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I awoke sometime later and once I was able to rub the sleep out of my
eyes I noticed that the ceiling wasn't the usual ceiling I see when I
wake up. I got out from under the covers of a brand new bed. And I was
in a different bedroom altogether. The other thing that was odd was
that I was wearing a nightgown. Normally when I wake up in bed the last
couple of days I've been naked and it was an odd feeling to have clothes
of any kind on first thing in the morning. I looked around it was a
standard bedroom with a king sized bed in it. Two nightstands on each
side with the same lamps yet unlike my old room this had curtains drawn
to keep light out. I went to open them and to my surprise I was in a
city and not just any city it was New York City.
"What the hell?" I said to no one really but it slipped out of my lips.
"Ah good your awake Miss Jones," said the all too familiar voice of Mr.
Johnson. He was followed by four women all dressed in black suits with
black glasses and each had an ear piece in their left ears. Two look
position on his left and the other two on his right.
"So I take it I have you to thank for Jerry and then whoever drugged me
and brought me here?" I asked of Johnson.
"Well Jerry was simply to give you a massage he wasn't to engage in
sexual recreation with you. We had to deal with Jerry for that. As for
the drugging I must admit a rather rough way of getting you out of your
current living conditions and bringing you here. I assure you nothing
happened to you while you were out nothing was performed on you or done
to you," he said to me.
At this point I had no idea what to think. It was clear Johnson had a
vested interest in me and was going to great lengths to make certain I
was kept happy.
"So I take it were in New York City?" I asked Johnson.
"Very astute Miss Jones we are in fact in New York City. In fact we
happen to be at the Four Seasons the presidential suite in fact," he
replied to me. "Now Miss Jones to your left you will find a bathroom. I
want you to clean up and put the clothes provided on as well. Once you
are dressed breakfast will be waiting for you. After you've completed
your meal we will be leaving here for several hours. I suggest you get a
move on we are a tight schedule today and I intend to see it through,"
he said to me.
I was about to make my way to the bathroom he indicated when he said
something else.
"Miss Jones one other thing these ladies behind me." He indicated with
his hands. "Are here to ensure that you do not try and escape or any
other foolish," he finished saying to me and he left the room leaving me
and the four women in the bedroom.
Without even a word being spoken two of them came forward and one went
to the bathroom door and opened it for me. The other took up position
to the right of the door and without much choice I went into the
bathroom. Thankful that none of them went in with me. The door was shut
behind me and I was taken aback by the opulence of the bathroom. It was
larger than any bathroom I had ever seen. It had a large shower that
had those wall panels the shoot water from different angles at you. It
looked like you could shower with six people in there at a time. Thank
god I wasn't showering with any of those guards. The tub was another
story it was more like a small hot tub and the water had been drawn and
was bubbling already. I guess I was supposed to get in. But before I
took off my night gown I looked for the clothes Johnson spoke of. Next
to the sink was a pile of clothing, I found a bra and panties both were
pink and made from silk. I was also given a dress that when I draped it
on the front of my body and discovered that it came to about just above
my knees. I also found on the floor a pair of heels maybe two inches
high. They weren't anything special just a normal pair of heels that
would allow me to walk around in.
After I was certain that this was the clothing Johnson was talking about
I proceeded to remove the nightgown. It wasn't anything special just a
simple cotton nightgown that went down to my thighs. I let it fall to
the floor and I entered the warm tub. I didn't know what to make of my
new situation and wondered if this would be my best chance for escape.
Of course that meant figuring out how to ditch the body guards that
Johnson now had watching me. Of course I also had to deal with the fact
that I knew nothing of New York City. I was from the Midwest and I am
certain that where I was drugged I had to have been on the west coast
maybe even in the northeast. Still with a better chance of being in a
populated area I had a chance. Of course I still had no idea what
Johnson had in store for me. I knew that New York had a number of
gentlemen's clubs still working and he could be making me do some kind
of performance like that one time. Still it was the unknown that was
bothering me. That was when I heard a knock on the door and one of the
body guards popped her head in.
"Ma'am Mr. Johnson wanted me to inform you that you have ten minutes to
get ready. If you're not ready in ten we've been order to make you
ready," she said without much emotion in it. And something told me they
mean business. I used that time to wash quickly and I was able to wash
my hair as well. I had no idea how much time had passed as I got out of
the tub. I rubbed myself down with the towel and I was getting my hair
dried when the door opened and two of the guards came in.
