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Naomi's Redemption
Foreword from the author...
Wow, it's been a while. So, I was hanging out with my pretty kitten of a
girlfriend when I happened to recall I once used to post these sleazy
stories to this TG fiction site. I try to keep coming up with little
surprises for her, it makes it seem less like I spent the last decade
*JUST* drinking too much and screwing around. I'd like to thank her for
proof reading it before I posted, and correcting some obvious mistakes. I
kind of had more patience this time around and paced myself for
subsequent chapters, so be prepared for a continuation of the story in
not too long. With all that said I hope y'all enjoy it...
Nathan tumbled out of a black fog of nightmares to an equally disturbing
reality. He was in a small room lying on an unfamiliar bed, his wrists,
waist, ankles and neck were bound to the bed with buckled restraints. His
senses started to search for further clues, as it tangled with the
distinct possibility maybe this was just another nightmare? He was naked,
his body smelt like he had been recently bathed. It was dark except for a
single lamp on a cabinet to one side of the bed, he couldn't turn his
head far either way due to the collar around his throat, there didn't
appear to be much else in the room. He could feel an IV tube snaking into
his arm. His instincts directed him to at this point scream, but nothing
but a silent throaty gasp emerged. He was pretty sure he was awake now.
The glass window in the upper half of the door at the end of the bed
revealed nothing but a corridor wall. He tried to scream again, but met
with similar success, his mouth felt utterly dry. His perception and
thoughts seemed dull and cloudy, maybe he had been drugged in some
manner. What seemed like an eternity passed, he was impotent to either
effect or learn more about his situation. A memory began to unveil itself
like a car approaching out of the night, tiny beams of light becoming
blinding as they grew near. Flashes of an argument with someone. It was
his girlfriend Susan, they were in an apartment, her apartment. She was
screaming at him and her eyes were filled with rage, he had done
something bad. He remembered feeling amused, amused and a little guilty
maybe, but about what?
He fought with his brain but nothing else of note came to him. Had he
cheated on his girlfriend? Why was he strapped down on some hospital bed?
Suddenly the door swung open and a well coiffed blonde nurse strode
strode in, heels clicking rhythmically. She didn't even look at him and
went straight to the IV. She took a hypodermic out of her pocket, removed
the cap and administered it to his drip. He heaved on the bed to get her
attention, even in his immobile and silent state she had to be aware of
his efforts, clearly she just didn't care. Upon completing her work she
spun on her heel and strode out the door again. Soon sleep began to take
hold of him again. Given the storm of unanswered questions tormenting
him, this felt like a blessing.
Consciousness hit Nathan with a wave of nausea, it felt like his face had
been crushed in a vice and his eyes were covered. Where the fuck was he
and what was happening? Oh yes, he had no idea, that was right. Someone
was in the room, and they were talking to him.
"Good morning Nathan! You have been a naughty boy haven't you, your
behaviour has left Susan a wreck. When she told me what you'd done I felt
obliged to help repair this breach in your relationship. She loves you
you know, that's why she's decided to do this for you, to help you become
a better person, it's costing her a lot of money, you should really be
ashamed with yourself..." The man's voice trailed off for a second,
seemingly to allow Nathan to attempt to respond.
Nathan could feel eyes studying him, the voice seemed familiar, it made
sense that it was someone close to Susan. Nathan tried to speak again but
the same inaudible little breath was all that came out.
"No, you can't speak at the moment dear, we've made a lot of changes, and
we'll be making a lot more over the next few months." Footsteps moved
around to the side of the bed. "I'm actually quite looking forward to
getting to know the new you, I think it's going to be a big improvement.
I don't think you ever really reached any potential, you were just a pig
really weren't you. Just because you can get away with fucking so many
different women doesn't mean you have to, you've broken a lot of hearts.
I suppose you think it was clever, that there would never be any
repercussions, that you were just having fun. I bet you don't feel so
clever now!"
The man continued to chastise Nathan, but never really elaborated on what
was actually happening. Nathan concluded from this he must have fucked
someone other than Susan. He couldn't remember who, but the fact hearing
he'd cheated on his girlfriend didn't stir any surprise probably meant it
was something he did fairly often. Nathan was torn from his thoughts and
back to the drone of his captors voice by a sharp slap across his face.
