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Cat, a successful but lonely business woman gets to know a Megan practitioner of the Old Path. Becoming close friends Megan offers a solution Cat's relationship issues. Thinking it crackers but after years of repeated failure in her personal life Cat was willing to try anything..... The Bonding. Starting in business as a teenager, Cat Collins was often held up as an example of how good ideas, ambition and hard work can lead to success but that was only part of the story. The flip side of the equation was the disaster called her personal life. Although she could not see it, the drive and ambition that made her a success in business was also the cause of her relationship problems. Cat always had to win, and do things her own way, which caused problems due to her tendency to date her equals - the kind of 'manly' businessmen she met in the social side of work. Like her they were uncompromising alpha types, who would always put their own interests first which invariably lead to terminal friction. As the business grew from a regional, to a national and then an international player Cat found more and more of the real business was done in semi-social settings. Sat there at industry meetings, dinners and conferences it always made her seethe with envy that society found nothing out of the ordinary in a successful businessman parading round with a young trophy wife, while she was alone! After ten years of going nowhere relationships Cat had all but accepted that she would never find the perfect man, and then she met Jeffrey Williams. Not that she could have guessed when he walked in to interview for a senior post in the new computer systems development team. Jeff although brilliant at what he did was not cut from that 'manly' mould she professed to prefer. He was barely of average height and slenderly built with a quiet self-contained manner about him and on first impression Cat basically wrote him off as a highly skilled if somewhat sissy nerd and ignored his potential as a partner. That's not to say that Cat did not quickly come enjoy his company but at first he was just another senior employee who she occasionally ate lunch with in the staff canteen. That began to change after a morning of being baffled by the people trying to sell her an upgraded office computer system, she had seen three companies and she was still none the wiser. Stalking into the canteen radiating frustration she thumped her lunch down on the table beside Jeff's muttering darkly under her breath as she glanced though three reports/cum offers. Tossing the papers on the table Cat asking the ceiling. "Why can't anyone explain all that techno bullshit in words I can understand!" Over hearing the bosses comment, Jeff shyly did just that, which led eventually led to his appointment as her IT advisor and later officially unofficial PA after she discovered that 'for fun' he had picked up many of the skills she needed in a personal assistant. Never one to look a gift horse in the mouth Cat did not so much as promote him as co-opt him in all but title to the roll of her secretary. Working in such close proximity to Jeff, changed him in her eyes. There was something kind of appealing about being with someone who was much brighter than she was. He had the scintillating quickness of thought that appealed to her in her business rivals with out any of the drawbacks they had in automatically expecting feminine acquiescence from her when it came to the relationship. Although Cat never mentioned it she did get a secret kick from knowing that many of her rivals saw him as her trophy when she needed partnering in the semi social business world she had to move in. Annoyingly for Cat it was clear to her that Jeff enjoyed her company as much as she did his, which made it all the more frustrating when didn't he respond to her occasional semi suggestion about taking things past a working relationship. The problem vexed her and it would have been worrying but reassuringly he did not take any interest in other women either. This was due to the fact that Jeff was in one respect just as ambitious and driven as she was, only his ambitions were motivated by a burning desire to earn enough to return to Cambridge and get his doctorate. Working it out came as something of a relief to Cat because after Jeff's company the idea of 'going out' with another alpha type turned her stomach! Frustrated about her inability to attract Jeff, Cat reverted to the one 'man' who never let her down, 'Alex' her Harley Davidson! Although she did not have a social life outside of business as such, Cat did have a secret escape from the stresses of work in the form of her motorcycle and the weird and wonderful world of motorcycle rallying. There at least for a little while she could escape from being Ms. Collins the MD and just be Cat Collins with the tricked out 'Evo'. Telling her self that she must be going bonkers to try Megan's solution to her relationship problems Cat could not believe she was willing to try such a thing . The idea of a magical slave bangle could solve all her problems was crazy but having tried everything other than making fool of herself by dressing like some tart and letting a husband run their merged business, or going under the surgeons knife, she decided to give it a go. Getting Jeff to play along and get the timing right took a little thinking, before Cat opted for the direct approach and got him smashed when celebrating bagging a big client. She knew he did not have a great tolerance for alcohol and had made sure he had more than a few celebratory few drinks on the Eurostar back to London before they reached the restaurant. Two bottles of wine with dinner saw to the rest and other than needing a little help from her driver to get Jeff physically into her flat convincing him to stay over was a doodle, especially as he collapsed on her bed with out prompting. After getting his shoes and socks off Cat muttered to herself. "Right then! " Making sure that Jeff was out cold and the moon was full in the sky she lifted the open bangle from its case. The bangle felt surprisingly heavy as she slipped it around his ankle and flipped it closed. Getting the two halves together was like squeezing two repelling magnets together and she struggled to hold it compressed until it abruptly clicked together. The dull click was not the sound she expected but it clearly fitted what she had been told. "Don't worry dear you'll know it when you hear it." Whispering a silent prayer, Cat grasped the now seemingly sold ring and hoped she got this right. Her instructions were implicit, the invocation needed to set the bond had to be said cadence perfect. "I call on the twin goddesses of Earth and Moon to witness this night!" Pausing and counting slowly to ten Cat felt the bangle suddenly warming in her hand as she continued. "With the blessing and illumination of this moon, I call on her to set this ring in place as the sign of the irrevocable bond of servitude I call upon this man..." Cat paused a second time, before saying loudly. "Thus to be his life" Reassuringly as she had been told a rumble of thunder answered her request causing the ring vibrate her palm. As the vibration faded it queued the next part of the invocation. "By this bond now started I take this bondsman's manhood.... Thus to be my life!" The moonlight seemed to flicker and play between them as Cat struggled to hold her grip on the now wildly vibrating bangle as she called. "In the light of the Moon Goddess witnessing, I declare this bondsman my bondsmaid... Thus to be her life!" As the vibration eased the bangle began burning Cat's palm but biting her lip she forced her hand to stay put as she said. "Now by right of manhood claimed, and with the blessing of this moon, I open this bond between us... Thus to be our life!" The next few seconds were the longest of her life as Cat held her grip on the blistering