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Confusion By Julie O Edited By Itinerant Features characters from The Julieverse Chapter 1 Rob Parker slowly opened his eyes and blinked. At the same time, he reached up and rubbed his temples, as he wondered what the hell had happened. The last thing he remembered was being in a crowded bar watching Monday Night Football. It had been an exciting game that was decided in the last play of the game when San Diego scored a miracle touchdown. Rob celebrated with the others, not because he was a fan of the Chargers, rather he had just won a big bet. He remembered having several celebratory drinks and then nothing. Rob slowly focused as he looked up at the ceiling. It then hit him that he wasn't in his one bedroom apartment. As he sat up, he felt sore all over his body. His concern for his discomfort was quickly replaced with shock as he saw his reflection in the dresser's mirror. At first he wasn't sure that he was looking at himself, but as his head cleared he realized that he was the only one in the cheap hotel room. He also realized that he was dressed as a woman, rather make that he was dressed like a whore. Not the real kind that he occasionally saw working the streets near his apartment, but the type that populated TV shows and movies. His face was heavily made up. His eyes stood out as they had dark metallic colored eye shadow, false lashes, and heavy dark eyeliner. His lips seemed bigger and were coated in fire engine red colored lipstick and what seemed like several coats of lip gloss. On his head he had a blonde, curly wig that covered his own brown hair. The plain silver studs that he usually wore in his ears had been replaced with large gold hoops. He was wearing a red mini-dress that barely covered his thin body. He reached down and cupped the large breast pads that seemed to be attached to his chest. He pulled back the dress and saw the seams of the breast pads, and it appeared that they had been glued on. He was shocked by their weight and how realistic they felt. Their nipples pressed out through the thin red bra that he wore. The bright red nails that were on each of his fingers were also shocking. He quickly realized that they were strongly attached to each nail. Lifting up his dress he saw that he was wearing red lace panties, a matching garter belt and red fishnet stockings. On his feet he wore red open-toed pumps. The next thing he noticed that his body was completely hairless, from his head down. Even his pubic hair was gone. Rob looked around for his male clothing, but they were not to be seen. There was a small black purse on the bed and a cheap leather jacket. Rob opened the purse and found that it contained his apartment key, a few condoms, and a lipstick. There was no money in the purse and his ID was also missing. His mind began to swirl with thoughts as he tried to figure what was going on. He had no idea where he was or how he would get back to his place. Rob looked around the room for some sign of where he was. On the door, he found the address of the place and realized that he was five or six miles away from his apartment. He looked down at his shoes and decided that there was no way he could walk that far. He would have to get some money. To turned on the TV and began to channel surf until he found a channel that had the time. He was a bit puzzled when he saw that it was only around midnight. How could someone do this to him so quickly he thought? Then he saw the date and realized that it was now Friday morning. He gasped as it hit him that he had been out for several days. It was then that he looked down and saw the bruises and marks on his arms. They looked like the type of marks that he got after getting shots or an IV. Rob then began to wonder what he had been injected with. He stood up and inspected himself in the mirror. He was taken aback by how feminine he looked. Yes, he was dressed as a woman, but he didn't look like a guy in a dress. He had always been aware that he wasn't the most masculine of men. He stood barely five-nine and had a thin physique. Now, combined with his new outfit, he looked like a hooker. Rob was twenty-two, but he now looked like he was much younger. He sat down on the bed and tried to figure out his next step. He couldn't stay in the room, but how could he get home? At least it was dark outside, but that would also work against him. He knew that this part of town was popular with both prostitutes and their clients. It hit him that he might have to do something that would have seemed unthinkable just a short time ago. "Fuck," he exclaimed as he stood up, slipped on the coat, picked up his purse and headed out into the night. Chapter 2 Rob quickly moved away from the motel. The last thing he needed was the manager coming over and requesting money. He got his bearings and headed up the street. He quickly realized that he was like a baitfish in a feeding frenzy. Cars drove past him and the men inside leered at him with undisguised lust. He realized that it was only a matter of time until he was propositioned and he could feel his heart pounding in his chest. He had never been with a man before and now it was being forced on him. Maybe it would have been better to stay in the room and to have called the police, but that option was gone. He walked faster, and as he did he became aware of the new way his body was moving. He felt his breasts bounce and the way his hips swayed as he walked in his heels. The sound of the heels clicking on the sidewalk seemed like firecrackers going off. A pickup truck pulled up next to him and a large burley man leaned out the window. "Hey babe, you looking for a ride?" he asked. Rob knew what the man really wanted, but he stopped, turned and smiled back at him. "Sure," he said softly. "Well, get in honey," said the man. Rob walked around and got inside the truck. "Damn, you're the best thing I've seen around here in years, what's your name babe?" asked the man. Rob hesitated for a moment and then replied "Ruby." For the time being, he accepted that he was now Ruby and that she would have to accept this humiliation in order to get home. The man grinned. "The name fits you," he said as he pulled away from the curb. "Red is your color." "Thanks," she replied. "Well, enough small talk, I'm horny and you have a job to do, let's get to the point," said the man as he held out a twenty dollar bill. Ruby stared at the bill. "What's the matter? It's the going rate for a blowjob," he replied in a matter of fact way. "You want it?" Ruby reached over and took the bill and slipped down between her breasts. "Good girl," he said as he pulled off onto a side street. He then reached over and ran his hand over her thighs. "I know a safe place," he said. "Don't worry." A few minutes later he pulled his truck into a vacant parking lot. Without a word, he began to undo his belt. Ruby reached over and took over from him. She unzipped his pants, and saw his erect cock pop out. He leaned back as he leaned down. His cock seemed so big as she began to open her mouth to take it in. She wasn't