"Listen to me when I'm speaking to you you nasty little slut!" the man
bellowed. Nathan started crying, he felt so vulnerable and scared. "Oh
did I hit you a little bit too hard love, or are those just sissy tears,
I think that's maybe the problem here. Well, I have other things to
attend to. Behave, and this will be easier on you." Nathan heard the man
leave the room, he sounded so terribly familiar.
Days passed, and the only company Nathan had was the sound of the door
and the nurse's heels every few hours. The pain in his face had subsided
to a dull throb, what had they done to him? On around day five, the nurse
came in announcing he needed to eat. Even though he still couldn't see he
assumed it was the same nurse as when he had arrived. Studying the sound
of those heels had become somewhat of a fixation to break up the day. Her
voice was incredibly sexy, yet fiercely commanding. He hadn't realised
how hungry he was till the first spoonful of food passed his lips. After
a dozen or so mouthfuls he heard the spoon being placed back on the
plate.
"I'm glad you're behaving, I really can't tolerate disobedience, it makes
my job so much harder. Speaking of which, let's see how we're doing down
here..." As she spoke her hand snaked under the sheets and firmly took
hold of his cock. She squeezed it with a giggle and proclaimed, "Oh my it
has gotten rather minuscule hasn't it!"
The more she caressed his penis the more aware he became he wasn't
feeling the faintest glimmer of arousal, fear snaked up through him like
an electric shock. "Oh don't be distressed, it's not the size that
matters they say!"
What had they done to his fucking cock, was all he could silently and
blindly consider as she withdrew her hand and resumed spoon feeding him
like a baby. He needed to fight back, to show he wasn't a victim! He
clamped his teeth down on the spoon as it entered his mouth, tore it from
the nurse's grasp and threw it sideways with a twist of his head. "You
silly little cunt!" the nurse shouted in rage. He heard some commotion
near the IV. "I think it's time you went to sleep again, you'll regret
angering me." Within minutes darkness descended on him.
He came to with an expansive pain between his legs, but the revelation
his eyes were now uncovered distracted him from lingering solely on this.
Without thinking he opened his mouth to moan, something came out this
time, unfamiliar in pitch. His tongue felt thick and dry, it searched for
saliva but only discovered impossibly bloated lips, he started to cry
again. So, he'd cheated on Susan, he could have made it up to her, this
was insane, what were these people doing to him? The door to the room
opened, and Susan's boss Trevor entered, that was why the man's voice had
been so familiar. Susan worked at an expensive beauty parlour owned by
Trevor, the business also offered specialist services to... Nathan's mind
imploded as the nature of his predicament became clear in his head. He
screamed, a terribly girlish whine of horror, Trevor looked on grinning.
"I see you've put the pieces together! Well, we could have just removed
the offending organ, but that wouldn't have solved all the problems
between you and Susan. In fact we were considering leaving you with a
little memento, but nurse Jenny persuaded us chopping it off was required
to ensure your progress. You see, the thing is, Susan wants someone she
can really bond with, spend time with doing things she wants to do, a
best friend as it were. I think after what you've done to her you owe her
that much."
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" Nathan responded desperately, his voice
sounded completely alien, It was hard to get his head around, but it
sounded kind of hot.
"Oh listen to you, you sound quite the little slut! It was really
important to Susan you felt like a whore, you've been one for so long now
think of it as a poetic way to ease your transition. You only have to
open your mouth, that musical little cock loving voice is now yours for
good!" Trevor pointed out with amusement.
Tears streamed down Nathan's face again, this increasingly available
emotional release was starting to feel like his only escape from the
torment, but he was also conscious that it represented the last of his
dignity pouring away. The pain had subsided from his face somewhat, his
features felt distorted and strange.
"What have you done to me?" Nathan asked, attempting to sound demanding,
but only managing bewildered and frightened.
"We've got rid of your principle problem, the one between your legs. With
your new equipment you can really learn how to please Susan, without
being distracted running around pleasing yourself. We've given you a new
face, think of it as a new identity, a chance to make a new start, a
chance to make it up to Susan," Trevor reasoned. Gasps of fury escaped
Nathan as he fought with his restraints.
"You fucker! I'm going to fucking kill you!" Nathan screamed in his
pretty little voice, still crying uncontrollably.
