The Incredible Diary of Paula Page Entry 2
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The Incredible Diary of Paula Page
One thing I want to make clear about this diary. Even though it may seem
incredible, every word that is written here is true. The fact that it is
published on a fiction site is (as you will learn) is the only reason
that my owners will let me post it at all.
Yes, owners.
If you want to get an idea of what I am talking about, I would suggest
that you read the story ?The Frat?. You may want to skip there before you
start reading my diary. It will give you a pretty accurate background of
what happened to me and how I got to where I am now.
When I wrote The Frat, it was on a whim. I was given a laptop to do some
tasks for my owners, and I started writing. I posted the story to a
fiction website, and it gave me a sense of release from the hell that my
life has become. ?The Frat? is a condensed version of what really
happened. I did not go into any detail of how certain things were done,
and I shortened the time-line considerably. Now that I am writing a
diary, everything will be much more detailed and accurate.
I used to be a guy. I was almost twenty and just started college at a
university that I cannot name.
Now, two years later, I am a completely female maid/slave/sex toy and I
belong to a very secretive and very powerful fraternity/secret society. I
can't name any names, but you can be assured that the most powerful and
wealthiest men in the world are members of this fraternity. (Forget Skull
and Bones. They are the minor leagues compared to this one.)
I originally posted a story called The Frat as a fiction story. I got
caught by one of my owners, and in a rare show of generosity, he didn't
punish me. Even more unbelievably, the frat is allowing me to publish my
diary on a site called Fictionmania. This is probably where you are
reading it right now. There are a couple of reasons they are letting me
do this. One, I begged them to be able to keep a diary and share it as
long as I remain anonymous. It is a small form of release for me, to be
able to tell someone what has happened and what is happening to me. Two,
my owners don't think anyone would believe my story anyhow ? especially
since it is posted on a specialty fiction website.
I have to submit every page I write to them before I submit it. They can
edit it is they want, but most likely they won't.
Ironically, one of my owners told me that my diary may give them some
good ideas for predicament scenarios to be played out on me. So just by
writing this diary, I may be making my life more intolerable than it
already is. This knowledge makes every keystroke a mix of release and
terror for me. I don't know what will come of my words. It's out of my
control.
Here is a bit of background on me. I am not going to go into detail about
who I used to be. It's a waste of time. Just know that my name was Paul.
I was a standout athlete and I got into a major university on a baseball
scholarship. I was a ladies man and I didn't have to work hard at all to
pick up girls. I slept around a lot and pissed a lot of girls off with my
misogynistic attitude. But they still wanted to sleep with me.
When I got to the university, it was a big change. I wasn't as big a fish
as I was in my high school. There were tons of scholarship athletes, so I
wasn't the golden child like I was in high school. It was going great for
me. I felt I was doing well with my classes, and we had a good baseball
team. One of my teammates, I will call him Brad, approached me after
practice one day. He was a senior and I looked up to him because there
was a lot of scouting interest in him in the Majors.
Briefly, he asked my if I had any interest in joining an elite and
secretive fraternity. He explained that it was one of those things that
if you are a member, you are pretty much guaranteed to be set up for
life. To make a long story short, I accepted. He let me know that only
eleven freshmen were accepted every year, and only at ten schools at a
time. This assured that it remained an extremely elite club. He also let
me know that if I talked about it, then any chance of a successful life
were ruined. He told me that no one had ever been known to break the
absolute silence. He told me that he was ?dead? serious.
I couldn't believe my luck. If I only known how things would turn out in
the end, I would have run the other way.
So here's how this went down. Brad told me that in order to join the
frat, I only had to maintain my grades and eat breakfast, lunch and
dinner at the frat house every day, including when the school went on
break. I wouldn't be able to go anywhere for break, and that pissed me
off. But being a member outweighed any objection I had to that rule.
There was no other hazing. Brad told me that his fraternity considered
hazing to be ?undignified?.
After a couple of weeks, I didn't really feel like a member of anything.
I said this to Brad. He just told me to be patient, I would feel
something soon enough.
I am going to digress here, just warning you.
What I didn't know at the time was that the food that the pledges were
eating at the frat house was laced. This is where things start to get a
little hard to believe, but trust me dear reader, this is all true. The
food was laced with two different kinds of nano-viruses. Ten of the
pledges got one kind, lets call it MM-1. Only one pledge got the other,
FF-2. What these viruses did for the ten pledges was fantastic. The other
virus did something unimaginably horrible to the victim.
After the discovery of DNA in the early nineteen fifties, the Defense
Department worked on developing ways to manipulate DNA and possible
create an enhanced soldier. The viruses work on a sub-cellular level.
After months of exposure, they get into each cell in the body and
rearrange the genetic material of every cell. I have no idea how this
works, but the virus was designed to kind of cut and paste the DNA so
that the subject became kind of a tailor-made human.
After several failed experiments, the DoD gave up on the viruses. But one
of the lead scientists working on the project knew he could make it work.