sure she could take it all, but slowly it filled her mouth. She tried not to think about what she was doing as she began to suck his cock. As Rob, she had gotten a few blowjobs and so she tried to repeat what had once been to done to her. It was all she could do to keep from gagging as she felt his cock fill her mouth. "Damn you're good," moaned the man. "That's it, suck it deep, take it all bitch." Ruby felt like crying, but she somehow managed to stay on task. She was shocked by how quickly she made him climax and before she realized it he was cumming in her mouth. He held her head down and she had no choice but to swallow his seed. Now only was she a cock sucking whore, but she also swallowed. It was so degrading. "You're damn good Ruby," said the man as he pulled his cock into his jeans. "You t-girl whores suck the best cock. Although I must admit that you look more like a chick than most of the sluts around here." "Thanks," she replied automatically. "So, where do you want me to drop you off, back where I picked you up?" he asked. "Um, can you take me uptown a ways?" she asked. He stared back at her. "Where?" he asked. She gave him the location of an intersection a block away from her apartment. "Sure, why not!" he exclaimed as he laughed. Chapter 3 Ruby couldn't believe her luck as the man drove her close to her home. "So, will I see you again?" he asked as she got out of his truck. She smiled back. "I hope so," she replied with a wink. Ruby watched as he drove away and then she headed towards her place. Thankfully it was quiet and she was soon in her place. She locked the door behind her and let out a sigh. She would get out of the outfit, take a long hot shower and then go to bed and treat it like a long bad nightmare. Ruby then turned around and gasped. Someone had been in her place. She stepped into her living room and noticed that it looked very different. The furniture was the same, but now there were colorful throw pillows on the couch and chair. A vase with flowers sat on the coffee table. Next to the flowers there was a stack of fashion magazines. Ruby noticed that the posters that had decorated the walls had been replaced with prints of flowers. Even the curtains were different; instead of a drab brown, they were a bright floral pattern. She then rushed into her bedroom and found it too had a makeover and was now decidedly feminine. The bedspread was red and pink. The sheets were satin and also colored pink. She opened drawers of her dresser and found them filled with women's clothes. A quick search of her bedroom found none of her male clothes were there. In her bathroom, she found the counter cluttered with makeup of various kinds. Even her shampoo and conditioner was now a female brand. She walked back into the bedroom and sat down on the edge of her bed. She felt exhausted and was torn between crying and going to bed. Who had done this to her and more importantly, why? Chapter 4 She sat there for almost an hour before deciding that she would take a shower, go to bed and face this problem in with a clear head. Ruby walked into the bathroom and began to undress. She let her dress fall to floor and then removed her bra. The breast pads not only felt real, they looked very realistic. As she ran her fingers over the nipples she was shocked that she could actually feel her own touch. She squeezed one of her nipples and let out a moan. Somehow her own nipples were attached to the fake ones. She then took offer her stockings and heels, followed by her garter belt. The last thing she removed was her panties. When they came off, she had another shock. There was a steel ring inserted through the head of her cock. The ring appeared to be in one piece, and after inspecting it, she could see where it had been welded in place. Before getting into the shower, she inspected the rest of her body. On the small of her back she found a tattoo, the type that guys called tramp stamps. It appeared to be a floral pattern that was nearly five inches in length. She wasn't sure if it was real or not. Ruby let out a sigh. She then removed her wig and found another bombshell; her own hair had been cut and styled in that of a young woman. It was a layered cut that even disheveled looked very feminine. Additionally her hair was now dyed black with streaks of red through it. Ruby stood in front of the bathroom mirror and ran her fingers through her hair. With just a little work, she found that the style fell into place. Ruby stared at her reflection in silence. She really looked like a girl. She decided to remove her makeup before getting into the shower. On the counter there was some makeup remover, and she applied it to her face. A few minutes later she looked in the mirror. Her face still looked very feminine. Ruby's eyebrows were very thin and highly arched. She also found that she couldn't remove all the eyeliner. It then hit her that it wouldn't come off. Her lips also were pink as if they were dyed. She also noticed that her lips were actually larger. Ruby stared at her reflection and saw a woman looking back at her. Her knees felt weak, and for a moment she almost passed out. However, she slowly regained composure. "Okay, we'll face this in the morning. There's nothing I can about it right now anyway," she said. Chapter 5 Ruby slept in until well after ten. When she got out of bed she realized that it hadn't been a bad dream. She was still feminized. She studied herself in the mirror for several minutes before getting dressed. Whoever had done this to her had given her a wardrobe that was very sexy and revealing. It took her a few minutes to find a top and skirt to wear. Instinctively she tucked her penis between her legs in her panties. Additionally, all her shoes were now high heels of various shapes and styles. She also had a collection of boots. After she dressed, she ran her fingers through her hair and found that it easily fell into a very sexy style. It was obvious that whoever had done this to her had thought of everything. She was about to leave the bedroom, when she felt a strange urge that led her into the bathroom. Without a thought, she began to apply makeup to her face. It wasn't as dramatic as she had been earlier, but within a few minutes she looked very feminine. To her surprise, she found this pleased her. She completed the look with earrings, and other pieces of jewelry. Now that she was fully dressed, she headed out to the kitchen and made herself a pot of coffee. As she waited for the coffee, she saw her cell phone on the counter. She knew she had it with her when she had gone to the bar, so the person that did this to her had brought it back. She immediately checked her messages. The first ones were from her boss and after going through a few she realized that she was now unemployed. She hated the job, but this wasn't the way she wanted it to end. The next couple was from friends. She debated what to do next when the phone rang. The ringtone had been changed and was now a Lady Gaga tune. A man's voice greeted her with "Hello Sweetheart, how are you feeling?" She looked at the