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Better Study Habits -- Conclusion (Parts 14 and 15) by Vanessa White
Part 14
Travis drank in the image of Ms. Dresner as he sat in the passenger
seat. She was so cosmopolitan and womanly with her black leather coat,
her designer sunglasses and long chandelier earrings. He marveled at
the perfection of her glossy magenta lips and her matching long
polished nails. She was the personification of a diva.
She spoke as she drove. "Oh, I suppose I have myself to blame a little
bit for this. I probably shouldn't have had you fall in love so madly
with that friend of yours. I try to kept the real life crushes out of
the picture. But I guess I thought we'd have a little fun. I just
can't help myself....I love turning young, confident boys into little
sissy girls. Tee hee. Oh well....a minor setback, but it seems to be
all in order now. And....it is turning out to be fortunate for both of
us in a way that you will soon see....."
Travis sat and listened. He was processing what she was saying but
still just overwhelmed by the feelings running through him....the
relief. He would not escape her a second time. Nor was he really
wanting to at this point.
"But tell me, darling," she continued. "I must know. You were so
close to being permanently converted. You were so happy. Why, when
you had the chance, why on earth did you want to go back to being a
boy? Surely knowing what you were coming to know you must have known
deep down how much better it is to be a girl? Honestly, I need to
know....it will help me....help us in the future."
Travis thought back to his momentary release from her control over him.
He was more composed now. He was calmer, able to think more clearly.
"I guess....I just realized that I had lost my free will. I think that
was it. There was something that told me that my first priority....was
to be myself. It wasn't about what I liked better. It was
about.....being myself. And the freedom of choice."
Ms. Dresner listened carefully and then chuckled. "Free will. Choice.
I see. Is that it? And for that, you would give up the ecstacy of
being a beautiful girl??"
"I think that was it," admitted Travis. "I realized that even though I
was probably happy as a girl....the realization that I was being turned
into a slave....seemed wrong."
She raised her voice slightly. "And you don't think your life as
Travis up to this point hasn't been a form of slavery? Ha! Did you
choose to be born male? Did you choose the time and place of your
birth? Did you choose the society you were born into? The one that
rewarded your lifestyle as a drunken oaf??? You are telling me that
free will led you to be just another obnoxious frat boy who would
undoubtedly amount to a very unextraordinary life??? That was the
result of free will?"
Travis contemplated what she was saying. "I....I don't
know.....I....."
She cut him off. "For that matter did you choose to be human? Why
weren't you born a cat or a dog? My god, the banality of your
logic...."
Travis contemplated what she was saying. Whether it was the hold she
had over him now or just an acceptance of what she was saying....he
found himself agreeing with her.
"I see what you are saying. I'm sorry. I am so sorry I tried to think
for myself."
Ms. Dresner smiled at that. "Oh, it's fine, darling. I just want you
to understand, what is happening to you, to Rachel and Karen and all my
other girls is no different in the big picture than any other aspect of
life. We are all born into slavery. I am just trying to make it
more....enjoyable for a select, lucky few of you."
Travis looked at her in awe. She was a goddess.
He looked at her, tears welling up in his eyes. He simply nodded. His
lips were quivering.
"You're very lucky, darling. You get to be broken a second time. It's
happening now, isn't it?"
"Yes....." said Travis softly. Ms. Dresner watched intently for a few
seconds. She knew it was over.
"What is your name, dear?"
"Tabitha," she said softly.
'Yes, dear," purred Ms. Dresner. "And are you a boy or a girl?"
"I'm a girl, mistress," she said, tears running down her cheeks.
"And......I love it!"
Ms. Dresner scratched Tabitha's head with her long magenta nails.
Tabitha felt the waves of pleasure coarse through her and loved hearing
her mistresses bangle bracelets clink and clank as she moved her hand.
"Ohhhhh," Tabitha cooed. "I can't....can't wait to be converted.
Please do it today, mistress....I don't want to go back to being a
boy....ever."