With precise foresight, he knew that if he could continue on the project
privately, he may have one of the most powerful substances in the history
of humanity.
There was no longer any interest by the government in any of the work
that had already been done, so he simple took everything with him. He
found an investor to set up his own lab, told the investor that he was
nearing a breakthrough on a new drug.
Again, I am going to take a shortcut here because the details are
unimportant and lengthy. He worked on the virus for 10 years, and got to
the point where he could specify exactly how his subjects would look ?
and think as well. It acted on every cell and modified the brain as well
as the body.
He went to his investor about the breakthrough. He could design super men
that were stronger and smarter than everyone else. He just didn't know
how to do anything with his work. It was the investors idea that they
invent a fraternity, and alter the frat members so that when they went
out into the world, they were that much better equipped to succeed. They
would get a return on the investment by simply taking a cut of what the
hyper men earned.
This is where a sick twist comes in.
The investor was a sexual pervert and sadist. He was so wealthy that he
got to act on any of his twisted fantasies whenever he wanted to. He came
up with one of the most diabolical ideas ever, and presented it to his
scientist. Could the virus be used to turn a man into a woman?
The Doctor said that he could do anything with it. He could turn a man
into a female form and keep the male mind, or give her a woman's mind, or
something in between, or even a hyper-male mind.
The investor had his plan.
He approached eleven college freshmen and told them what I was told,
about the fraternity. He had the Doctor turn ten of them into what I will
call hyper males, with every male trait magnified. Both physically and
mentally. They were harder, stronger, faster, and wickedly smart. Since
the DNA was custom engineered, the lifespan was dramatically increased
since the DNA did not break down. In fact, since the first class of
hyper-males, not one has died from natural causes. (This created it's own
set of problems, but they were solved as you will read later.)
He instructed the Doctor turn the eleventh man into a fantastically sexy
young woman, but with an enhanced male brain. This satisfied his sadistic
calling, knowing that one of the men would live a life of mental and
physical anguish and physical and sexual torture.
I will even admit that when I was Paul, I enjoyed reading stories about
things like this and would masturbate to the stories.
Once the first class of frat boys and their pet were ?enhanced?, this
became a self perpetuating cycle. One of the things that the virus did to
the hyper males was create a desire in them to create and own their own
female from a male. It was the indelible stamp from the investor that all
hyper men would share his own perversions, only even stronger than his.
(By the way, the investor and doctor are still alive and perfectly
healthy, of course.)
So now, back to the present. After about two months of eating every day
at the frat house, I started noticing weird changes taking place. My skin
seemed softer and more sensitive. My voice began to crack like I was in
reverse puberty. I started losing weight and felt weaker. Since this was
the off season for baseball, I worried about playing when Spring came
around.
One day at the frat house, Brad approached me and told me that he wanted
to show me a special place in the frat house.
He took me down a stairway, through a dark hall and into a room that only
had what looked like a dentist chair in it. He told me to sit. There were
straps for arms, wrists and ankles. I was kind of worried, when he told
me that he was going to secure me to the chair.
He did, and I felt very weird about being there. He told me to stay where
I was (as if I could have moved) and then left the room. He returned
about one minute later, this time with the other ten frat guys. They
formed a semi circle around me.
He then told me that he noticed changes in the way I looked and walked,
and even my voice had changed. He said he knew the reason for this. This
is the moment that my nightmare from hell began.
He told me all about the virus, and how the frat was formed and how it
worked. He told me that I was the unlucky pledge, and that I was to be
the one transformed into the female maid/slave/servant. I tried to
struggle against the straps, but to no avail. He continued to tell me
that I was to be rendered unconscious for a couple of months and taken to
a place where I was to be fed a stronger version of the virus
intravenously. He explained that this would speed up the process of the
changes, and when I woke up, I would be the female property of the frat.
I almost fainted. I could tell he was not lying because of the changes I
had already undergone. The pledges just smiled and some said they
couldn't wait for me to wake up.
Brad produced a needle and gave me a shot in the arm. I quickly went
under, and from that point, have no idea what happened until I woke up
three months later.
Sorry readers, I have to stop for the day. One of my owners wants to put
me in a predicament. I have no idea of what to expect. That is the only
constant in my life now ? uncertainty. Before I go though, I need to
share one more thing. There is another blatant irony to this diary that I
am writing.
I know that most of you that read this, if not all ? are heterosexual
men, maybe cross dressers or transsexuals. You won't believe what I am
writing is true. You may also at some point masturbate to this story.
This is a predicament for me, just as much as the physical ones that my
owners put me through every day. I need people to believe me, but all
that is going to happen is that there will be thousands of men jerking
off with amusement and derision at my situation. Do you know how that
feels? It puts the cherry on top of the horror. Getting my story out
there, and it being nothing more than wanking fodder. When I told my
owners that this would happen, that's when they decided to let me post
it. I wish someone could help me! This is really happening to me and
hundreds of other girls out there! Please believe me!
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