phone and saw that the number wasn't listed. "Don't speak, just listen. I'm sure your tiny mind is wondering what's going on, all in good time my dear. Needless to say, life as you knew it is over. You are now Sophia Moore and you are transgendered. With each passing minute you will become more feminine. Don't bother fighting the programming, you're not strong enough. You will have a new set of ID shortly to go with your name. The lease is also in your new name. It seems that the previous tenant moved out on rather short notice. That's all you need to know for now. However, be advised that you are my property. Do not call your friends or family, and do not call the police. I will be in contact with you shortly. Oh, I love the name you used that last, it was very fitting. I also love how you showed your true potential last night. I may let you use Ruby as your working name." The phone call ended suddenly. The words began to sink in that her name was now Sophia. She felt like smashing the phone, but instead she slumped to the kitchen floor. Chapter 6 Sophia sat on her couch as she sipped her coffee. She searched her thoughts trying to think of anyone who would do this to her, but couldn't think of anyone. She then thought of what the man on the phone told her and realized it was true. She did see herself as female. It was almost ridiculous to think of herself as a male. With the exception of her penis, there was little about her that could be seen as masculine. Next her mind shifted to how easily she sold herself. Yes she needed money, but she gave in so quickly. There was something else bothering her. As she thought about sucking the man's cock, she found that it excited her. Was this her unknown transformer's plan for her, to turn her into a whore? She got up to refill her mug and see what was in the fridge. She opened the door to the refrigerator and was pleased to see that it was full of food. At least she wouldn't starve. Without thinking, Sophia fixed herself a salad and went back to the living room and sat down on her couch. As she ate, she picked up one of the magazines and began to page through it. As she looked through the magazine she imagined herself wearing some of the outfits. When she caught herself doing it, she remembered the man's words about the programming. Was he telling the truth or was he just playing mind games with her? She was startled out of thoughts by the sound of someone knocking on the door. Sophia got up, and walked over to look out the peep hole. It looked like a delivery man and so she opened the door. As the door opened she felt a hand press a cloth against her mouth and in a moment she was plunged into darkness. Chapter 7 Sophia opened her eyes and found that she was naked and lying on a bed. Her body felt stiff and she wondered how long she had been out. She looked around and while she realized that she was in a different bedroom. She looked around and recognized her belongings, but it was definitely a new place. As she woke up, she felt something in her mouth. She stuck out her tongue, reached up and discovered that her tongue had a stud in it. She sat up and looked in the mirror as she stuck out her tongue, confirming her fears. It was then she noticed the stud in her left nostril. A small ruby chip was embedded in the stud. Looking down she made another discovery. Her breast pads were smaller and also the nipples were pierced, with small steel rings running through them. It was only when Sophia ran her hands over them did she realized that they weren't pads, they were real. She let out a cry of surprise, as she realized that she had tits. Standing up, Sophia cupped them as she looked down at them. While they were smaller than the pads she had previous had attached, they were still noticeable. She also saw that her nipples were larger and darker in color. In fact her whole body was darker, as if she was deeply tanned. At least it was a natural color and not the phony looking orange tone of fake tans. She ran her fingers over the nipples rings and felt a new sensation, one of pure pleasure running through her body. Like the ring that was in her cock, the nipple rings looked as if they had been welded in place. Below her breasts, she saw that she had a pierced navel. A small steel ring was running through her body. A polished red stone was attached to the ring. She inspected the rest of her body and found the only other change was that she now had what looked like jaguar spots on her left shoulder. The tattoo ran from the top of her left shoulder and down her back a few inches. She was shocked to see that the tattoo was partly healed and then she wondered how long she had been out. Inspecting her arms she could see additional marks left by needles or IVs. Looking around the bedroom she didn't see her phone. She didn't care that she was naked as she rushed into the living room and found her phone on the couch. She flipped it open, checked the date and time, and in a moment her fears were confirmed, she had been out for two weeks. Slumping down on her couch she tried to remember what the delivery man looked like, but his face was just a blur. She got up and headed back into the bedroom to study her new appearance. The smaller breasts and tan gave her a more youthful appearance and she realized that she would be seen as a teenager now. It was then she saw the envelope on the dresser. It was marked OPEN. She picked it up and opened it up, finding a driver license, a bank card, and a Visa card. Staring at the license she saw her feminized face looking back at her. Her name was now officially Sophia Moore aged twenty-one. The license looked real, she thought. If it was a fake it was a good one. Looking at the address on the ID, she realized that she now lived in a different part of the city. It was also close to the red light district and that sent a chill up her spine. She looked in the mirror again at her face and shook her head. No one would believe that she was twenty-one. "Great," she muttered. She froze. "Please no!" she exclaimed. Her hands flew up to her mouth. "What the fuck?" she exclaimed Her voice was now much higher and girlish. "This can't be happening," she said as she sat down on the couch. The cell phone suddenly rang and she immediately grabbed for it. As before, the number calling her was unlisted. Taking a deep breath, she answered it. "Hello?" she asked softly. "What a lovely voice you have Sophia, even better than I could have hoped for," replied the man. "Why have you done this to me?" she asked. "Hush my dear," he ordered. Even though she had hundreds of questions, she immediately obeyed. "A young girl like you must mind her manners and do what she is told," he continued. Sophia found herself nodding silently. "Yes, you have undergone programming. I prefer the old fashioned ways of breaking my girls in, but time is of the essence. I use the most modern methods now. It's not as fun, but the effects are better and more permanent," he explained. "With each passing day your programming will reshape your mind. Even now you probably find yourself accepting