"Oh, darling," said Ms. Dresner. "You needn't worry. I have some
wonderful plans for you....for us. We're going to go in a slightly
different direction with you, my dear."
They pulled into the driveway of an enormous house tucked away at the
end of a remote street. Tabitha hadn't even been paying attention to
where they were going.
"Behold....your new home, Tabitha. You will be living with me from now
on."
The ecstacy surged throughout Tabitha upon hearing this. She began to
hyperventilate.
Ms. Dresner continued, "You were meant to be a slave for a wealthy
Japanese man. I was negotiating with him when you pulled your little
escape routine. But in my dealing with him, he made mention that he
wanted his slave to be well over six feet tall. You, my dear, would
not have fit the bill, I'm afraid. But your friend, the boy you went
to visit last night.....he's the right size. And I've got him under my
control now too...ha ha!"
Tabitha realized what she was saying. Once Jonas yanked off the
necklace, it wouldn't have been long before he was drawn to it and soon
he would put it on.
"Jonas," she said softly.
Ms. Dresner sensed what was happening. "Oh, you and your silly crush.
He's not going to be a cute boy much longer. But I'll make it easier
on you, please close your eyes, Tabitha."
"Yes, mistress," Tabitha said.
"Now, you no longer have a crush on Jonas or any other boy right now.
You have no interest in boys. Do you understand?"
"I understand," said Tabitha.
"Good girl. Open your eyes."
Tabitha did as she was told. She felt calm, relaxed
The car's engine shut off and they got out and Ms. Dresner led Tabitha
to the front door. The house was as elegant and as luxurious as Ms.
Dresner herself. Tabitha drank it all in as she was led up the
stairs.
Ms. Dresner led Tabitha into the master bedroom and they sat on the
enormous, soft silky bedspread. Ms. Dresner immediately began to
caress Tabitha's face.
"So now I will tell you, darling. You are about to receive a
wonderful, wonderful gift. I would say that you are the luckiest
person on the planet right now."
"Yes, mistress," said Tabitha. 'I'm ready to be a girl."
"Not a girl, Tabitha. A woman. I'm going to turn you into a woman.
You're going to be....my twin sister."
Tabitha's lips began to quiver in a rapid manner. "I......what.....oh
my God....."
Ms. Dresner purred, "Yes, darling. I'll tell you the story. You see,
I was the first one. I was no different than you or Nicole or Rachel
or Karen. I was once....a boy myself....a long, long time ago."
Tabitha listened intently. It was amazing to see Ms. Dresner open up
like this. It was like she was being allowed into a world where none
of the other girls had gone.
"20 years ago, I was your age and I was studying at this university. I
was captured and converted by the man who would become my
master...Professer Max Dresner. He was a brilliant man. He is the
man....who made me who I am today."
She continued, playing with Tabitha's hair and stroking her face. "My
master was perhaps the most intelligent man at the university, perhaps
even in the entire country. His background was in chemistry, but he
had a keen grasp on all things scientific, mechanical, et cetera.
While he was employed here, he eventually became part of a top secret
team of scientists working on mind control for the government. It was
during this time, that he developed the very substances and techniques
I am using on you and the other girls."
She paused. "I was his first, and his most personal project. I was
just a student in one of his classes and one day he had me stay after
class and before I knew it, I had a collar around my neck and was
obeying his every command. Over the next several months he conditioned
me to be an obedient slave. When I was absolutely broken and totally
belonged to him, that was when the real genius of his work began. His
command over me was so powerful, that he could alter my DNA just by
suggestion, by command. My body was transformed to what you see
today....by sheer will! Every molecule in my body longed to please
him, you could say. And it worked. It worked! I became his ultimate
fantasy....the ultimate shemale sex slave. Oh how I lived to serve
that man." She sighed.
Tabitha continued to listen intently.
"Over the years, he continued to develop and improve the technology.