"This is disappointing Nathan. I can see we're going to have to go a
little further till you accept this is for the best. Next time we speak,
I'm going to call you Naomi, and if I don't see some gratitude, the
consequences will be severe."
Nurse Jenny entered the room, her beautiful blonde locks framing a models
face.
"I'm actually glad you're continuing to misbehave you little cunt, you're
in for a big surprise when you next wake, maybe even two," she added with
a vicious smile. Trevor waved his finger at Nathan to further indicate
the trouble he was in, nurse Jenny attended to the drip again. As he'd
come to expect, sleep soon followed.
Bright lights and the rhythmic bleeps of medical machinery surrounded
Nathan. A muddle of voices shared medical terms he didn't fully
understand. His whole body was numb. Time seemed to stretch and contract
in an irregular fashion, like it was a piece of elastic being toyed with.
Skin was pulled and cold instruments did their work. So he was going to
be a woman, such a simple fact, but such an unimaginable change to be
inflicted upon someone unwilling. Would he be pretty? Why was that even
an issue, what did he care if he was fucking pretty, what was he
thinking! These people were carving him up as he lay here helpless. His
mind reeled, trying to find some sort of anchor. He was helpless, maybe
that was his anchor, maybe it would be better to be an attractive woman
than an ugly one, regardless if it was against his will.
He'd always wondered what it would be like to have on demand tits and
cunt to play with without having to sweet talk the ladies, maybe it
wouldn't be so bad? No, and no, he had to stop this, where were these
thoughts coming from? They were messing with his body, maybe they'd been
filling him with female hormones, he had been crying all the time. But so
what, it was good to cry, it made him feel better, where was the crime in
that? But he still needed to escape, didn't he? His mind continued to
race and rebound off the inside of his skull. There had to be a way of
stopping this, of getting back his penis, could they reattach such
things? What shade of lipstick was he going to wear on his firs date. He
wanted his penis back, maybe having another man's cock in him would be
okay. No, no, stop it. Eventually everything faded out again, and strange
dreams embraced him.
Nathan was woken up by two nurses, released from his bindings, and
transported outside the room in a wheel chair. He had been aware of a
huge weight pressing against his chest during all of this, but a frilled
collar blocked his view, he could only assume he now had tits, what was
he going to do about it? Scream, shout, what was the point. Fighting this
now seemed so futile, his gaze followed the lights on the ceiling as he
was wheeled down various corridors. Eventually they arrived in a neatly
decorated sitting room, on one wall was a large mirror. He wasn't able to
see his reflection yet, but he knew the moment was approaching. Less than
a minute later Trevor entered the room, but during this short time the
idea of finally seeing himself had left him painfully anxious.
"Oh it's so good to see you out of bed Naomi, and before you say that's
not my name..." he examined Nathan's face for a reaction. "Oh my, it
appears all the fight has left our darling Nathan. So, Naomi it is then?"
"Yes," Nathan replied, sounding like a little girl who'd just promised
she was going to be good from now on.
"Oh excellent!" Trevor responded with pleasure. "It really was growing a
little tiresome hearing you beg and cry all the time. Well that's a lie,
I loved every second, but things have to move on, you're a woman now
after all!" Trevor clasped his hands together and leaned in close to
Nathan's ear. "So, I think it's time you saw what all this fuss was
about, we really are very proud of the end result!"
Nathan was wheeled close to the mirror, and for the first time he saw his
new face, well her new face. She had alluring blue eyes with spidery
eyelashes, sweeping arcs of eyebrows, a tiny curved doll's nose, and
volumous pouting lips. He didn't even look like a woman, he looked like
what a man wanted a woman to look like in a dirty dream. His gaze fell
slightly to his chest, he stared trance like at his swollen looking
breasts, the permanence of these monstrous attachments tore at any belief
he could regain control of the situation. His grossly inflated lips began
to tremble, and a squeaky sob left his barbie like mouth. He watched her
eyes move as he moved his, opened and closed his perfect cock-sucker
mouth, and watched the one in the reflection do the same. A burst of
panic filled his stomach, a final pathetic failure to deal with the
irreversible changes he had undergone.