ring, until an incredible blast of invisible force sent her spinning in an exhausted heap beside the bed as three loud knocks of thunder answered her call. Stunned Cat just lay there gasping, shattered emotionally, physically and mentally. She felt sure the palm of excruciatingly painful hand was going to be a burned blistered mess and shakily lifted it to her eyes gasping when she found it unmarked. Deep down she had not believed that 'old magic' existed, but if what she had just endured wasn't magic, then could some one tell her what it was... Shaken Cat lurched to her feet tottering unsteadily and drained the glass of vodka and still lemonade she had placed there in advance. Squeezing her hand repeatedly to work out the lingering pain she wryly noted to herself how surprising it was that a sceptic like herself had tried such an off the wall thing. Panting, Cat did not know what had just taken place, but she knew something had just happened and what ever it was it powerful enough to have left her feeling as weak as a new born kitten. Assuming she had it right, and so far her instructions had been letter perfect, then for the next Luna month she had total control of how Jeff appeared, behaved and acted. All the while neither Jeff or any one watching be aware of how he was being perceived or behaving, seeing everything as normal regardless of how bizarre his behaviour or appearance might have been to him. After a second Vodka and lemonade, Cat knew it was time for the 'gross' part of the evening, but first an experiment. "Jeffrey... Wake up!" Cat shook him violently, "Wake up babes." Eventually his eyes fluttered open and when she looked into them Cat felt like she was looking straight into his mind, and it was quite an experience. "Yes?" Jeffery said gazing at her with a sloshed look of adoration.. "Be a good boy Jeff, you like being call Beff, don't you Beth?" Cat asked. "Yes I like being called Beth." "Good boy, Cat said, "Now be a sweetie undress and kneel forward on bed for me please... I've got to take your virginity." Puppet like Jeff lurched upright and started undressing. Swallowing dryly Cat removed an intricately carved strap on dildo from the box that contained the bangle. The dildo fitted through a pale leather harness, one end was a carefully carved six-inch cock, the other was like a cone that splayed out to fill the wearers cavity. Thankful that the straps were supple and slipped easily around her waist . Feeling a burn of embarrassment flaming her cheeks Cat shivered with pleasure as she slipped the inverted cone into her pussy and tightened the buckles. The bobbing phallus thrusting from her pelvis wobbled as she moved. Every step sent a spine tingling sensation of pure pleasure running through her as the cold polished ivory inside her rippled against her most sensitive parts. Seeing herself reflected in the mirror wearing the ivory dildo Cat's embarrassment evaporated as a wave of strength and confidence ran thrilling through her. For a Luna month she had used it daily on her self letting it dry in its box between uses. Using it then felt slightly wrong, but now wearing it with intent, she could feel every millimetre of its length as she turned to face the now naked Jeffrey. Radiating from the dildo at her waist were waves of pleasure which danced through her mind as she grabbed him by the hair and growled, in an unusually deep tone. "Suck me bitch!" The 'Ugh gross' feeling Cat felt when she was told what she had to do with the strap on dildo vanished when she looked down and saw Jeffrey willingly doing as he was told. As he cleaned the dildo she could feel every suck, lick and caress and the sensations were like being on a sexual rocket ship to oblivion. "Jesus Christ yes..." Cat gasped as Jeffrey ran his lips seductively over the ivory dildo. "Do that again!" Like the pounding of the waves on a seawall, Cat could feel the urge building inside her as she yanked the dildo from Jeffreys mouth. No sooner had she pulled it from his lips she halted his half voice complaint by flipping him over and viciously deflowered her lover. Growling, "Oh my fucking god!" Cat was finding it increasingly hard to concentrate as wave after wave of exultant pleasure crashed through her. In a strange almost out of body way Cat could hear herself panting as she grabbed Jeff's barely hard cock and cried in that oddly deep tone. "I now call on the Earth Goddess's blessings as I take my bondsmaids manhood and claim it as my own!" Having been grunting and moaning alarmingly Jeffrey suddenly let out a high pitched meow of pleasure and ejaculated straight into Cat waiting hand. Limp Jeffrey collapsed and as he slipped forwards on her phallus Cat hand was ready with his cum to coat the dildo and complete the ritual as she rammed it back into him calling. "Thus to be our lives!" As Cat completed the incantation a wave of force seemed to push her even deeper into his unresisting body. The moment the carved ivory balls touched his skin another three loud crashes of thunder rang as the bond formed. Sometime later with her ears still ringing from the crash of thunder Cat gasped. "Like that sweetheart?" Unaware that she was still pumping 'her' cum coated cock deep inside him as their breathing calmed. "Mumm yeah." Jeffrey sleepily murmured, his hips unconsciously bucking in time with Cat's thrusts, "It was lovely." "Me to babe, because boy are you a good fuck!" Cat chortled finally withdrawing to pull the covers over them both. Dazed Cat lay there in bed feeling exhausted and invigorated at the same time. Blown away by what she had experienced she looked down the bed and abruptly noticed the tent 'her' cock was making in the cover! Trying to come to terms with what she was seeing, Cat ruefully asked herself how she was supposed to get to sleep wearing this dammed thing as she lay smiling out at the moon. Sometime later, Cat got up and padded towards the toilet and was again reminded of the dildo's presence. With out being aware of it she was unconsciously scratching the sculpted ivory balls hanging between her legs as she turned to the toilet. Oddly she did not seem to notice that the once ridged ivory cock was now supple and neither did feel it unusual that she could point it at the pan and let fly! Having relived her need, Cat was abruptly aware the energy and invigoration that had filled her after the bonding had dissipated. Feeling suddenly exhausted Cat stumbled back to bed beside Jeff and pulled him close. Kissing the back of his head she dozed off, dreaming of what he would look like dressed in sexy bed wear making her breakfast. It all began at a bike rally over the Easter weekend when Cat was chatting with a stall holder she had become close friends with over the last year or two. In comparison to most people Cat knew as well as Megan, she was more than a bit weird, with her odd comments about the forces, moons and goddesses, but that made her all the more entertaining. "How do they get them to do that?" Cat asked Megan after she recognised one of the gaggle of scantily clad, sluttish looking biker chicks working on one of the busy leather wear stalls as a very bitchy classmate from her school days. "Some want to be like that," Megan said, "Others not. It doesn't take very much to change a sober career minded bastard in to an air headed tart, especially if you've a little help?" "Drugs?" Cat shook her head. "For the less inventive probably," Megan nodded. They met year or two earlier when Cat was on her way home from Glastonbury and saw a van broken down on the side of the road. Recognising the frustrated looking woman beside the van as the owner of jewellery stall she liked to browse she pulled over to see if she could help. "I've called the AA," the owner said pulling a face, "But god knows how long they'll be." She shook her head, "Still, I've got a kettle to while away the time until they get to me. It's always mental the day after Glastonbury