"Time is up ma'am," She said and with that took my towel away and
grabbed the panties and forced me into them. The other had plugged the
hair dryer in and started to blow dry my hair. While that one was
drying my hair the other took the bra and forced that on me telling me
to turn around and she placed the bra on me. The other was about done
with my hair. The guard that "helped" me into my underwear then helped
me into the dress. And once that was done the guard that had blown my
hair took a brush and brushed it out in seconds. The guard who had
dressed me took my shoes and got me into those. Both of them took a few
moments to examine me clothed and conferred with themselves.
"This way ma'am," one of the bodyguards said and indicted back into the
bedroom. And all three of us left the bathroom and the other two guards
still in the bedroom opened the double doors into the what I guess could
be the living room with a roll away table in the center of it. Mr.
Johnson was sitting reading a newspaper with a half eaten breakfast in
front of him. He saw me walk to the table and got out of his seat.
"Ah Miss Jones glad you could join us for breakfast," he said and he
took the chair out for me. As I took the seat offered to me he helped me
push it close to the table. "Again Miss Jones I need to reiterate the
bodyguards. They are here to ensure you do as you are told. You were
taking too much time in the bath room. They have been instructed to
move thing along concerning you and make certain that the schedule is
kept," he said and removed the cover to breakfast.
After breakfast Mr. Johnson and I left the hotel room and the body
guards had taken up position in front and back of us. One of them
muttered into a microphone at her wrist that "the package" was moving. I
guess I'm the package. Or maybe it was Johnson I didn't have a clue.
After the elevator came to our level two of the guards went in first and
then Johnson and myself. The other two came in after us it became
cramped with so many people in the elevator. But soon we were in the
lobby and it was a bustle of people. The hotel employee's were moving
about, guests coming and going it was all so much. Soon Johnson and the
body guards were leading me outside and to my surprise was a motorcade.
One of the guards opened the door to a stretch limo and they let Johnson
in first and then myself. Two of the guards also got into the back with
us. They took place along the side of the limo while Johnson and I were
sitting in back seat. I didn't know what happened to the other two.
"Miss Jones I think now would be a good time to tell you why we are here
in New York City. We are going shopping. Or more to the point my niece
Jessica Jones is going shopping. "Johnson said to me.
Shopping he brought me to New York for that? What the hell for? It
wasn't like I needed new clothing or anything like that. It was odd. I
mean why would he do such a thing? Unless this was somehow related to
room three and the phases I keep hearing about. Either way all this
just to get me clothes?
"Shopping? Really?" was all I could reply to Johnson.
"Oh yes Miss Jones. Now I could imagine what is going through your mind.
However this time I will not reveal my motives as I have in the past. I
would like to inform you that this could be the easiest tasks of all,"
he said to me.
"You said something about me being your niece. What is that all about?"
I asked him.
"Simple Miss Jones like the license you had with your picture and new
name. All paper work indicated that you are my niece and I am your only
living family member. Your parents died a tragic death when you were
very young and I have been your legal guardian ever since," he replied.
The more Johnson spoke the more Johnson scared me. Now he was acting
like my guardian and he was taking me shopping. My brain just couldn't
handle all that was being said. Before I had time to think it through
the limo stopped and the door to Johnson's left opened and he left the
car. He held out his hand for me.
"This way Miss Jones," he said as I took his hand and got out of the
limo.
The two guards who weren't in the limo with us lead the way to the front
door and opened them for us. As we entered what looked to be a very
high end boutique that clearly were excepting us. A group of people
were standing waiting. An older woman from the group came forward and
greeted both Johnson and myself.
"Good morning Mr. Johnson and welcome to our store," she said to him.
"Good morning Mrs. Stanton. Thank you for seeing me and my niece on such
short notice," he replied to her. "Please allow me to introduce my niece
Miss Jessica Jones," As he placed his hands on my shoulders in a family
kind of way.
She smiled at me. "Good morning Miss Jones. I hope we can be of service
to you today."
"Thank you I hope my uncle (saying that word was odd, however I had to
play along) hasn't put you or your staff out because of me being here,"
I said to her hoping it sounded sincere enough.