He developed all of the methods you have become familiar with now. The
metals in the jewelry he developed, the psychotropic powder we can put
on our fingernails to rub into the scalp. It's all science. Brilliant
science developed by the only man I will ever love....my Max." She
looked up briefly.
"He got sick, and the end came quickly. We had been planning to begin
recruiting unwilling slaves as a team. He had me promise to go on
without him. How could I disobey such a wonderful master??"
She smiled at Tabitha. "So there it is. Each girl I convert is a
tribute to my master and his brilliance. And of course, I very much
enjoy it. Tee hee."
Tabitha sat and listened. What an incredible world she was about to
enter.
Ms. Dresner continued. "Max died 5 years ago. Since then I've been so
busy perfecting my techniques, growing the business if you will. It
wasn't until recently that I began to feel....lonely. Of course, I
love my girls, but they come and go. And I can never love another man.
No man will compare to my master....ever.
And then it dawned on me. I would create the perfect lover for me. I
would vary my conversion techniques and create.....another me. I must
admit, I am quite turned on by myself. I love being me. And the only
way it could be better....is if there was another of me."
Tabitha smiled wide. "I can't believe it.....I just can't. I'm not
worthy, mistress. You are a goddess. You are so....beautiful. And
I'm just....."
Ms. Dresner cut Tabitha off. "You will be perfect, my love. I will
teach you....everything. Your life....our life.....will be perfect."
Tabitha's heart was racing. She looked around the room and saw the
opulence, the extravagance. It was all going to be hers.
She paused. "Now take off your clothes, dear. We needn't wait any
longer...."
Butterflies flew in Tabitha's stomach. She eagerly stripped away all
of Travis' clothes and was soon standing there naked....male only in
body at this point. She felt Ms. Dresner move behind her. The
feeling of seduction was coursing through her. This was the moment!
Ms. Dresner stood before her with the powerful black orb in her hand.
"When you are ready....touch....." she said softly.
Tabitha looked into Ms. Dresner's eyes as if to say "I am giving myself
to you, mistress." The butterflies and feelings of pleasure coarsed
through her.....and then she touched the orb.
Part 15
18 MONTHS LATER
The two women, Alison and Tabitha, sat side by side at the vanity
getting made up for the day. They did everything together when they
were alone in the house, seldom leaving each others' side.
Today, they were both dressing casually by their standards....but to
most women, the looks they were sporting today would be considered far
from casual. Tabitha wore a sparkly black top with a short black
leather skirt leaving plenty of room to reveal her flowery black sheer
pantyhose and knee-high boots. Her sister Alison sported a pink button
down shirt with a red and white polka dot skirt. She was dripping in
pearls.
They both sat and chatted about eye makeup techniques as they finished
up in that regard.
"Now," said Alison. "Before we apply the lipstick, darling...."
On cue, Tabitha turned to Alison and the two identical women locked in
a passionate French kiss. Their affection for one another never got
old, never became stale. It was always so....erotic.....
In these moments, their prim and proper speaking manners usually
disappeared and they felt the intense passion and waves of pleasure
coursing through each of them.
"You're perfect.....so beautiful," Tabitha managed to say briefly
pulling away. "I just want to fuck you.....so pretty in your pink
outfit......"
Alison swooped back in for another sloppy kiss and then said, "I
know....I want it so bad right now too.....you look so.....soooo
feminine Tabitha...." She reached over and touched Tabitha's breast
over her sparkly top.
"Oooooh," moaned Tabitha. "Alison....I just love when you do
that.....I'm a slave to your touch...."
"I know you are, darling....," purred Alison.
Knowing they needed to resist getting too carried away, Tabitha reached
for Alison's hand and pulled it up to her face. They both embraced and
stared into each other's heavily madeup eyes.
"I love you, Ally," said Tabitha. "Thank you soooo much for turning
me.....I love being me. I'm such a goddess. Just like you."
"Yes, we are, darling. We're perfect. And I love you, Tabitha....I
love you, I love you, I love you....."