I'm Megan by the way." "I'm Cat, Cat Collins," Cat said offering to take a look in case she could bodge the van. Ever cautious Megan concentrated on the woman,relaxing slightly when she saw the green glow of honesty radiating from Cat's powerfully aura. Instinctively liking the her Megan said, "Help yourself, want a brew while you're here?" "Please," Cat said looking under the bonnet of the car. Chattering about life the universe and everything she really enjoyed Megan's decidedly off beat personality as she poked about in the engine. After a bit of fiddling and testing Cat eventually traced the fault to a lose earth (ground) wire. "I owe you one Cat," Megan said, after calling the AA and cancelling the call out. "Call it a beer sometime." Cat laughed, buckling her helmet back on. As rallying was Cat's only real escape from the pressures and stresses of work when ever she had a free weekend or even just a day she was away on her bike. She enjoyed the rough camaraderie and openness of the festival and rally world where she could just become one of the crowd and forget Ms. Collins for a while. Over the summer Cat saw quite a lot of Megan at biker and music events. It was not at first a close friendship, just the odd beer in the back of the stall or in the beer tent but it was enough that Megan was not surprised when Cat ambled into her stall at the first of the years big bike rallies. As it was mad busy and she knew Cat was trustworthy Megan talked her into helping run the stall, and by nightfall they had cemented a fast friendship. Making up her mind Megan said, "But I was talking about bonding." "Bonding?" Cat asked. "By the dark sexual magic's of old the way. Using one of these?" From her cavernous handbag Megan produced an old looking wooden case. Although completely sceptical about anything she considered 'woolly,' Cat enjoyed Megan's company immensely and laughed. "And what is one of them when it's at home?" "These my dear," said Megan tapping the box. "Are a tale of dark age sexual magic, and the cue to close up for the night." Megan could not and would not tell her tales to anyone, but in Cat she sensed a kindred spirit and having carefully examined her aura, she knew that chained deep in Cat's mind was a well of latent power. Chatting late into the night over a bottle malt, Megan opened Cat's modern world eyes to the existence of the old world power. "The druids in one form of another held power here for nearly 2000 years until the Bastard came and loosed his Roman priests on the land to wipe out the Celtic version of Christianity and its easy alliance with older beliefs. Like a plague of rats they came though the land hunting out anyone who followed the Old Path." "You should write a book Meg?" Cat said, "Druids, magical rings and invasions, people like that sort of thing, you'd make a fortune?" "Sceptic!" Megan smiled over her glass. "Trust me Cat these things are just as powerful today as they were before the Bastard came." "Jesus, if only it was true?" Cat said waving her glass about, "Then I'd have a solution to the mess I call a personal life?" "Oh?" Megan gently pried, and with a drop or two of highland lubrication got Cat tell her all about her issue's about with men and her attraction to the seemingly asexual Jeff. "Well a bonding would work just as well on a man as," Megan shrugged. "It would on your former classmate?" "How did you know she?" Cat exclaimed. "Was in your class and sat two desks down from you in maths, and was called Cathy or Claire?" Megan laughed, "I'm a witch, and read it in your mind when your defences were down telling me about Jeff." "You're a what?" Cat looked at her as if she was bonkers. "A witch although I prefer to call my self a follower of the Old Path "Look, I can prove it." Megan's face suddenly lit up. Although Cat thought it was balderdash she still said, "How?" "Well I still owe you for fixing my van, and I'll fulfil that debt by giving you this bond ring to put on the ankle of that cute PA of yours... Jeff who's thinking about running out on you to return to university and get his doctorate?" Megan smirked at the expression of questioning 'how the hell do you know that,' astonishment on Cat's face and added. "Witch, remember." Cat felt sure Megan had to be 'telling a porky' but if that was the case how did she know about Jeff talking about leaving, or that one of the tarts had been at school with her? "Aren't you supposed to have a pointed hat and a broom?" "Once upon a time perhaps." Megan grinned. "So are you interested in giving something this 'woolly' a go love?" Cat half laughed, "Why not, I've got nothing to lose, have I?" "Okay then." Megan said, "The first thing you have to do is see if the bondring will accept you as its master. In a moment I'll put the box before you and ask the goddess's if they will bless your mastery of the ring. When I do, you have to place your hand on the box and say. "I do!" Then I want you to count to ten in your head before you say. "I Katheryn daughter of this land ask that the twin goddesses accept and bless my mastery of this ring," and once I have thanked the goddesses I want you to knock on the table three times with your other hand, and say. "It is done!" Okay?" "Yeah." Cat nodded sounding sceptical. Closing her eyes Megan sat silently for a minute or so before placing the the box containing the bond ring in front of Cat. Keeping her hand on the lid, she said in a serious tone. "I call on the goddesses to witness this act!" Cat felt the hair on her neck prickling as a strange buzzing filled the air. In a steady deeply reverential tone Megan said, "I your servant Megan, lady of this land ask that you bless Katheryn daughter of this land with ownership and mastery of this ring." The buzzing got louder as she continued. "Do you Katheryn of this land desire this gift?" Cat placed her right hand on the box and said, "I do." Praying that she was not making a fool of herself she continued. "I Katheryn daughter of this land, ask that the twin goddesses accept and bless my mastery of this ring." Placing her freehand on top of Cat's Megan said, "I your servant Megan, lady of this land relinquish all claim on this ring and thank the goddesses for blessing this act of ownership and mastery." Keeping her right hand on the box Cat said, "It is done," and rapped the knuckles of her left hand on the table three times. As the last knock faded away, the buzzing suddenly stopped. "Well it looks like the goddesses approved of you Cat." Megan said in a pleased tone. Although Cat still half thought that Megan was talking new age rubbish, she could not deny something had just happened. Unable to quite work out what she recalled something that Arthur Clarke once said about how an advanced civilisations technology, would appear as magic to a lesser- developed observer and since she was quite prepared to admit that there were things she did not understand Cat shrugged saying. "Wow that was weird?" "Welcome to a new way of seeing the world." Megan grinned, adding, "You can open the box now love." "What on earth?" Cat laughed when she opened the box and saw the strap- on beside the slave bangle. "You'll need it for the ritual," Megan smiled, "And incantation." "Pardon?" Cat laughed, picking up and examining the intricately carved dildo in astonishment. "The bonding spell," Megan supplied. "These rings were almost always used to bond a woman." "Oh?" "So to make them work on a man you have to do things right or it doesn't work. With out that." She tapped the phallus. "The bonding incantation would probably not work, although looking at your aura love, it could work, but would probably send you both instantly mad." "You what?" Cat said. "I doubt that even I am powerful enough to survive the enormity of the body-shock as it instantly converted your Jeff in a bonded maid and you as the rings owner into her master." "You mean it would make me a man?" "Yes, but if you wear