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My New Life
He was on top of me his large hard dick was fucking my DD tits. I
squeezed my tits tightly together as he moaned with pleasure. As his rock
hard dick reached my mouth I licked the head of his member. My pussy was
wet and throbbing, wanting him to fulfill me, wanting him deep in me
fucking me hard and long. But he was paying and all he wanted was to fuck
my tits, he is the customer and I give him what he pays for, that's my
life. Faster and faster he fucked my tits he was moaning with sure
delight, my tits could feel him Cumming I squeezed my tits tightly
together and he shot geez all over me. I licked all of it up not wanting
any of it to go to waste. My cunt was so hot and wet I slid my finger
between its lips and slid it in, it would have to do for tonight he only
wanted to fuck my large titties. He sat back and watched me finger my wet
pussy and smiled, he pulled up his trousers smiled at me as I fingered my
wet cunt and threw some bills on the bed and walked out. As usual I did
not even know his name I just needed to be satisfied. I needed to be
fucked to make my pussy satisfied and make money for my mistress.
As you can assume I am a whore, a slut, a woman that needs and craves
sex. That is my life now, I live for it and can think of nothing else, my
mind is consumed with it. I was not always like this; I was once a man
with normal desires. In fact I was once a much respected reporter for a
major newspaper, until I met her, my mistress, the one I now proudly
serve without hesitation.
How did I become like this you may ask, let me tell you my story.
My name is Lisa or at least it is now, it was once Mark. I was a much
respected reporter for the Los Angeles Times; my stories were about the
entertainment business. I had a knack for getting the real story on
anything that involved entertainment for the reader. Whether it is the
latest movie, record, night club or latest fad, I was on it and had a
story about it.
One morning my editor called me into his office to discuss my next story.
It involved a hypnotist that supposedly can turn a man into a woman, or
at least make them feel that way. Not believing in hypnosis I just
laughed and thought this should be fun. I accepted the assignment and
took the data from my editor.
I came back to my apartment, cracked a beer and opened the folder that my
editor had given me. There it was an ad off of the internet for Miss
Morgana sexual hypnotist. "Fulfill your fantasy of becoming the real
woman you want to be", it proudly proclaimed. I looked at the picture of
Miss Morgana under the proclamation and was impressed; she had on a black
low cut blouse, which revealed her very large breasts. On her neck she
had a necklace with appeared to be a small crystal sphere. Her hair was
long and jet black with the deepest green eyes I had ever seen. I had to
admit she looked the part. I dialed the number at the bottom of the page
to make an appointment, a voice answered that was calm and very soothing,
"This is Miss Morgana, may I help you" was the response. Yes I would like
to make an appointment if I could please. I have an opening at 11:00
tomorrow if that would work for you she answered. Yes that would be
perfect I responded. And your name please she asked. Um it's Mark Toller.
The Mark Toller that works for the times she asked? Yes the same one I
responded. Oh I see she said and is this a personal session or are you
investigating my business? No, actually its personal I responded, not
wanting to give up my plan. Very well she said in a voice that was so
soothing I almost felt relaxed listening to it, I will see you tomorrow.
I hung up and went to bed, thinking this could actually be a fun session,
she was a real looker.
I woke up the next morning at 9:00, my appointment was across town so I
needed to get ready and drive there. I arrived at the address that I was
given and looked at the building. It was very unassuming, a small brick
series of apartments. I walked up the stairs to the door and looked for
Miss Morgana's suite. Sure enough there it was "Miss Morgana sexual
hypnotist" it stated on the call button, at least she is not afraid of
advertising it I thought. I pushed the button and heard a response of
"May I help you". Yes it is Mark Toller I responded. Oh yes please come
up she replied and I heard the door to the apartments click open. I
opened the door and hesitated for a moment to check the microphone I had
hidden under my shirt. I usual just take a mike in with me, but I had
told her it was personal, so I did not want to set her off.
I knocked on the door to her apartment and she opened the door. The
internet picture did no justice to her. She was stunning tall slender,
perfectly formed ass and hips and large breasts that were slightly
exposed under her low cut black dress. Her dress was jet black low cut
and long with a slit in it that ran up to her waist that would expose her
long silk covered legs at moments. She had on black eye shadow, probably
to fit the part, and ruby red full soft lips. Long finger nails painted
the same ruby red. She was stunning. On her neck was the same necklace
with the crystal sphere she had on in the internet picture.
I looked up at her and could tell she knew I was sizing her up, she
smiled and softly said; please Mister Toller come in. Her voice was soft
and soothing; almost dare I say it hypnotic.
I walked in and sat at the chair she pointed too, she sat across from me
and crossed her legs. The slit in her dress fell open and I could see all
the way to her thigh, her legs were long, silky and beautiful.
So Mister Toller, you are here to feel what it is like to be a woman? Yes
I responded I am. Well Mister Toller I have a hard time believing that,
knowing your reputation I believe you are here to write a story about my
business for your paper. Before I could respond she asked, "you do not
believe in this do you Mister Toller? No actually I don't Miss Morgana, I
think it is a hoax and would like to find out what it is all about. I am
willing to pay for your services, though and take one of your sessions.