that you are a young t-girl named Sophia. Yes, you will remember who you were; it makes you more compliant, knowing that you were once a male and that you are now seen as a teenage girl. You will always know that you were forced to be a girl and that you've been programmed to act as one." Sophia wanted to shout back at her tormentor, but couldn't. "I left your 'official' age as twenty-one; that way no one gets in trouble for having sex with someone underage and will allow you to get into bars and clubs. You'll find that you'll be able to pass as even younger, should I desire it," he explained. Sophia felt a tear run down her face, at the same time she felt her nipples harden, and her cock felt wet. It was so confusing. "I suppose you're wondering why I have done this to you," he continued. "You are a part of a greater plan, which I don't need to tell you at this time. I still have some -- modifications -- which I need to do on you before you are a completed object; these changes are both physical and mental." Sophia wiped away her tears as she listened. "I want you to rest for the next few days. I will be tasking you with some duties shortly," he concluded. "Relax and recover my pet." The man then hung up. Sophia stared at the phone for a while. She then worked up her strength and decided to call her parents and ask for help. She found that their phone number was no longer in her phone. That didn't surprise her and she started to dial the number, but she stopped as she couldn't recall the number. She tried again, and failed. A sense of panic swept through her as she tried to remember, but it slowly sank in that she couldn't even recall their names. Even the address of their home was a blank. She tried to think of anyone who she knew, back when she was Robert, and each time she was unsuccessful. She could picture their faces, vaguely, but their names were a blank. "Damn you to hell," she cried out as he began to sob. Chapter 8 A couple of days later, Sophia's phone rang. "Hello again my pet," greeted the man. "Hello," she replied. "I have a task for you, and I expect you to do exactly what you are told," he explained. "Do you understand?" "I understand," she replied. "We'll see. If you fail to do what I tell you, I will punish you severely," he warned. "However, should you please me, then you will be rewarded. Do you have any questions?" "What's the reward?" she asked. "Information. I will tell you why I have changed you," he replied. "Interested?" "Yes, very," she replied. "Good girl. Then here's what I want you to do. You will dress up; make yourself look very slutty, I don't anyone who sees you to misunderstand your intentions. I will send you an address, it's a rather exclusive club and I'm sure that you will be quite welcomed. Once in the club, allow yourself to get picked up and do whatever they ask, no matter how depraved. Is that clear?" "Yes," replied Sophia. "Girls like you are common there, so you don't have to worry about someone getting upset when they find your cock," he said. "In fact, it's why many people go there in the first place." "Okay," she replied. "Use the name Ruby, as it fits you when you're a whore," he continued. "Okay," she replied. "I think you'll find that you'll enjoy this evening far more than you suspect. The slut in you will take over," he stated. "I will be in touch with you later." With that the man hung up. Chapter 9 Sophia checked herself in the mirror and nodded in approval. She was dressed all in red, wearing a mini-dress and high heels. Under the dress she wore a push up bra that showed off her breasts. Her cock was tucked between her legs and held in place with her panties. She skipped the wig and had styled her own hair. Additionally her makeup was flawless. "I really do look like a hot slut," she said aloud. She also realized how young she looked and hoped that her ID would pass inspection. She then received a text with the address of the club. She had heard of the place, but had never gone in. A few minutes later her cab arrived and she was off to the club. The driver kept looking at her in his rearview mirror, and the idea that he found her attractive turned her on. The idea that the cabbie was checking her out actually pleased her and she felt her nipples harden. It hit her that she wasn't just obeying her orders; rather she was becoming a slut When she reached the club she saw a long line of people waiting to get in. For a moment she thought about heading to the back, but instead she strutted right up to the front. The large man working the front door smiled at her. She pointed to his clipboard. "I think my name is on there," she said seductively. "What is it?" he asked. "Sophia, Sophia Moore, but I may also be under the first name Ruby," she replied He scanned the list. "Ruby, huh, the name fits you. Here you are," he said as he unclipped the velvet rope that blocked the door. "Have fun honey." She winked at him and sauntered in. Chapter 10 She sat at the bar, sipping a class of champagne, scanning the room. She wondered if the man who had changed her was here. Maybe he was watching her at this moment she thought. The bartender set another drink down in front of her. "What's this?" she asked. He pointed towards one of the VIP booths to his left. A couple was sitting there motioning for Ruby to join them. She slipped off the stool and walked slowly over to the booth. The man appeared to be in his mid-forties, but was still very fit. He had black hair, and a matching goatee. Judging by his complexion, Ruby suspected that he was Mediterranean in ethnicity. He was dressed in what appeared to be a very expensive suit. Ruby immediately noticed the gold Rolex on his wrist. The woman sitting next to him also had the same complexion. Her long silky black hair flowed down her back. She was also very attractive. Her large breasts were almost bursting out of her tight black mini-dress. The man stood up and motioned for Ruby to sit down between them. "Good evening, my name is Bora and this is my wife Talya," he greeted. Ruby noticed a very slight accent. "Please to meet you, my friends call me Ruby," she replied. "It suits you," said Talya. "Red is definitely your color." Ruby sat down next to Talya and Bora sat down on her other side. "We're visiting for the week, and you are the most exquisite thing we've seen here," said Bora. "Thank you," replied Ruby. "Where are you from?" "We were both born in Turkey, but our families moved here when we were young. We currently live in New York," he replied. Ruby felt one of Talya's arms drape across her shoulders. She then felt the woman's other hand begin to run against her thighs. Ruby turned and smiled at the woman. "Do you like?" asked Talya? Ruby nodded. "How old are you my dear?" asked Talya. "Twenty-one," replied Ruby. "You look much younger, like a young girl dressing up to look older; it's very sexy," said Talya. "Thank you," replied Ruby. She felt the woman's hand slip up between her legs. "Have you ever done it the other way around?" asked Talya. "Dress so you look younger?" "I would, but it would make getting