the strap on, the incantation of the bonding diverts the male energies in to it and then back to your man, you both remain physically unchanged." Megan said, before carefully explaining the rite to the now fascinated Cat. "And if it works?" Cat said, glancing at the notes she made. "You and your Jeffrey," Megan grinned. "Come work Glastonbury, the Bulldog and Reading with me this year." As she spoke she had been gazing into Cat's eyes reading her deepest desires. Sharing with her the surge of exhalation when Cat's mind filled with a vision of Jeff becoming Beth for her. "Beth? Well if that's how you fancy him?" Reading Cat's face as much of her mind Megan added. "Yes I can teach you how, but be careful if you do, because you rather than the dildo will have to absorb the masculinity you take from him. If you absorb too much in to short a time then you'll start to develop the characteristics he's lost." "Not that I've not got that much natural femininity to start with," Cat joked. "But what the hell even it I totally cocked it up, I've never much liked being a woman!" Cat surprised herself by discussing with Megan over another whisky the subject of her desires come intentions towards Jeff. Telling her how as a secretary he was efficient and effective before admitting that he was such good company at business dinners that she had been hoping for something more. Laughing self mockingly at herself Cat explained how she felt sure that he echoed her attraction but always managed to avoid her clumsy attempts to seduce him. "God knows how many times I've told myself that things would be a lot easier if he was the girl and I was the boy." "And how would you feel if that was the case?" Megan asked, knowing the answer but needing to hear Cat admit how she felt. "Well assuming that it doesn't involve going under the knife... Pretty good probably as I would not put my foot in it quite so often or feel quite so out of place." "Out of place?" "Yeah." Cat nodded, "I spent my whole life with that feeling of being a square peg in a round hole? May be it's because me dad brought me up on his own or growing up in a workshop but I've never felt comfortable the whole 'girl' thing..." "Never would have guessed?" Megan teased, "But would you feel any different if you were a man?" "Don't know?" Cat answered honestly before adding with her eyes lighting with amusement, "But it would be kind of nice to be treated by the rest of the industry as an equal or able to buy a set of leathers that fitted properly with out alteration." Mulling over what she had just said she put her doubts to one side saying. "Megan, can this thing really," she tapped the ring. "Do it, make me the man and him a woman?" Megan nodded. "Yes but it's a one way street, once you set that kind of bond it's for life." "Yeah, that makes it all the more appealing." Cat grinned. "He deserves it for already being more feminine than me." "Seriously?" Megan asked even though she could read the answer clearly in Cat's mind. "Fuck yes... And if I have to be a bit bloke looking, what's fucking new there? I've been teased about looking like transsexual all my life. Shit if I did not get the hairdresser and beauty therapy crap every two weeks along with spending far to much time pissing about on my appearance I'd still look like one. Hell looking at it that way I guess being a bloke would be doing me a favour... The business is a dam site easier if you've got a bollocks and don't have to waste a day at the hairdressers, and can spend the time instead discussing business while whacking a ball round a golf course!" "If you want them as well?" Megan said with a smile. "Then you'll have to wear this." She tapped the dildo, "24/7 for at least the Luna month after you've fucked him up the arse until he spurts." Cat looked embarrassed but said in a steady tone, "And?" "You have to catch his cum in your hand and coat the shaft of dildo with it. That's easier said than done by the way because you have to get his jizz while it still warm on that dildo, and back inside his body with out ever completely removing it from him." "Yeah?" Cat said her eyes slowly lighting with excitement and alcohol as Megan explained how the sexual energies released were needed to set the incantation. "I can do that!" When she walked into the kitchen the following morning Cat did not notice that the straps that had held the cock to her body had vanished or that she was again scratching her faux balls as she said, "What's for breakfast babe?" Jeff looked awfully fetching in a pink short nightdress with princess emblazoned in sparkling silver letters on the bodice. Forcing back the image of him blowing her dick as she munched her toast Cat clumped to the table and thudded on to the nearest chair. "What do you want?" Jeff laughed lightly, hopping onto her available lap as he set a coffee on the table. Twisting to face her Jeff wound his arms round Cat's neck as said, "Morning," before giving her a lingering kiss. Jeff did notice anything odd about Cat having a soft ivory cock in place of her pussy it's presence on her seemed completely natural and normal. If anything he was completely entranced by her cock, the way it flashed at him from under her towelling robe and as he made her toast... He could nor take his eyes off the cock between her legs, it looked sexy and shockingly appetizing. Appetizing enough that once he served her breakfast, it seemed perfectly natural that he crawled under the table and gave her a blowjob as she ate. "Fuck me!" Cat hissed in surprise, when Jeff made her day dream a reality and dived under the table. The pink nightdress, that kiss and now this! She could not believe it. The bloody thing actually worked! If it had not, she felt sure that Jeff would have run out of the door screaming sexual harassment the moment he woke! With out having a single doubt Cat knew that Beth was on the cards... "Jesus Megan!" Cat gasped to herself as Jeff's mouth and tongue went to work on her cock. Triggering another rocket ship ride to arousal, but instead of the mad need to explode of the previous night, Cat felt a slowly building deliciously burning sensation in her pussy that was totally centred on her clit. Gasping she felt her flaccid phallus slowly swelling and erecting in his mouth as she crudely grunted. "Enjoy your breakfast babe!" Seemingly completely unaware of what she was saying she ground her hips into Jeff's lips hissing. "And good girls swallow Beth!" "Look at me Beth!" Cat growled feeling a strange new sensation that she somehow knew was the tell tale of an impending climax. Clapping his head in her arms, she jolted into an animal like frenzy of hip pumping. Driving her cock deep into Jeff's throat Cat froze and then with an earth shattering sensation, new muscles and nerves sent messages to her brain that resulted in explosive 'pumping' climax. Making incoherent sounds of pleasure and displeasure Cat pulled her cock from his mouth only to find Jeff head followed her movement. He was still suckling like an addict aware only of it twitching on his tongue as it pumped a dribble of cum into his hungry mouth. But like everything else this confused and surreal morning, nothing felt abnormal or unusual, even though it was completely off the wall! "Jesus, Beth you're turning into a complete slut babe!" Cat giggled lightly as she recovered from her orgasmic wake up call. Grasping her cock she waved it at him chortling, "You just can't get enough of this can you?" Unable to deny or resist Jeff dumbly nodded his eyes fixed on the head of her cock. "So what dose that make you?" "A slut?" Jeff blushed. "Correct my lovely!" Cat smirked in amusement. "And I know sluts like you? I'll bet that you're the kind of slut who eyeballs the packet of every man who walks into the office, checking out any available dick just in case I cannot keep up with your cock addiction..." Until that moment Jeff had never really thought about other men's