frustration whenever Kate forced him to do things against his will. What happened now was frightening. It seemed the present was changing more than his body. "Splendid!" Kate announced. "It was the last dose. I'm gonna take a shower now, then we'll have some more fun." When Kate left, Nathan turned attention back to his breasts. Was it his imagination, or were they a bit larger than a quarter ago, he wondered. The perky round globes of smooth pale flesh, crowned with dark areolas and erect nipples stood out proudly, seemingly unaffected by the laws of physics. He hated to admit it, but they looked unsettlingly appealing. The only problem was they were on his chest. He felt sudden craving to touch them, to see how they feel, but it quickly passed away, replaced by the sensation of heat on his face. The havoc downwards was equally profound. The nylon covering his body was gone. His skin changed color from bronze tan to milky pale. His bulging muscles disappeared. Below the chest his body tapered into a trim slender waist, which then flared into wide womanly hips. His tummy was perfectly flat, with a cute belly button in the middle. Nathan's gaze stopped briefly over his half erect manhood. It was the only vestige of maleness left on his transformed body. His slim legs looked much longer now. They were stretched at ninety degrees angle towards the corners of the bed. His gaze traveled along the length of his right, sexy limb and stopped at the ankle. The black leather band encircling it tightly looked to him like it belonged there. The sight of his imprisoned ankle made the tingling in his belly reappear. It flooded down into his abdomen and pushed his penis up. He abruptly turned his head to the side surprised and frightened by his reaction to bondage. "What is going on with me?!" he screamed inwardly. On his side another set of disturbing images awaited. Several locks of wavy auburn locks covered his right arm. Nathan tilted his head left, causing the hair to slide off his arm. The thin hope they weren't his evaporated quickly. His lean arms were stretched to his sides and up, just like his legs. He couldn't find even a trace of the muscles he'd been so proud of a week ago. He clutched the straps of his restraints and looked back towards his breasts, feeling hounded. The straps were tense, almost hard, indicating his body must have shrunk again during the night. It seemed no matter which part of his body he looked at, he was finding something turning him on. He sensed something sharp digging into his palms. Loosening the grip on the straps helped somewhat. He turned his head and looked at his hand. Long feminine fingernails graced his delicate fingers. He closed his eyes and shook his head, wishing this all would turn out to be a dream. Th