into clubs and meeting people like you difficult," replied Ruby with a smile. "True, but then we could take you other places. I would love to turn you into a younger girl; with the right hair style, makeup and outfit, you'd look much younger," said Talya. Ruby felt the woman's hand begin to gently rub against her cock. "Very interesting," said Talya. "What is it my dear?" asked Bora who was now holding one of Ruby's hands. "She has a pierced clitty," replied Talya. "A very nice clitty, is it functional?" Ruby nodded. "Very good," replied Bora. "And I love the ring. I should have known, see your other decorations. Are there any others?" asked Talya. "Yes, my navel and nipples," replied Ruby. "Exquisite," replied Talya. "I can't wait to see them." Talya then leaned over and began to kiss Ruby. Ruby felt the older woman's tongue press into her own mouth. At the same time she felt Talya's hand rubbing her cock. At the same time, Ruby felt Bora's hands gently rubbing her nipples. It all felt so good, that she offered no resistance. "I can feel your clitty coming to life," whispered Talya. Rose moaned softly. "You're going to love her clitty, my husband," said Talya. "It's the perfect size for a t-girl." "I can't wait," he said. He then guided one of Ruby's hands to his lap. She could feel his hard cock through his trousers. "Rub it my pet," he whispered. "Pet?" moaned Ruby as she obeyed. "Yes, you're now our pet," said Talya. "Does that please you?" Ruby nodded. "Then make it official," said Bora. Talya reached into her purse and pulled out a leash and diamond studded color. She slipped the collar around Ruby's neck and locked it in place. "Just so you know, we don't have the key here," whispered Talya. "We'll have to wait until we get to our hotel room before you can be freed." "When we walk out of here, my wife will lead you out, like the cherished pet you are," stated Bora. A few minutes later, Bora and Talya walked out of the club, arm in arm, with Ruby being led by the leash. It was extremely embarrassing, but for the most part Ruby was too aroused to be ashamed. Chapter 11 Ruby was on all fours as Bora and Talya used her. She had lost track of how many times they had had sex that night. Presently, she was sucking Bora's cock as Talya fucked her with a strap-on vibrating dildo. She found the couple switched sexual roles often, with both of them taking dominant and submissive roles. They weren't just interested in their own sexual pleasure, and they had brought Ruby to climax several times. She could feel that they were about to cum again, as they picked up their pace. They soon were all collapsed together on the bed. "You are incredible my pet," moaned Bora. "Yes, you are the best we've found on this trip," added Talya. "How do you feel?" "Wonderful," moaned Ruby. "Can you spend the next day with us?" asked Talya. "Yes," replied Ruby. "Excellent! I have some delicious plans for you," said Talya as she pulled Ruby closer. Ruby hugged the older woman and drifted off to sleep. Chapter 12 When Ruby woke up, she found herself alone in bed. The collar was still locked around her neck. She felt tired, but at the same time, very relaxed. She smiled as she thought about the sex with Bora and Talya. Just as the man had said, she had enjoyed herself. Bora walked out of the bathroom, dressed in a robe, drying off his hair. "Good morning my pet," he greeted. "Good morning," she replied. "Where's Talya?" "She went out to do run some errands. She'll be back soon," he said. "I recommend you take a bath. My wife has some bubble bath that she wanted you to try. It's scented so you will smell like the pretty little flower you are." "Okay," said Ruby. "I'll take the collar off, we don't want to get it wet," he said. The hot bath felt very soothing and made her feel quite relaxed. As she soaked, she thought about everything she had done with Talya and Bora. Back when she was a male, she had an active sex life, but nothing compared to what she had just experienced. She loved the sex with Bora, both giving him oral and having him fuck her. She knew that it had to be due to the programming, and in some ways she was glad. If she was destined to be a slut, at least she could enjoy herself. The sex with Talya was also enjoyable, but in a different manner. Sophia realized that she loved sex with another woman. Even though she still had a cock -- or a clitty as Talya called it -- she no longer thought of herself as male. As she thought about the sex, she began to pleasure herself. A wicked smile appeared on her face as she played with her nipples and clit. Chapter 13 "You look lovely, Sophia," stated Talya. "That outfit looks wonderful on you." "Thank you Aunt Talya," replied Sophia as she looked at her reflection in the dressing room mirror. Upon her return, Talya dressed Ruby up in a skirt and blouse fitting for a young girl. To complete the look, she had made sure that Ruby's makeup and wig matched the outfit. When the left the hotel, Ruby, now back to being called Sophia, was to act as Talya's fourteen-year-old niece. Sophia had been shocked by how well she passed as a young girl. The only suspect things were her pierced tongue and nose. However, Aunt Talya explained that many young girls had similar body jewelry. Once out of the hotel, they went shopping and Sophia realized that she was now Talya's doll. Sophia's present outfit was a floral pattern tea dress and sandals. It was conservative but very feminine. "I can't wait for your Uncle Bora to see you my dear," said Sophia. "You look lovely; you're such a sweet young girl." A short time later they were sitting in an upscale caf? having a late lunch. Bora had joined them, and Sophia referred to him as Uncle Bora. Sophia carefully looked around the restaurant to see if anyone suspected who and what she really was. It soon became apparent that people accepted her for what she appeared, as a teenage girl. "Thank you for giving in to this fantasy of ours," whispered Talya. "We have always wanted to play this game, but we could never find the right person. We would never play with a real teen." Sophia smiled back sweetly. "You look exquisite my dear," added Bora. "See, I knew your Uncle would love you in this dress," said Talya. "Does that make you happy my dear?" "Yes Aunt Talya," replied Sophia. Just then Bora's phone went off. "It's work, please excuse me," he said as he got up. A few minutes later he returned. "I'm afraid we must leave," he announced. "What is it dear?" asked Talya. "We have to fly back to New York to close the deal on the penthouse," he replied. "We'll have just enough time to pack and get to the airport." Talya frowned. "Well my dear Sophia, I'm afraid that we'll have to continue this party another time," she said, "We can take you back to the hotel and allow you to change, or we can drop you off the way you're dressed." "Whatever way is easier for you," replied Sophia. "And your outfit at the hotel?" asked Talya. "I won't miss it," she replied. Talya smiled back at her. "I will miss you. I hope that we can get together the next time we're out here," she