cocks, but Cat's off hand tease condemned him to spend the next few days when not in her presence as dedicated cock watcher. Something that if he could have considered it would have made it embarrassingly clear to him that he would not be going out with the boys any more. Cat was still talking. "I think you should wear something pretty underneath today my lovely. Would you like that?" Blankly Jeff nodded. "Good!" Cat laughed pulling him on to her lap. "Because I do... It will be a real thrill for me to know your wearing a pretty pair sexy knickers for me." "Knickers?" Jeff said looking at her confused. "But they are for." "You." Cat giggled cutting him off, "Naughty lingerie and knickers, which you just love to wear because they make you feel sexy for me." "Sexy..." Jeff said with that blank look in his face that Cat was beginning to recognise as indicative of her 'suggestions' being assimilated. So far everything Megan had said had come true and although Cat did not understand how it could be possible she now felt sure that the feminine bangle had rendered Jeff completely tractable and acquiescent to her desires. Dressing quickly Cat felt even more uncomfortable than normal as she put on her sober businesswoman guise while telling Jeff. "There is a letter in your desk to that college, when we get to work I want you to rip that letter up, and then type, no on second thoughts..." She grinned mischievously, "You can come into my office and I'll dictate that letter ... Oh and since you proved what an unabashed slut you are over breakfast, I think you should warn people with a pair of sexy slut red lips sweetheart" She held out a strident red colour-fast lipstick and gloss, "You might want to borrow this... That is if you want to please me?" Jeff should have felt kind of embarrassed about wearing lipstick, but once Cat mentioned that painting lips would please her, he knew that he would be wearing lipstick all the time even before she told him that it would please her even more if he did from then on. Sliding her hand on to his knee as she drove them into work dreaming of the day when her hand would meet thin nylon stockings and corset suspenders adorning his legs. Squeezing his knee she said with a smile. "Did I even tell you how much I like how girlish you are?" "No... b. b.. but it's kind of nice you think so?" Jeff blushed. Aching to caress and please the cock he knew she hid in her feminine tailored pants. "Would you like to be my girl?" Cat asked. "Yes..." Jeff said shivering slightly as her fingertips roamed over his thigh. "Why?" "Because..." Jeff mumbled. "Because what?" she pressed. "I like wearing knickers and lipstick," he babbled. "Yes you do!" Cat said flicking the leaver to indicate as she eased the car off the bypass as they approached the new technology park and her head office. Managing to hide her astonishment that none of her staff thought it strange or abnormal that Jeff walked in wearing bright red lipstick Cat settled down in her office and called him in. "Take dick-tation Beth." "Yes this is the life." Cat gurgled contentedly as Jeff's red painted lips provided the service they advertised, while she dictated into her message recorder. "Addressed to Cambridge University, geo-physics department. Dear Doctor insert your tutors name Beth. After much consideration and internal debate I am reluctantly and regretfully turning down the offered place as a doctoral candidate. In the light of the current economic climate and my employment position I have decided that my future would be best served staying in the business world. Yours truly, Jeff blah, blah etc." His short hair did not offer much of a grip, but Cat did not care as she ground his head into her 'cock.' Biting her sleeve to hide her grunts and groans Cat felt like her body exploded as she came. Whispering "You're a good girl Beth." Cat calmed down as unbidden Jeff licked her clean, before sitting back on his heels to fix his lips. Grinning at him she muttered to herself, "No bloody wonder some men get a reputation for fathering bastards! When fucking your secretary at work is that much fun..." Dismissing him with a wave Cat said, "Go type this letter up and get it in the morning post. Then you can fetch me a coffee, before you run down to admin and get me the weekly departmental reports please?" Since his job had him flitting from department to department running her errands Cat knew that Jeff himself was likely as oblivious to the lipstick he was wearing as her staff were. Sure that if he had registered what he was doing when he daintily followed her requests to repair his lips he would have either quit or kicked off big style. He giggled a lot, and oddly seemed chattier with the office girls, while still being able to join in the boys lunchtime kick about. Although Cats interests were mostly masculine she did not understand Jeff's love of football or his passion for the game. Since she liked cricket and rugby Cat felt she should like it but his obsession just drove her insane. Grinning mischievously Cat recalled what Megan had said about behaviour and made a few suggestions to him before lunch. Chortling Cat sat back in her chair to watch through her office window the results of her suggestions when Jeff went to join the usual lunchtime kick about with a football. As he jogged towards the 'pitch' Cat clearly saw her suggestions take effect. When the ball came his way it instantly transformed his competitive race for the ball to feminine semi-interested jog. Laughing as she watched him trying to kick, pass and play the ball. "Might have gone a bit far there, love?" Cat laughed seeing that by the time kick about ended Jeff would be mincing around with a hip swaying sashay that no straight bloke would ever use. Watching him changing before her eyes Cat grinned at the sight of him running and kicking like a girl. Pulling her eyes from the window at the buzzer, Cat snatched up her phone saying, "Cat Collins." "Having fun love?" Megan laughed in her ear. "Megan!" She laughed. "I was going to ring you when I got home tonight." "I see you got your man." Megan chuckled. "The astral rang like a bell when you bonded him last night! So how was it?" "Astounding." Cat laughed. "And I owe you an apology... You were right I was wrong." "About what?" "Magic." Cat laughed. "Apology accepted," Megan said cheerfully. "Now about Glastonbury. I'll need you both from the Tuesday before to the Tuesday afterwards, that okay?" "No problem." Cat smiled. "I've not had a proper holiday for ten years and have booked us a fortnight off from Friday week." Cat felt an odd sensation, rather like having part of her mind pushed to one side and then she could see Megan quite clearly sat beside her. "That's better." Megan laughed. "I'm impressed Cat, I did not think I'd be able to merge with you yet." Cat felt her eyes drift to the window as Megan said, "Not very good at football is he?" "Not any more." Cat laughed. "I saw to that this morning." "And this afternoon?" Megan teased clearly seeing Cat's intentions. "Is my day for suffering the indignities of being a business woman, and this time I will not be on my own! Jeffreys coming to the salon with me and getting the works, wax, nails, hair and may be earrings." "Don't go to mad to fast," Megan cautioned. "The bangle distracts people noticing subtle alterations, and after a day or so they accept, allowing you to move onto the next, until you reach your goal, but go to far to fast and the spell cannot stop someone seeing sudden obvious changes." "I'll remember that," Cat said. "If he comes back from the salon with mascara and eye-liner, along with his lipstick would that be to much?" "Not so long as you keep it discrete, and then start increasing the amount over the next day or two. Same with his nails, just get them manicured this time with a shimmer of pale colour and brighten it up slowly between now and next week." "Week after for me." Cat laughed. "I