"Please! I'll do anything you say!" he cried, the pitch of his voice
sounded ridiculous, like a cartoon heroine in the clutches of the evil
mastermind. "I look like a fucking freak, change me back, please!" His
desperation kept the words tumbling out, knowing in his heart there was
no being changed back from this, his performance was merely feeding the
amusement of his captors.
"Oh don't say that! I really don't think you mean it. You know what I
think, I think you love you're new look, and I think we can prove it."
Trevor explained with a grin. Nurse Jenny knelt next to his chair and
reached her hand between Nathan's well rounded thighs. He parted them to
accommodate her action, fearful of further punishment. In doing this he
saw his cunt, it was dripping wet. With a slender finger she flicked his
swollen clitoris. He watched his mouth open in the mirror, and a high
pitched utterance of sheer pleasure leaked out. He did love what he saw
in the mirror, he loved what they'd done to him. It was true. He was
trembling all over as nurse Jenny continued to tease his slippery
womanhood. He slowly turned to Trevor, struggling to find the strength to
speak as his senses were assailed by waves of pleasure.
"Yes Naomi, is there something you want to tell me?" Trevor asked with a
knowing smile.
"Thank you, for everything. I've been a very... I've been a very bad
girl, I'll behave now I promise. I owe you so much, I realise this now!"
Naomi exclaimed, this time accepting the inescapable nature of her new
identity completely.
"I'm so glad you finally came to your senses my dear!" Trevor said and
hugged her with well faked sincerity. He clearly enjoyed the pantomime of
this, and it was time Naomi started playing her part like a good girl.
Days passed quickly from then on. Since she had stopped resisting Naomi
was encouraged to wander the building freely, wearing a glamourous pink
dressing gown with a feathery trim and coordinating platform sandals. At
first she struggled walking in these, but the exercise felt good, and she
practiced until it became second nature. After having her ears pierced
she had taken to wearing long dangling earrings too, the kind that
glittered and swayed as she walked. She could feel them stroke her cheeks
in time with the roll of her hips as she moved. She was forced to
confront her new face and proportions everyday in front of a vanity
mirror, a flock of beauticians would spend hours testing what looked best
on her.
She listened eagerly as they explained what they were doing, she would
need to know how to apply her makeup herself eventually. Some nights she
cried, and longed to wake up, for it all not to be happening, but her
fingers would find there way to her wanton cunt, and being Naomi,
nightmare or not, didn't seem so bad at all. Through this entire ordeal
her hair had grown long and thick. One day she announced to her team of
enthusiastic beauticians she wanted lots of big blonde curls, they seemed
delighted by this plan. She sat for hours with a head full of tightly
packed rollers, she smiled throughout and talked only about beauty and
fashion, fishing for compliments, longing for their attention. She loved
being fussed over and worked upon.
A girl named Gail attached huge fake nails to her hands, carefully
coating each in glittering pink varnish once they were securely in place.
Gail started to talk about the numerous delights of her current man,
Naomi's mouth opened and words came out, just joining in with the girls.
Everything fell silent as she let loose an unexpected announcement, she
stammered and glanced around, she hadn't been unable to stop herself! All
the girls then burst into uncontrollable giggles. Trevor strolled up
behind them all and enquired what the commotion was about. Gail managed
to control her glee enough to explain.
"Our little Naomi here just asked what it feels like to be fucked by a
man!" The room erupted in amusement and laughter once more. Naomi's
cheeks had gone very red, she found herself staring in the mirror to
avoid eye contact with anyone. She zoned out, examined her new glossy
blonde hair trapped tightly in neatly arranged rollers, framing her
perfect whore face. She did want to know what it felt like to be fucked
by a man, and though she was embarrassed by sharing this, she somehow
felt such crude words from her glossy pink lips seemed a perfect match.
Trevor finally grabbed her attention with a name she had almost forgotten
about.
"Well, before our Naomi sees to attending to men I think Susan should be
consulted!" Susan, his girlfriend, her girlfriend even! Was Susan still
her girlfriend? Susan had wanted all of this, she had been instrumental
in making this happen. What was their arrangement to be, what was going
to happen next? Naomi turned back to the soothing image of her own face,
the girls returned to work. She just needed to concentrate on looking
beautiful, it was as simple as that. She would be told what she had to do
when the time came, and she intended to do exactly as she was told, an
unfailing barbie, a perfect little slut.
Vera
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