said. "I'd like that too," said Sophia. "I will miss both of you." Chapter 14 As Sophia walked into her apartment, she received a series of text messages. When she opened them, she was shocked to see that they were of her. Some were taken in the club and others were taken just recently. A few minutes later she was called by her transformer. "You looked lovely, even better than I could have hoped for," he commented. "You looked like a sweet little girl in the caf?." "Thank you," she replied. "I would say you looked fifteen or slightly younger," he continued. "With a little tweaking of your programming I could make you live like that fulltime. How would you like to be a slutty school girl and have to grow up all over again?" "Are you serious?" she gasped. "It's an option. I know some people who would love to have someone like you," he replied. "However I will need you for something more important first. Tomorrow, I will call you and give you some new instructions. So relax and get some rest." "As you command," she replied. He then hung up. Sophia sat down on her couch and wondered what was going to happen next. The idea of being turned into a school girl wasn't what scared her; in fact, there was something about it that was wickedly appealing. No, it was the veiled threat of being sold to some people to be their slave. It was one thing to role-play, but the idea of doing it full time was disturbing. These conflicting emotions were so confusing. She no longer knew where her programmed persona started or ended. Chapter 15 Sophia walked down the street to the intersection where her mystery man had directed her to go. She was dressed in a red tube-top, black leather skirt and matching jacket, stockings and high heels. While she was aroused by the way she looked, she also realized that she looked like a Hollywood version of a hooker. Most of the real working girls in the area who more everyday outfits as it was more practical. If the cops came through, it was easier to run and hide in jeans than a miniskirt. When she reached the intersection that had been texted to her, a black sedan pulled up next to her and the driver leaned out to speak to her. "Sophia?" he asked. She nodded. "Good, please get in the back," said the driver. Sophia nodded again as she slipped into the car. She also realized that the driver wasn't her mystery man, unless he was very good at disguising his voice. As soon as she was in, the driver pulled away. He never spoke to her as he drove across the city. He pulled the car into the basement parking garage of a large office building. "You're to go to the fourth floor," said the driver. "You'll be met when you get off the elevator." Sophia nodded and walked through the empty parking area to the elevator. When she reached the fourth floor a man greeted her. He was dressed in a navy colored suit and appeared to be in his mid-fifties. She looked at the suit and figured from its poor fitting that it came right off the rack. "Good evening Sophia, you will not talk unless I give you permission," he stated. She looked at the man and realized that he was the one who she had spoken to over the phone so many times. She was shocked by now normal he looked. He was five-ten, thin, with neatly styled thinning brown hair. He wore steel framed glasses. "Do you understand?" he asked. "I understand," she replied. "Good, follow me," he ordered. He led her down the hall and then into an office. He closed the door behind them and then led her into a conference room. Inside the room there was a tall man, dressed in a gray suit. Sophia looked at him and realized that she had seen him before, but she couldn't place his face. Unlike the man who led her in, she could tell that the man in the gray suit was wealthy. His suit was obviously expensive and tailored as it fit him perfectly. He wore diamond studded cufflinks and a gold Rolex. Everything about him screamed wealth. "Here she is," said the man in the blue suit as he sat down across from the other man. "Remarkable! Even though I have seen the videos, I can't believe she's the same person," said the man in the gray suit. "May I see her naked?" Sophia noticed that the man in the gray suit spoke excellent English, but there was a slight accent; it was European, but she couldn't place it." "Of course. Sophia, undress please," ordered the man in the blue suit. Sophia undressed without a word. "This process of yours is amazing," said the man in the gray suit. "I'm stunned how quickly she changed." "Once you picked her out, I gave her a six month regimen of preliminary treatments. She was, of course, unaware of this. I slipped it into her juice in her apartment," explained the man in the blue suit. "Does it always take six months?" asked the man in the gray suit as he studied Sophia's body. "No, it took longer because I didn't want her to be aware of the treatments. Normally, the pre-treatments can be done in 2-3 weeks," explained the man in the blue suit. "It all depends on their male physique." Sophia listened to their conversation and was stunned. "When you asked me for a guinea pig I thought that she would be suitable, but I had no idea she would turn out not only very feminine, but also so youthful," said gray suit. "Yes, I'm very pleased myself," said blue suit. "As long as you pick subjects within the criteria that I have provided you, you should get similar results." Gray suit grinned. "And the programming?" he asked. "With the second stage, their minds become very easy to control," said blue suit. "While the physical changes are permanent, the mental changes can be modified." "Too bad the mental aspects of the formula only works on shemales," said gray suit. "I know, but I think you'll find that you'll make a sizable profit selling functional transgendered sex-slaves," said blue suit. Gray suit nodded. "So she will do whatever I ask her?" asked Gray suit. "Don't ask, just tell her," replied blue suit. Gray suit unzipped his trousers and pulled out his erect cock. Sophia watched what was happening and prepared herself mentally for what was about to happen next. "Normally I would ask for a blow job, but you have such a nice ass that I must fuck it," said gray suit. "Turn around and bend over." Sophia obeyed. She felt the man's hands on her body as he pressed close to her. She let out a gasp, as he pressed his cock into her body. Chapter 16 "That was impressive, not just in the way it felt, but also in the way she reacted, said the man in the gray suit. "She is a magnificent whore." "Yes, and soon you will have as many as you want," said blue suit. "I will buy the process, but I want assurances that only I will own this process," said gray suit. "I also want assurances that she won't identify me." "She will do whatever I tell her," said blue suit. "Anything?" asked gray suit with a laugh. Blue suit nodded. Sophia was standing off the side, her head down in submission as she felt both shame and pleasure. At the same time she felt the man's seed between her legs adding to her range of feelings. "For what you're paying me, I won't have to work another day in