can't handle anything more regularly than that, and since that's when I'm off, I'm passing on it." Oblivious to where he was or what he was agreeing to Jeff followed Cat happily into the exclusive beauty salon she had patronised. If he had been asked he would have sworn that he always accompanied Cat to the salon for his beauty treatments and said, "Hello." When Cat introduced him as her PA 'Beth' he recalled that he arranged their mostly matching treatments on the phone that morning. "Don't you think that's pretty Cat?" was Jeff-Beth's only comment when he showed her how the girl who waxed his body had sculpted his pubic hair into a heart shape. "I got it done like this for you." "Yesh!" Cat mangled her words as she felt a twitching vibration burning from clit up her cock. All she wanted to do was ram it in 'Beth's still red lips and it was with more than a little difficulty that she forced the desire away. Her cock had become such a powerful and complex part of her awareness and strangely identity. Even weirder it was almost unbelievable to Cat that no one seemed to notice that there was anything odd or strange about her having it strapped around her waist. She felt its comforting presence all the time, and it made her feel both strong and confident about herself. If wearing a false cock was making her feel like this, then having a real one must be mind blowing! Sat beside Cat under a hair drier, Jeff contentedly read a celebrity gossip magazine in preference to the newspaper, until he was led away to get his nails done. The metallic pink of his toenails was a deeper colour, but matched the now faintly pink tinted shaped nails that decorated his hands as he was returned to the care of the hairdresser who trimmed his hair. When the hairdresser moved over to Cat, another beautician arrived to tidy his eyebrows. After thinning his once bushy eyebrow's she turned her attention to his eyes bringing out the blue with a hint of eyeliner and mascara. Stepping back to view the result she swapped a couple of comments with the hairdresser and Cat before she wheeled over the piercing trolley and handed Jeff a release. With out any objection he signed it, not noticing that his dots were now girlish O's that went with the appearing feminine accent in his handwriting. Four clicks later and he had two gold balls in each ear completing this first stage of his transformation into Cat's bondsmaid. Cat for her part although unchanged was starting to understand what Megan meant when she said that process involved her absorbing some of his fading manhood. In the past she had always kind of enjoyed the pampering of what in her mind was a pretty pointless exercise. Today however instead of enjoying the experience she found it irritating, and even more pointless than usual. "Stop fidgeting!" Her hairdresser said, "Your twitching round like a bloke!" Cat's plans of a shopping expedition after a final hour in the office were shelved when the idea of traipsing round a dozen shops before returning to the first one ceased to appeal. What did appeal was having 'Beth,' when she was not running errands under Cat's desk as she finished up her paperwork. Chuckling after she had recovered from her third orgasm of the day, "Come on pet, let go home." Cat swept up her jacket and pushed him out of the office enjoying the compliant way he cuddled into her encircling arm as she guided him from the building. Although the hyper feminine posture she had given him playing football had faded a little it was still very obvious. Cat delighted in the fact that if any one had been able to look hard enough at him they still would have been hard pushed to recognise him as the same person who got back from Brussels yesterday! Jeff's body language had always been a little effeminate which she had amplified to the point that even in his 'man' suit he moved like a girl! Abruptly aware that her mindset as much as her sexual responses were changing Cat knew that as Megan warned she was absorbing a considerable amount of the masculinity she was stripping from Jeff during his conversion. Although in one respect it was kind of scary in another it was a weirdly addictive sensation. With each alteration and blow job she felt increasingly confident, strong and more manly. In the past perhaps one masturbatory orgasm every week or so had usually able to keep the horn at bay, so it came as quite a shock to realise that the cock was turning her into something of a 'hound!' Although she had only just discovered the sensations with out any doubt given the choice between giving or receiving, Cat would be more than willingly swap the embarrassments she always felt when she had been the one doing the blowing for the sensation of feeling what a man felt when receiving a blow job! It was quite a startling revelation especially when she realised that even after three in a day she was still hungry for more! Grinning at the vision in her mind Cat snickered slipping behind the wheel. "Enjoy the view pet, because when we get home all you'll be seeing is my cock and face shagging you stupid!" "Oh... and?" Jeff giggled unconsciously fluttering his eyelashes as his hand wandered on to her lap. Sensually tickling the lump under her pants as he added, "Is that a threat or a promise." "A threat if you don't get your hands off my cock! Jesus, sometimes you really are a total slut Beth..." "Yeah." Jeff giggled, "It's why you love me honey." "Mostly!" Cat teased, Jeff calling her 'honey' she could not believe it. The old Jeff, as she was thinking of him, would never have used such an endearment, or gazed at her with such open adoration. "And while we're on that particular subject, I think it's about time you quit your flat and moved in with me before your sluttish nature gets you into trouble." "Can I?" Jeff said his eyes alight with delight. "Yes." Cat laughed. "Now don't worry you're pretty little head about it I'll take care of selling your place and moving your things." "Why now when I'm leaving?" "Beth! You know as well as I do that the only reason why I'm allowing you to leave work is to move in with me." Cat laughed, "I've reached the point in my life when I can afford to keep a pretty trophy at home and I've decided that you will be my trophy. We already know you're the kind of slut who'll prefer a life where your only concern is to look pleasing and attractive, as you take care of me?" "What do I have to do?" Jeff said. "Not much other than looking attractive and sharing my bed, obviously the usual household chores will be yours." Cat laughed. "Leaving you lots of time for trivial interests like celebrity, fashion and shopping and all that girlie stuff you love." "Okay." Jeff giggled forgetting all about his academic desires. In his head the value of a doctorate plummeted as he said, "I'd love to move in with you." "Good girl Beth." Cat laughed recalling a biker friend of hers comments about how he felt when his girlfriend blew him in the car as she pulled up outside her house. "Now get your sweet ass in there, so you can get your laughing tackle round.... Oh!" Looking down Cat could not believe what was happening when 'Beth' took matters in hand and started hungrily blowing her. All day Jeff had been entranced by Cat's crotch, the shape and swell he could see there drew his eyes like iron to a magnet. Grunting and bucking her hip with passion Cat suddenly felt a familiar compressed feeling in her mind as Megan said, "Having fun love?" Suddenly appearing sat on the wall next to the car. "You're moving to quickly." "Not... Not me... This time," Cat gasped, pulling on Jeff's hair growling, "slow down bitch," before forcing his head back onto her phallus. "It appears that my pretty little secretary has a very sluttish side that I'll be been bringing out when he's her." Megan grinned laughing, "You clearly have things in mind just now, I'll be back later after you send him home for the night." "He is home." Cat