Fair enough Mister Toller, I am not afraid of what you may find. Please I
said call me Mark; no she responded Mister Toller will do for the moment.
So Mister Toller which session would you like; the one that makes you
feel like a woman or the one where I turn you into a woman? Her voice
through all of this was so soft so soothing, it by itself was having a
hypnotic affect on me. Turn me into a woman? I laughed. Yes Mister Toller
turn you into a woman, that session is $1,000. Are you interested?
Okay then let's go for the big one I laughed, it should be interesting.
Yes it will be Mister Toller more then you know, she responded. I handed
her the 10 $100 bills that my editor had given me and she took them and
stood up. I will be right back Mister Toller, please relax.
She came back in with a small tray with a highball glass on it, filled
with pinkish looking liquid. She handed it to me. What is this I asked?
Just a drink that will relax you so I can put you under my spell, she
responded. Oh I see okay, I took it from her and drank it down, it tasted
very sweet not unpleasant at all.
Whatever she had given me I could feel it surging through my body a warm
soothing feeling as if every part of my body was completely relaxed and
calm. So Mister Toller let's begin she said her voice was even more
soothing now. I want you to concentrate on nothing but my voice, you will
hear nothing but my voice, and I want you to stare at the crystal around
my neck as I speak. You are feeling yourself falling into a deep trance;
my voice is guiding you into this trance. You feel yourself falling
deeper and deeper, you cannot stop it, and you do not want to stop it. I
stared at the beautiful crystal around her neck and heard her words and
felt myself losing control, I felt like I was falling into a twilight
sleep, all I could hear was her soothing soft voice.
Deeper and deeper you go Mister Toller you now hear nothing but my voice
that is all you want to hear. Yes I slowly responded. My mind was blank
all I could hear in the distance from my dream like state was that
angelic voice.
It felt like I had fallen to sleep when I heard in the distance the voice
I craved, Lisa, Lisa can you hear me? Yes I responded knowing that voice
would guide me back. Lisa why are you wearing those ugly men's clothes
dear? I opened my eyes and looked at myself; I had on a football t-shirt
jeans and boxer shorts. I don't know Miss Morgana I replied. Well that
will not do you can't dress like that my little Lisa, take them off. I
stood up and took off my clothes, why was I wearing this I wondered.
Miss Morgana handed me a silky pair of red panties, they are crotch less
Lisa so all the men can have easy access to your sweet pussy. Yes Miss
Morgan I responded and slid them on, for some reason I had a dick and it
flopped out of the crotch less panties.
Now Lisa come and sit at my makeup table we need to fix your face my
darling.
I followed her and sat in the chair facing the mirror. First darling we
are going to give you very long black eyelashes, I heard her say. She
took out a small plastic box and removed a pair of eyelashes that were so
long they looked like large spiders. She took out a small tube and
squirted it on my eyelids. It feels cool, doesn't it Lisa so cool so very
cool. Her words penetrated my mind; I stared up at her and smiled. She
took the eyelashes and placed them on my lids and fixed them in place.
Oh Lisa that is better, now bat your eyelashes and show me how you will
flirt with all those men that will want you. I blinked my eyelids and
softly fluttered them; they were so long I could see them from my eyes.
Wonderful darling you will be a real tease.
She then took out two small syringes; she injected one in my upper lip
and one in my lower lip. My lips started to immediately swell and become
very full and soft. Wonderful I heard from a distance those lips will be
real cocksuckers. She took out a tube of the same ruby red lipstick she
was wearing and rubbed it on my full soft lips. I looked at myself in the
mirror and looked at my face, it had become soft, and my nose had become
small and petite. My features were very feminine in fact they were
beautiful. I also noticed my hair had grown to my shoulders and was now a
soft curly Auburn color.
Miss Morgana took out a small tube of eyeliner and started lining my long
eyelashes. "Oh my look at your boobies Lisa they are growing they must be
at least a b cup right now. I looked down and sure enough my chest was
growing tits, they were as she said at least a b cup. I started to reach
my hands up to cup them and heard the voice, "No darling let them grow
they aren't done yet".
As I brought my hands down I noticed they were now slim, small and had
very long nails on them.
Miss Morgana proceeded to put the eyeliner on me and then brought out a
small compact with a pink powder in it; she proceeded to put eye shadow
on my eyes. I could feel my ass starting to fill and become full and
soft, it was like I was sitting on a pillow. Miss Morgana noticed me
squirming and I heard the voice, "oh your ass is becoming full isn't it
Lisa? And your hips, the same thing. I bet your pussy is becoming very
wet right now isn't it darling.
The voice was right my pussy was wet and throbbing, the dick that was
hanging out of my crotch less panties was now gone. In its place was a
hot wet throbbing pussy.
I started to put my finger between the lips of my cunt and heard the
voice, "No darling not yet, you must remain horny and wet. I looked at
her and then at the mirror, my hair had grown to my waist, long curly
auburn hair. My face was beautiful but very slutty, lips so full and had
the "I want to suck your cock look to them".