my life," said blue suit with a laugh. "Of course I will help you in the setting up of the program. Once you get your facility up, I will show your people how to create the formula and how to use it." Gray suit nodded. "I should be ready soon," he replied. "I already have a location picked out." "And the, um, subjects?" asked blue suit. "I'm already in that business; it will be just a matter of picking out the best candidates for transformation," replied gray suit. "One last thing: what about Sophia? Is she available? I will pay you top dollar for her." Sophia felt her heart beating wildly in her chest, as she awaited his answer. Blue suit shook his head. "No, I have other plans for her. Besides, you'll be able to create a harem of girls like her, should you desire." "Too bad. I will send the down payment to your account," said gray suit. "And once I confirmed that it's in my account, I will send you the formula you will need," said blue suit. "Very good," said gray suit. "You have run a tough deal, but I have estimated that I will recoup my investment in a year or two, maybe sooner. I'm surprised that you are selling this." "I'm not greedy, and besides, I don't have the network that you have. I am content to walk away after you have your lab," said blue suit. Gray suit stood up and shook hands with blue suit. "It's a pleasure doing business with you," he said. "Thank you," replied blue suit. Chapter 17 "Well, I suppose you're wondering what's going to happen to you?" asked blue suit. Sophia nodded as she feared the worst. She was still naked and feeling very vulnerable. "I am going to let you go. You have made me quite wealthy," he explained. "However, I am generous with my good luck. You will be given a quarter million dollars." Sophia stared back, her eyes opened wide in shock. "I developed the process that changed you by accident and quickly realized its potential," he continued. "The man who bought my formula picked you out at that sports bar. You were picked out at random, and he told me that if I could change you into a stunningly beautiful feminine and totally obedient shemale that he would buy the formula at a very high price." Sophia felt rage growing inside, but didn't let it show. She couldn't risk this madman changing his mind. "I know he plans on creating sex slaves; in fact he's already selling slaves, but now he'll be able to enter the lucrative she-male market. Anyway, that's not my problem. He clientele is rich and high class and will treat the girls as pampered pets," he added. Sophia felt anger, but she couldn't express it to him. "I will let you go, and you can live your life in relative ease," he said. "Do you have any questions? You may speak freely." "You mean that?" she asked. He nodded. "Don't take this the wrong way; even though you're quite lovely, you're not my type. I prefer real women. I only changed you to make money," he said. Like that makes it better, she thought. "Can you change me so I'm not so ... so submissive?" she asked. "Of course," he replied. "As you heard, you're going to be feminine the rest of your life. You can use some of your money and have a sex change if you want." "What about my past memories?" she asked. "Sure, but why? Do you think your family will accept you? Don't risk the pain of their rejection. Let sleeping dogs lie and move on with your life," he said. "I want my memories back," she demanded. "Sure, what does it matter to me?" he replied. "I will restore your memories, but don't blame me when they slam the door in your face." "It's my face and my life," she replied softly. "Okay I will do it," he said. "I'm not without morals." Sophia glared back at him. "What?" he asked, slightly amused. "You just sold a man a process that will allow him to transform and enslave innocent people," she said. "Look, don't get all righteous on me. I worked my ass off as in l research lab. I made my boss rich and what did I get for it? Zip! Then I discovered this process by accident and was the only one who realized its value. Well, that's not exactly true, there was one person supported me, and she died in an accident. No, I consider this payback. My old company destroyed my work and called me a failure. I don't feel any guilt over what will be done with the process," he stated angrily. "Who cared about me, when I lost my house to foreclosure? Not my employers. But I'm not vengeful; if I was, I would abduct their sons and turn them into sluts far more depraved than you." "How did you discover what this stuff does?" she asked. "One of my lab techs accidently ingested some of the formula. I noticed how he changed, and I began to give him regular doses," replied the man. Sophia's jaw dropped in shock. "And what happened to him?" "The last I saw him, or make that her, she was turning tricks," he replied. "I suppose I could give her some money too, but she's just blow it on drugs." Sophia let out a sigh. "There was another one. She turned out quite lovely, but she died in the same accident that killed by my only supporter," he continued. "When can you change me?" she asked. "Tonight. I have a flight to catch in a few days. I was paid a small fortune for this formula, but it will go a lot longer outside this country. I also plan on starting a new life," he explained. "So follow me, and we'll get started." Chapter 18 Sophia woke up in her apartment. Her head was killing her, as if she was recovering from a hangover. She sat up and rubbed her temples. Her mind was foggy, but it slowly began to clear up. Sophia looked at her phone and saw that another week had passed. She shook her head in disgust over the number of days that her transformer had stolen from her. It took her a few moments, but she then realized that she could recall the name of her parents and their phone number. She picked up her phone, but then decided to wait. What would she tell them? As she thought about it, she noticed an envelope on the nightstand. She picked it up and opened it. Inside was a letter describing her Swiss bank account. Looking at the papers she realized that the man had kept his word, and that he left her $250,000. She then began to search her thoughts. Yes, she accepted that she was feminized, but at least the strong submissive thoughts were gone. She did realize that she was still attracted to both men and women. Sophia sat on her bed and thought about what she would do next. After a while, a plan began to form in her mind. It might not work, but it was something that she had to try. Chapter 19 Sophia sat nervously in her rental car a few blocks from her parent's home. She was dressed conservatively in a skirt and blouse. Her piercings and tattoos were gone and her body had healed. Yes, she still had the permanent makeup on her face, but that was a time saver now and she had decided to keep it. During the time that she recovered, she had researched her old life. Her parents had filed a missing persons report and when nothing had turned up, they had hired a detective. Of course, he hadn't found her, as he was looking for a man. Sophia had decided not to just show up at her parent's