smiled pulling him off her cock by his hair. "And it's in her master's bed from now on, isn't it Beth?" "Yes my love," Jeff mewled needing to get her cock back in his mouth. "That was very sudden, I thought?" Megan said. Cat shrugged, "Couldn't resist it, I guess I was thinking with my cock not my head..." Megan chuckled, "Don't say I did not warn you about absorbing his manhood to quickly." "You don't have to, because the way I'm feeling about it now is the sooner it's all mine the fucking better!" "And is that you choice?" Megan asked. "Yeah." Cat nodded oddly able to converse with her even though on another level she was aware of her cock thrusting in and out of his mouth, and the exhibitionist thrill of having him perform such a kinky act in the car outside her home. She shrugged, "I guess you know... I've always wished, well felt that I should have been a boy..." "You sure about this Cat?" Megan said panting a little herself as some of Cat's sexual arousal flowed over the astral connection between them. "Never been as sure." Cat nodded, unaware that the connection broke as she let out a sequence of deep grunts. Suddenly gasping, "Yes, yes... Oh fuck yes!" Cat felt her clit or was it a cock explode in a throbbing sensation of ejaculation roared through her body. The intensity of it felt like it was turning her head inside out as when for the first time in her life she sensed muscle's she never knew existed pumping surge after surge of fluid into Jeff's willing mouth. Eventually catching her breath Cat looked down and saw Jeff's contented blue eyes gazing up at her, clearly displaying his contentment at having her cock in his warm velvet lips. Smiling brightly she lifted his face to hers and said kissing him on the lips tasting an oddly metallic flavour as she chuckled, "God you are such a tart Beth, to give me blowjob in the car... Jesus you better get your pretty arse into the house before I fuck you here and now." "Pity..." Jeff giggled happily dropping his head back to her groin to lap a tendril of something from tip of the cock before her put it back where it belonged. Leading him in Cat flicked her hand towards the bedroom's en-suite bathroom saying, "Go have a bath, and lose the suit sweetie." "I'm wearing my only change?" Cat laughed. "Borrow something of mine, I'm sure you can find something short and sexy in my draws?" Overwhelmed again with that odd sensation of feeling this was all perfectly normal Jeff nodded and skipped away as Cat tiredly turned to the shower. Although she had not been anywhere near the shop floor she felt hot sweaty and grubby and the thought of a shower was decidedly appealing. Although she could hear and see Jeff through the open bathroom door, even with a cock hanging from pussy Cat felt none of her usual body embarrassment as she stripped off her clothes. Uncharacteristically she left them strewn around her bedroom as she strode confidently into the shower. Relishing the au-natural sensation of having a cock swinging free between her legs, Cat quickly showered and padded into the bedroom. Opening her knickers draw Cat started rooting round looking for a pair that would work with her cock. "Dam," she cursed frustrated that nothing she owned seemed suitable. Having felt more than a little uncomfortable all day with her cock mostly unconstrained by her knickers putting on another pair was out of the question and mulling over whether to go commando or not she saw next to her dresser Jeff's overnight bag. Curious she opened it and saw, the clean shirt, socks and the pair of boxer shorts he would have worn of she had not placed a pair on panties in his hand that morning. Suddenly grinning Cat chortled slipping them up her legs saying to herself. "Why not, they are designed to contain a cock." Straight away they felt much more comfortable that her usual Agent Provocateur lingerie, and admiring her 'lunchbox' in the mirror Cat knew frilly knickers were a thing of the past. Pulling on a pair of jogging bottoms and tatty tee shirt, she rammed her feet into her flip-flops and went to watch the evening news. "Fuck me!" Cat gasped when Jeff or rather Beth walked in wearing a short summer dress, giggling. "Well you did say something short and sexy honey." On his feet he was wearing the vivid pink sandals she had bought the previous year when her bag got lost at Heathrow. "Will this do?" "Yeah... More than do!" Cat said feeling her delight at his choice making her cock twitch, as she drank in his girlish appearance and stance. "Although you really could do with a little help." She motioned to her breasts, "Up here to do justice to that dress." "Think so?" 'Beth' said, "I've always been kind of flat." "Nothing huge pet." A powerful image suddenly appeared in Cat's mind, "But you look super hot with a nice pert pair of B-cup titties filling that bodice..." As she spoke Cat felt her tone deepening as she ended the sentence. The tightness in her throat was accompanied by a strange oddly asexual tingling contraction in her nipples. Trying to consider the weird sensations, the subject of her body fled from her mind as she clearly saw the bodice of Jeff's dress filling out, until he had the pert pair of boobs she described. Clapping his hands on to his suddenly swollen chest for a split second Jeff looked at her in disbelief, then his eyes clouded over and then Beth again looked at her saying as if nothing had changed, "Do you think implants would be a good idea as I'd like a little more than this?" "No sweetie." Cat laughed hiding her astonishment. "I think you're perfect just as you are, now gimme a kiss and get the dinner on there's a good girl." "Okay." Beth giggled turning happily to the fridge asking, "What would you like lover?" "Anything." Cat said, asking herself silently. "What on earth happened then?" Megan instantly appeared sat opposite her at the kitchen table this time giggling. "Sorry Cat I've been watching you for the last hour as I couldn't resist missing the look on your face when you made a physical alteration to him." Her dark eyes bubbled with glee as she added. "You've been doing the same with his mind and movement all day so I knew it was only a matter of time before you found out that that you can also alter his body. It only lasts until the next full moon but remember this, every time you do? You are absorbing some of the physical manifestations of his masculinity and are giving him another choice as to the form his body might take after you seal the ritual." "That's," Cat said, "when I fuck him in the light of the next full moon right? And have to finish that incantation that he now be made my woman?" Megan nodded and said with a smile, "So long as you don't forget your lines." "I won't!" Cat chuckled and then gave Megan a sly smile asking. "Now just how stupid did I look just then?" "Your jaw wasn't quite a the slack jawed bloke level but you still looked pretty bloody stupid." Megan grinned. "Oh and while I remember. How are you getting to Glastonbury, as I need to give your names and registration number to the organisers so you can get on site?" "My Harley, and the names?" Cat grinned. "Beth Williams, Cat Collins and its H558 WGM ." "Beth, hun, pretty name short for Bethany or Elizabeth?" "Bethany." Cat smiled gleefully wondering if she could make Jeff unable to refer to himself or sign his name any other way. Megan nodded and Cat could quite clearly see her writing on a sheet of paper that was not on her kitchen table. Considering that just a few weeks earlier Cat would have laughed at the idea that magic was real, it astounded her how easily she adapted to the concept that Megan's witchcraft really did work. "Told you so." Megan smiled, adding, "And yes, all it takes is repetition of the replacement name and signature. If you do it often enough it can even stick after reversion... In compliant subjects it takes no more than a couple of days to take completely. After just 24 hours Megan