They giggled. And then they turned their attention back to their
vanity mirror and they each selected their shades of lipstick and
resumed the final stages of their glamorous makeovers. They giggled
and watched in delight as the other one would apply the lip color and
then blow kisses to her reflection in the mirror.
Tabitha watched in delight as Alison sprayed perfume on herself. Since
her conversion, Tabitha eagerly and earnestly tried to mimic Alison in
every way. She wanted to be exactly like her....every mannerism, every
motion. After all, this was what Alison wanted too. To have a life
partner who was exactly on the same page. It was....perfection.
They both then set to the task of putting their long beautiful hair up
in buns. This was what they did whenever they wanted to accentuate
their roles as strict dominant mistresses for their girls. This was
their "work" look, as they called it.
"And so," said Alison checking her look out one last time in the
mirror. "Once again, we get ready to say goodbye to one of our girls.
This time tomorrow, Julia will be in Japan with her new master and our
bank account will be overflowing. Ha ha! Where should we go shopping,
Tabitha....Rodeo Drive or Fifth Avenue??"
"Why not both?" asked Tabitha. "I am such a shopoholic. I simply love
it!"
"Of course you do, dear," said Alison. "After all, it's one of my
favorite things too." They giggled. They loved confirming how they
were the same person essentially.
"And to think," continued Alison. "It was once you who was destined to
be on that flight to Japan this afternoon. You must be so glad things
worked out the way they did."
Tabitha contemplated Alison's observation. Indeed she still had the
hazy memories of being Travis. Memories of her months in the house
with Rachel and Karen. It all seemed so distant now. Her life as
Tabitha Dresner was soooo much more fulfilling than any of that.
She gazed at her hand with its ultra-feminine silver and diamond rings
and her long perfect magenta nails. So elegant and womanly. "Oooooh,
yes. Yes, Alison. One could say this is....slightly better. Tee
hee...."
They both sported their designer sunglasses, checked their looks one
last time and then got in the car for the drive to the house that
Alison Dresner had been "renting out" for her girls.
When they got there, the three occupants were waiting on the porch.
Erica, the newest convert, was dressed in a flowery summer dress with a
fuzzy black/gray cardigan. She had just been converted two weeks
earlier and had such a glow about her. Next to her was Tiffany, who
had been at the house over a year now. She was a gorgeous tall
athletic blond girl who had an enormous rack of boobs and often wore
shiny pendants and baubles to lead one's eyes in that direction. She
was being groomed to be the property of a star midfielder for Tottenham
Hotspur in the English Premiership. She was going to be a shemale sex
slave/footballer's wife.
But the most striking of the three was Julia. She was an incredibly
tall, buxsome girl. She had a bigger build, but was utterly feminine
nonetheless. She had a very trendy bob haircut with bangs, stylish
glasses that accentuated her expert eye makeup work, and she wore a red
dress that was sort of a designer-chic version of....a kimono. She
was the epitome of style and oozed femininity out of ever pore.
It would was even hard for Tabitha to believe that she was
once....Jonas.
Alison took great care in her conversion process after the little scare
she had received with the former Travis. She was more hands-on,
spending more time at the house and leaving less work to her girls.
Julia received extra-special attention....and the results spoke for
themselves. Mr. Sakamoto was going to get his money's worth....and
then some.
"Hello, girls," said both Tabitha and Alison almost in unison.
"Hello, mistress," they all said. "Hello, Ms. Tabitha."
"Erica, aren't you the pretty little thing today?" said Alison.
Erica beamed. "Oh, thanks mistress. Julia gave me this dress....among
lots of other things. While she's in Japan."
"That's right," said Alison. "Are you ready to go, Julia?"
Julia smiled. "I am, Ms. Dresner. Oh my God, I'm sooooo
excited....it's my dream to go to Japan. But I'm going to miss these
girls soooo much...." She started to cry.
Alison and Tabitha smiled at each other. Julia was so feminine it was
scary.
Tiffany hugged her friend. "We'll miss you too, Jules. But you have
to go. You've been studying Japanese all this time. And we can't get
a break about you talking about how sexy Japanese men are."