"Oh nonsense after your Uncle explained that all your belongings were
lost to a fire it was no trouble at all. Now that you are here we are
going to make certain that you have a wardrobe fit for a young socialite
about to enjoy the season here in New York City," she said to me.
With that she led me to her staff and they began in earnest to get me
decked out. Mrs. Stanton had a private conversation with Johnson as I
was being whisked to another room. The guards however followed me.
What happened next made me feel sorry for every woman that went through
the process of finding clothing and liking them.
I was first asked to give measurements and since I was not able they
just decided to go ahead take them there. After a few minutes one of
them sounded out 38-23-36. They said my bust wasn't going to be a
problem since they deal with women with larger sizes then mine. I felt
better knowing I wasn't going to be subjected to trying on clothing that
was going to be too small or far too big. After the team taken my
measurements Mrs. Stanton came in and checked in on me.
"How are we dear? I hope my staff haven't been to invasive with them
measuring you?" She asked.
"Oh no ma'am they haven't been a problem at all," I replied to her.
"Good," she said as she went to a partition that was in a corner of the
room. She took a dressing robe that was hanging from the corner. "Now
dear I'd like you to please remove all your clothing and put this robe
on."
"I'm sorry what?" I said still trying to figure out what she was saying.
"Dear your uncle was very specific on having you clothed properly today
and the wardrobe to follow later. So we need you to undress and place
this robe on. You will pick out your outfit and since our seamstress is
on hand today to make certain that everything is tailored to your
specific measurements. Oh and don't worry we will have your intimates
taken care of as well. In fact behind the partition is a fresh pair of
underwear and a brand new bra. You can keep your shoes on, but we will
have that covered as well," She said.
Just then two of the guards came in and took up position by the only
door way. The one on the right spoke.
"Any problems here ma'am?" she asked to Mrs. Stanton.
"No, no problems. I'm just informing Miss Jones of what she needs to
do," Mrs. Stanton replied. And with that she ushered me behind the
partition. With that I was taking off my clothes and I looked for the
underwear she spoke of. On a small stool was a bra and panty set. It
was black with pink highlight and the center of the cups had a large
pink bow. I took the panties and like the bra they were black and right
above where my vagina will be was another pink bow. I was getting a
little tired of the bows and the pink and really the girly things I have
been wearing. However a part of me was saying that it's what a woman
wears. As I slipped the panties on I noticed garter straps were resting
against my legs.
"Mrs. Stanton," I said to her from behind the partition.
"Yes," she replied.
"The panties you have provided me with have garter straps. I take it you
have stockings for me to put on later?" I asked of her.
"Yes we do but for the moment don't worry about that," she replied.
With that I took the bra and put that on as well. Unlike the guard who
helped me into the other bra I had time to put it on and let the cups
rest properly on me. Thankfully with little adjusting I was rather
surprised how my breasts felt wearing this bra it was almost like I had
two hands holding onto me. After a few seconds to admire the feel of
the bra I took the floor length robe that was hanging on the corner. It
was silk and black as well. Well wouldn't be the first time I have worn
a robe for several hours. Although the underwear was a nice comfort.
I came from behind the partition and Mrs. Stanton told me to follow her
and one of the guards opened the door and we turned right and went down
a hallway. I turned my head and both guards were behind me. Mrs.
Stanton led me down the hallway and I saw through open doors models
wearing clothes. Tailors working with cloth and turning them into
fashion. Mrs. Stanton opened a door on the far right of the hallway and
led me through while the two guards came in. One of them spoke
something in her microphone at her wrist.
The room was a combination of runway, sitting room and changing area.
Mrs. Stanton showed me to a seat and she took one next to me.
"Now then Miss Jones we would like to showcase the outfits we have for
you today," said Mrs. Stanton.
With that several women came out and began to walk down the runway and
turning about left, right and center. Several of them were wearing ball
gowns with all the appropriate accessories. Then after a few minutes
later another group of women came out wearing cocktail dresses some were
short others were elegant and very bright. Yet another few minutes went
by and another group came out this time in what could be best described
as business attire. Each looking like professionals but still retaining
a certain level of sexiness. Then to my surprise another group of
women came out wearing swim wear. Many were sporting one piece while
others were wearing bikini's both string and halter style. I hadn't a
clue how long it took but several more groups of women came out in
lingerie and even some sleep wear. By the time everything was over Mrs.