"Oh Lisa" I heard the voice say look at your boobies they are huge. I
tore myself away from my slutty looking face and looked down. The voice
was right I had enormous tits at least an DD the areolas were dark brown
and huge, my nipples stood out hard and proud, like pencil erasers. I
affectionately cupped them with my slender hands and smiled, they felt
soft, yet firm and very bouncy.
"Lisa" I heard the voice say, "It is time to dress come with me". I stood
and admired myself in the mirror I had nothing but the crotch less
panties on, my curly, silky Auburn hair went all the way to my full firm
ass. My waist was a small 22" my hips full and rounded, I had very large
breasts. I had the body and face of a slut, a whore. A woman that men
would want nothing more than to fuck and throw away, a woman that wanted
nothing more than that.
I came to Miss Morgana and she handed me a pair of thigh high fishnet
stockings. Put these on I heard the voice say. I sat down and rolled up
the nylons and slid them on my legs. "Oh Lisa doesn't that feel
wonderful. "Yes" I replied looking at my long silky legs now covered in a
silky fish net.
She next handed me a short lycra mini dress, pink and tight. I slid it
over my hips with some difficulty after sliding it over my hips it hugged
me like a second skin. It was tight and showed my full ass and hips. It
was so short that the lace of my thigh highs was almost showing.
She then handed me a red bra that matched my panties, it was silk and
lace and only covered my nipples, but supported my huge breasts.
She then handed me a silk pink halter top, it was low cut and exposed my
amble breasts, showing them to the entire world. It covered only the
nipples of my tits and the rest was proudly on display.
The last thing she handed me was a pair of boots with 5" heels, I slid
them on and zipped them up and they hugged my legs like a pair of nylons.
Come Lisa I heard from the voice, look at yourself in the mirror.
I stood up and walked to the full length mirror, my ass swayed from side
to side, in a come fuck me motion. My large huge tits bounced as I walked
just as I was trained. When I arrived at the mirror I saw a hooker, a
whore, a slut looking back at me and smiled. Yes I am that is what I was
meant to be. That is what my mistress wanted; she wanted me to be a
fuckable whore.
While looking at the whore I had become I heard the voice again. "Lisa"
this is the last commands you will hear from me the voice said. When you
hear the word "cunt" you will only remember being the slut you have
become. You will crave to be fucked; you will always want a dick in that
wet hot pussy of yours. You will not be able to think of anything else.
You will spend your time craving a dick in that pussy or having a woman's
tongue licking it. When you hear the word "Mark" you will still have the
same desires but will remember who you once were. Your desires will
repulse you but you will have no choice your body will betray you and
will over ride your mind, wanting to be fucked as much as possible.
This is my punishment, you came here to expose me as a fraud to your
paper and now I have made you my sex slave, my bitch. You will now spend
your time hooking, pleasing every man or woman that wants you. You will
make me lots of money and will desire nothing but to please me. Do you
understand Lisa? Yes Mistress I responded.
Very good Lisa I have a surprise for you and she opened the door, there
stood a tall, well built Italian man. Naked and with a large huge
erection. "cunt" I heard from the voice. My pussy immediately became wet
and all I could think of is that dick in my wet throbbing pussy. I
approached him and fluttered my long eyelashes and dropped to my knees. I
took my small delicate hand and wrapped it around his enormous dick and
started stroking it. My lips approached his tip and slowly slid over his
erect shaft and began to suck it. Faster and faster I sucked it. I could
feel him Cumming and slid down on him and drank all of his cum as he came
and came in my mouth. He raised me up and laid me on the bed, he was once
again rock hard and he slid my mini skirt off and parted my legs. I was
so horny so wet I willfully allowed him to do so. He penetrated me and I
moaned with pleasure, this is what I wanted, this is what my mistress
trained me to be.
From a distance I heard the command "Mark" , there was a flash I looked
at the man on top of me, what the hell I thought, and then I felt his
dick in my pussy fucking me harder and harder. Oh my god that feels good,
no wait I came to expose this woman, I oh this feels so good, I heard my
high girl voice say deeper, deeper to the man, fuck me harder. I was
mentally repulsed but my body wanted more. I wanted to be fucked hard and
long, that is what my body desired that is what my mistress wanted.
I turned and looked at Miss Morgana as I felt an orgasm building. She
simply smiled at me and said you are mine now bitch, you will be a hooker
with a slutty body from now on. You will make lots of money for me, wont
you "cunt"? With that command I looked back at my lover his dick deep in
my pussy and I came, moaning with pleasure. He came shortly thereafter
and I wrapped my legs around him and held him in me to be sure I received
every drop of his cum.
That was two years ago, now I am in this seedy hotel being tit fucked by
a homely ugly man. But he paid me $500 for the pleasure. That is what my
mistress wants and she will be pleased. I just wish he would have fucked
me; my pussy is so horny and wet. I continued to slide my finger into my
wet cunt moaning with delight and bringing myself to an orgasm. That's my
new life, that's what I am now and I am happy, and so is my mistress.
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