Julia laughed while containing her tears. "I know. I'm going...I'm
going. But I just love you guys....soooo much. I'm gonna miss hanging
out."
Erica patted her shoulder, "Ohhhh sweetie, we'll totally miss you.
You're like my big sister. You converted me.....I owe all this to
you."
"You're an amazing girl, Erica," said Julia. "I loved helping you
realize that." Julia hugged her and kissed her forhead.
Alison chimed in. "And think of all the boys you'll meet, dear. If
you follow your heart....you'll find love in no time. Look no further
than your old housemates Rachel and Karen. Rachel is in Argentina and
I understand she found a boyfriend there. And Karen is in Moscow
with....what's his name?"
"Dmitri," said Julia. "I know. I know....I'm ready to follow my
heart. Just like them."
Alison scratched her head softly. "You're so beautiful, darling. I'm
sure it will happen sooner than you think." She smiled wickedly at
Tabitha.
Tabitha also chimed in. "Julia, you are just lovely. Can you believe
how far you've come? I mean two years ago, did you think that you'd be
in such a beautiful dress, ready to get on a plane to Japan to turn
heads of all the men in Tokyo?"
Julia laughed. "Two years ago....ugh....why did you have to bring that
up, Ms. Tabitha? I was such a horrible person. I just want to forget
about....him....."
"It's important that all you girls remember where you came from....so
you always appreciate the gift we've given you," said Alison sternly.
"Yes, mistress," they all agreed.
"Well, Julia, we should be getting you to the airport."
She took a breath and smiled. "Okay! I can't believe this is it!"
She hugged Tiffany and Erica again and bounded down the stairs into Ms.
Dresner's backseat. "I'll write you letters....from Japan!!!!
Aiyeeeee! I can't believe I'm really going!"
Alison got in the car and started the engine. She rolled down the
window and addressed Tabitha. "I'll see you at home then, yes, my
sister?"
"Indeed, Alison," Tabitha said softly and seductively, anticipating
another night of ecstasy with her identical lover. She then gathered
her composure and said, "Julia....have a wonderful time in Japan,
darling!"
"I will, Ms. Tabitha! I'll write to you as well!" said Julia waving
goodbye to everyone through the window of the car. The car backed out
of the driveway and another successful conversion and delivery of a
totally obedient sex slave was about to be in the books.
Tabitha turned to Erica and Tiffany and said, "Well, I shant keep you
lovely ladies. I am sure you have some studying to do."
"Yes, Ms. Tabitha," said Tiffany. "But there's a football match on the
telly I want to watch. I love English football players. Soooooo
cute....."
Tabitha laughed. "I heard this about you, Tiffany. And I notice you
are calling the television...the telly."
"Ha," chuckled Tiffany. "You noticed. I am soooooo going to move to
London when I'm done with school. I love English boys."
"I'm sure that can be arranged, Tiffany," said Tabitha. "Now, you
girls get back to it. I'm going to go visit my girls...."
"Okay, Ms. Tabitha," said Tiffany. "Tell Danica and Amy we said hi!"
Tabitha began the mile or so walk across campus to the house that she
owned and "rented out". Alison, shortly after creating Tabitha, had
decided that she wanted her dear sister to know the ecstasy of being
her own mistress and to convert and nurture her own girls. Also, of
course, they could double their output and take in twice as much money
when it was all said and done.
She loved walking through town and hearing the click of her bootheels
on the sidewalk. She loved feeling the stares of passersby as she
strode through town.....boys and men in awe of her beauty and her
opulence, girls and women in awe of her style and how expensive her
outfit and accessories were.
She rounded the corner and headed up the block where her house was.
Along the way she passed the Party Zone house. She paused for a moment
in front and drank in the hazy memories of a life not so long ago. She
saw the collection of beer cans on the front porch, the overall state
of disrepair.