Stanton looked to me and said, "What do you think?"
"Uh wow," was all I could say. "It's very hard to choose just one
outfit from the entire lot you've shown me today."
Mrs. Stanton giggled a little bit. "Oh no dear we didn't show you all
that just to pick one thing. This was put on for you to show you what
you're getting today. It would have taken far too long to go through
everything one at a time. All of the items will be delivered to your
hotel in the next day or two. What we would like you to do is try on a
special outfit picked for you when you arrive." With that she got up
from her chair and led me behind the runway and into a dressing room.
The two guards following close by.
Mrs. Stanton had on a rack an outfit for me.
"Now Miss Jones you will find that this outfit will be perfect for
today. We've also had from your uncle orders to have a ball gown this
evening ready for you, along with shoes and the needed accessories for
tonight. The changing room is over there and inside you will find the
stockings that go with the straps on the underwear along with the shoes,
and other items," She said to me. I took the clothes from the rack and
made my way over to the changing room. One of the guards followed me
and she told me to stop and she inspected the room. Once she was
satisfied she let me in and she said to me "Be ready in ten minutes".
I found the black stockings and they were silk. I sat down and I
slipped one on and let them ride up my leg and I found where the first
strap was to connect and I snapped that into place. After that it was
easy to get the other one snapped into place. After that I was able to
get the other stocking on and I took the skirt a dark grey number and I
stepped into it and I zipped it up from the size. I took the blouse
which was a dark silken item and my bra straps were going to be visible.
Thankfully I had a matching grey jacket to go with it. I found the
shoes Mrs. Stanton told me about on the floor and I slipped into them
they were four inches heels and they helped the outfit. As I was about
to make certain that everything was where it should have been the door
opened and the guard came in. "Time is up ma'am."
I walked out thankful I wasn't going to be helped with my clothing.
Mrs. Stanton saw me in my new outfit. "Oh my you look wonderful. I do
hope you approve?" she said.
"Yes thank you," I said.
Mrs. Stanton walked with me back out to the front of the store and Mr.
Johnson was waiting for me.
"Mrs. Stanton you have out done yourself. Thank you for giving my niece
some suitable clothes for the rest of the day. I understand that the
other items will be ready soon," said Johnson.
"Oh yes Mr. Johnson. Everything that you thought she would need. I
also had the gown for tonight being worked on even as we speak and
should be ready by the time you return there," She replied.
Johnson looked pleased and told her where to send the rest of the new
clothes. After that Johnson along with the guards took me out through
the back of the store where the motorcade was waiting for us.
Once inside the limo Johnson was rather quiet for several minutes and he
was looking out the window.
"We'll be arriving to our next destination soon Miss Jones. I'm afraid
I will not be getting out with you, however I will remind you that your
guards will be with you," Was all he said to me. With that the car ride
the rest of the way was quiet. I think this was the first time since
being placed in this position I was truly scared of what was going on.
The rather cold way of Johnson speaking to me and how this is all real,
that I was no longer a man and the fact that I have living (If you can
call it that) as a woman. Wearing women's clothes, having sex as a woman
and doing things that a woman would do.
I didn't have long before the limo stopped and the door was opened.
Johnson got out first and like before he offered his hand to help me out
and I took it. The other guards got out after us.
"Miss Jones I must ask that you follow any request," he said and that
word almost sounded forced. "Of the guards."
"Alright," I responded to him still scared of what was going to happen
next to me.
Johnson got back into the limp and it left without another word. One of
the guards took my arm and the others went before me. And forced me
through the door to the building .
"Hey your hurting me," I said to her.
"Be quiet ma'am. This will go a lot easier if you don't say anything,"
she said to me as we were walking towards the door in a very brisk
manner.
The opened the door for me and the guard and soon the three that weren't
holding onto my arm were taking up potions in the front and back of me.
I also heard one of them speak into her microphone "Package on the way
up," Now I was really scared what the hell was happening here. Why all
of the force being used? With that they came to an elevator door and we
waited for it open. I was fearful for what was to come next.
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