could already see the improvement in Cat's mind. The small increase of testosterone she had gained from starting Jeffery's feminisation was already improving her sense of self. It was always pleasing when she was able to use her talents to heal someone's wounds, and Cat for all her success and business acumen still bled from the hell she went through at school. What made the cave-woman and transvestite taunts all the worse was deep down Cat knew there was some truth in the transvestite teases... She did feel out of place in her body and envied her mostly male competitors as much as he despised all the rigmarole that went with being a successful businesswoman. While keeping a conversation going with Cat, Megan sent her thoughts towards Jeffrey whose mind was wide open. The bangle bonding him to Cat making it easy for her to read his innermost dreams, and desires, "Well, well?" Megan secretly said to herself as she rifled though his life, "You're a better match for each other than you would ever have guessed." "Can you join us?" Cat asked waving at Beth making the salad as the pork chops grilled. She did not understand how Megan was able to sit opposite her but felt she had to offer. "Afraid not Cat, I'm actually at home 200 miles away getting ready for the Lea Valley bike show, you coming?" "Wish I could but I've got to go to Leeds." "Ah well can't be helped," Megan said philosophically. "Hey." Cat grinned as an idea ran though her, "Can I make her hair grow as well?" "Yeah, but its quicker and easier to just get a wig or extensions." Megan answered. "That way he'll still have it after you seal the bond. "Okay," Cat nodded. "I'll book her in for a blonde weave this weekend. Now how much of what is going on is Beth, I mean Jeffrey aware of?" Although intellectually Cat knew Beth was Jeff and male, she seemed unable to think of him as one. In her head the pronouns had changed, and she no longer recalled most of the time that he had been anything other than Beth. "Just now?" Megan nodded. "Well on one level he's completely aware and alert as normal, but he's unable to see or recognise the changes in himself or how he is behaving and being perceived. I guess you could say his sense of self is currently fluid, as is to a lesser degree is yours." Megan gave Cat a stare before adding. "I wouldn't make any more physical changes for a while as your already showing some masculine pattern alterations and at this rate in a couple of weeks will finding yourself shaving?" "So?" Cat shrugged. "The bangle makes Beth gender to a degree fluid while any changes you take on are for keeps. Like just then when you filled his blouse, as his chest grew into a bosom yours contracted." "So he can come back to being Jeff if I so decide?" "Not quite, every manipulation you make to him becomes part of the selection of physical characteristics he could eventually develop?" "So high cheek bones and bigger lips?" "Can wait a couple of days." Megan smiled, "From the moment you bonded him and claimed his manhood you set in motion a chain of events that will eventually end in you being to a degree a man, and Jeffrey your woman... All you can do is dictate the pace and magnitude of the change." "Magnitude?" "How much masculinity you leave him with." Megan laughed adding, "Take Cleopatra for instance. She was very talented at controlling the bangles effects, and used them to keep her beauty, by feeding off the transformational energies of the bondings." "Cleopatra, as in Anthony and Cleopatra?" "Yes." Megan said with a smile. "That Cleopatra. She kept a harem of bondsmaids, it was mostly made up of captured enemy officers, rivals and former favourites who displeased her." "What did she do?" Cat asked fascinated. "Sure you want to know?" Megan asked knowing the answer before Cat nodded saying. "God yes!" "Okay then but don't blame me if it gives you nightmares!" Megan chuckled. "Because before she started the bonding she made them take part in a twisted version of the Greek rite of servitude made by novice temple whores." "What was that?" Cat asked astonished at the tale. "The novice priestess of Aphrodite or Hathor in the Egyptian, served their temple with their bodies. One quarter of their earning went to the temple and for many girls of good breeding but no money serving the temple of five or ten years was a sure fire route to a life of comfort. For the real temple rite the novice would be dressed in the finest of robes and stood free by their offering bowls, awaiting clients all drawn from the upper end of the social scale. But in Cleopatra's version her prisoner was chained in a frame dressed in the clothing and make-up of the lowest common street whore. Each frame supported an offering bowl for the copper and silver coins her body guards distributed round the gang's of lowest class labours who had been chosen to replace the elite of society." Sat on her throne attended by her handmaidens Cleopatra would take dark pleasure from watching as the unwashed horde eventually reduced all these once powerful men to common whore's. Anyway this wild party would go on until Cleopatra knew her labourers had broken every prisoners sense of manly self. With all the formality of the original rite she welcomed them as servants of the lady and thanked each of them one by one with the same words a priestess thanked the street whores gifts as she castrated each personally to reduce the potency of their masculinity to a minimum." Cat unconsciously winced crossing her legs. Megan chuckled, "Told you so!" seeing Cat's gesture. "The freshly snipped prisoners were then given time to recuperate serving as eunuchs in the women's quarters before she bonded them. Once bound to her, if it was an enemy she usually tossed them in the cages containing the men they once commanded, rivals and former favourites went to the brothels round Alexandria harbour serving the merchantmen." "Oh my!" Cat gasped. "That's kind of sick!" "Since Cleopatra had no use for the male energies she used the dildo as a conduit to transfer those energies to her champions, which increased their loyalty and made them stronger. Since this is very, very risky when she sealed the binding she counterbalanced the magical equation by stripping the newly bound of some of their femininity to maintain her beauty." "Makes sense I guess," Cat said nodding. "Kind of like how you have to balance the flow over a turbine gang." "Couldn't say, dunno what a turbine gang is," Megan chuckled lightly, "But in our Cleo's case she left each one of them with a reminder of what they used to be." Seeing Cat questioning expression she added. "She turned them into sluts, then denied them any real sexual pleasure by leaving them with a useless shrivelled cock... She was a bit twisted was our Cleo." "Interesting thought, but I kind of fancy having those bits for me?" Cat laughed, "I also like the idea of giving Jeffrey in return the joy of having to ram a tampons inside himself once a month?" "And more if your link to the cycle of the moon is transferred to him?" Megan grinned. "If that happens then there is every likelihood that at some point 12 moons after sealing the bond, that you'll get your woman pregnant!" "Pregnant?" Cat face broke out into a wide smile. "I've always wanted kids, well so long as I did not have to carry them." "Yeah..." Megan smiled, returning to a more serious matter. "Remember Cat, that the bond ring is tied to your mind and the closer Beth gets to your ideal the greater the chance of Jeff becoming aware of how much he is changing..." "You mean Jeff will wake up while Beth's still running the show?" Cat said looking at Jeff-Beth chopping salad. "Kind of?" Megan said pulling a face, "It's of hard to explain, there's a great deal of fluidity in how things can work out in between the bonding and the binding." "Dinner." Oblivious to Megan Beth placed the dinner before Cat, and sat at the table next to her. "Look... I'll have a think abou