It could not have been further from the elegant manor she now resided
in with its opulent d?cor and ultra-feminine luxury. Tabitha smiled as
she drank in the scent of her perfume and felt the heavy weight of her
dangling earrings on her ear, both reminding her of who she was now.
"Unbelieveable," she whispered, taking in the sight of the house. "I'm
such a lucky woman."
She continued up the block and soon arrived at the modest house that
where her girls were living and obediently studying. Per usual, she
found Amy and Danica curled up on the couch in the front living room
reading their textbooks. Both girls were somewhat casully dressed.
Danica was in pink sweatpants and a t-shirt, but she sported heavy pink
eye makeup and pink lipstick and she wore rings on every finger. Amy
was in jeans and a casual top, but also compensating by adding lots of
accessories. They were both so deliciously cute and Tabitha was so
happy that they turned out as well as they had. Her first two
converts. The first of many, many more to come.....
"Hello, girls," Tabitha greeted them in a singsong feminine tone.
"Hello, Ms. Dresner," they both said in unison. Then Danica said,
"Mistress, you look sooo beautiful today."
"She looks beautiful every day, Danica," said Amy playfully. "Tell her
something she doesn't know."
"Oh, thank you sooooo much Danica. And Amy, you are such a little
stinker sometimes," said Tabitha endearingly. "You both look very cute
as well."
"We're just studying," said Danica. "I have soooo much work to do now
that I've switched majors to Spanish." Danica was the more recent
convert of the two girls. Six months ago, she had been a boy named
Daniel who was studying computer programming and music. She was now no
longer interested in either of those things. Her interests now were
only that of studying Spanish....and Spanish men. Not coincidentally,
Tabitha had recently closed a deal to deliver a shemale sex slave to
the CEO of a Spanish beach resort conglomerate.
"I love that you're both so studious," said Tabitha. "It warms my
heart to know I've turned you into such good girls."
They both smiled wide when being praised by their mistress. "So, Ms.
Dresner," said Amy, "we have a potential roommate coming by soon. He
should be here any minute."
"Yes, that's one of the reasons I stopped by," said Tabitha. She
reached into her purse and pulled out a clear container that contained
a pink powder and she handed it to Danica.
"Danica, Amy will show you how to use the powder on your new roommate.
You just dip your fingernails in it and when you get the chance, rub it
into his head. It won't be long before you have him under your
control."
Danica's nostrils started flaring. "Ohhh, mistress I can't wait to
begin converting her. I can only imagine....how...."
"Yes, darling. It's almost as magical as being converted yourself,"
said Tabitha. "I know you understand."
"I just love being a girl, mistress," said Danica softly. "I everyone
to feel this way...."
"Of course you do," said Tabitha. "And you will be such a lovely
example for your new roommate. It won't be long before she wants to be
just like you."
Just then there was a knock at the door. Tabitha signaled for Amy to
go answer it. She led a young man of average build in a polo shirt
through the doorway. "This is Michael. Michael, this is our landlord
Ms. Dresner and over there is Danica. She's my roomie....and best
friend."
"Hey," said Michael taking a look around. It was clear he was struck
by the cleanliness and girlishness of the house and also by the
opulence of Tabitha Dresner.
Tabitha extended her hand delicately and made sure to get the faintest
scratch in with her nails when their hands met. She was now an expert
at using the psychotropic drugs and she was satisfied when she saw the
slightest dilation of his pupils. It was the start of a long journey,
but her third conversion had just begun.
"So, Michael, as you can see I generally rent out my houses to girls.
You'd be the only boy living here. Boys aren't usually as clean or as
quiet as girls. I would expect that you....conform....if you are going
to live here. Is this really what you want?"
"Um....well, actually yeah," he said. "Thing is, the last couple of
years I've lived with my friends and my grades have gone down. I am
just kind of looking for a quieter place to live....where I'm not as
distracted. I need to get some better study habits."
Tabitha smiled. "I know exactly what you mean. I think this is the
perfect place for you to do that. You're going to fit in just fine
here."
THE END
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