home. Instead she had contacted the authorities. She figured that if they supported her story she had a better chance of being accepted by her parents. To her surprise, the federal agent who interviewed her totally believed her story. Additionally, the agent was very interested in both the man in the blue suit and the man in the gray suit. Sophia anxiously tapped the steering wheel of the car as she waited for the agent to show up. To her relief she saw a gray sedan pull up behind her. Sophia watched as the agent approached her car and then opened the passenger door. "Hi," greeted the agent. "How're you doing?" Sophia rocked her hand back and forth. "I fully understand," replied the agent. Sophia looked at the young female agent and smiled. At first, she had been worried when she met the agent and wondered if the feds were just humoring her. The agent wasn't much older than she was and admitted that she was on temporary field work. But soon Sophia realized that the agent was very sharp. Sophia also felt a bond with the agent, when she told her that she had once been abducted herself when she was a teenager. "Beth, what do I do if my parents reject me?" asked Sophia. "To quote a friend of mine, we'll cross that bridge if it happens," replied Special Agent Beth Williams. "But you can count on me to be there with you should the worse happen." Sophia nodded. "Okay, here goes nothing," said Sophia as she started the car. Sophia's parents had been informed that their child had been located and was being brought to them. Another agent was currently with them. They had been told about the abduction, but not about the changes. "Do you think that we should have told them?" asked Sophia. "I've dealt with a few cases like this and found that it's best that this sort of thing is done in person," said Beth. "Please tell me that you'll catch the man who changed me, and the other one," said Sophia. "No promises, but we'll do our best. We have a good track record in these things," said Beth. "I wish I could have given you more info," said Sophia. "You gave us plenty of info to work with," replied Beth. "There it is," said Sophia as she pointed at a gray split level house to her right. "I grew up here." "Looks like a nice neighborhood," said Beth. Sophia pulled into the driveway and parked the car. She got out of the car and looked over at Beth. "Okay, here we go," she said. Beth smiled and extended her hand. Sophia smiled back and took it. Together they walked towards the front door. Chapter 20 Beth reached for her phone on the nightstand. "Agent Williams," she answered. "Beth, how did it go?" Beth immediately recognized the voice of the woman. "Very emotionally, Assistant Director Burns," replied Beth. "Beth, you can call me Ally as you're doing this as a favor for me. So tell me everything." "Her parents immediately hugged her, and they must have cried for five minutes before she had a chance to tell them the whole story," replied Beth. "I have to admit that I had a few tears myself." "There's nothing wrong with that," replied Ally "Anyway, they were just happy to have their child back. The fact that Rob was now Sophia was a shock, but it didn't diminish their love for their child," continued Beth. "They're pleased to hear that we're taking this case very seriously and so the case won't be compromised, they have agreed to keep quiet." "Very good," said Ally. "They asked me what are the odds we'll catch the people that did this," said Beth. "And what did you say?" "I said that we'd do everything possible to bring these men to justice. I also told them that I hoped to be part of the investigation," added Beth. "Be careful what you wish for. We're setting up a task force to look for abductions and disappearances, and you'll be one of the agents assigned," said Allie. "I can't wait to get back to work," said Beth excitedly. "Good," replied Ally. "I felt the same way, when I was hunting Margo Simon." "Thanks for letting me take Sophia to her reunion," said Beth. "You're welcome. I look forward to seeing your full report, when you get back," said Allie. "It's almost done," replied Beth with a laugh. "Mom and Dad taught me to get the paperwork done on time." "Okay, see you when you get back," said Allie. "Thanks Allie," replied Beth. Ally hung up the phone and rubbed her chin, as she debated her next action. Without thinking, she reached into her mini-fridge and pulled out a can of Diet Coke. She popped the top and took a sip. The Agency had a good idea where the man who developed the formula was, but it would be tricky getting to him. She looked at the folder in front of her. It was a plan that she had proposed to The Director and that he approved. Normally Ally didn't like using free-lancers. Yes, she used her circle of friends, but that was different -- she knew she could trust them as she would family. She opened the folder and looked at the file. There was no denying that the man was qualified, but he was also a bit of a pirate. She took another sip of her Diet Coke, and then picked up her phone and dialed the number on her secure phone. The phone rang several times before it was picked up. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything," said Ally. "Well, this is a surprise! How did you get this number? I changed it from the last time you called," asked the man, more amused than annoyed. "I'm calling in my marker Bill," said Ally seriously. "You still owe me for Tracy Obata." Bill Werth, AKA Bill Rose, was an ex-CIA agent and currently an independent security contractor. He worked out of Curacao and lived with his adopted daughter, Robin. He had the reputation of taking the law into his own hands. During a previous investigation, he had fed data to the Agency through a young agent named Tracy Obata. While his intentions were pure, he had almost cost Tracy her career. (Read Twisted Values and The Protector: The Next Generation for background on Bill) At first, there was silence. "Okay that's fair. So, what can I do for you?" he asked. "I need you to locate a man for us," said Ally "Is that all?" he asked. "For now, we need him alive," replied Ally. "Okay," replied the man. "So, is Tracy still employed?" "Yes, she has been fully reinstated," said Ally. "Good, I'm pleased to hear that. Believe me, I never meant to hurt her career," said the man. "I know that Bill," replied Ally. "I will send you the details regarding your assignment. Let me remind you, we need this man alive." "Let me guess, you're after a bigger fish," said Bill. "Exactly," said Ally. "I'll need to know what this man has done," said Bill. "Let's just say that your old friend Kiyoke would be interested in his work," said Ally. "Really?" he asked. "That's correct. Find him and get back to me. We will pay your expenses," said Ally. "That is acceptable. I have nothing pressing right now, and the fishing has been off lately. I look forward to assisting you," said Bill. "And Ally, I won't let you down. I admire what you've done with The Agency. If the CIA had people like you, I may never have left." "Thank you," she replied. Chapter 21 Sophia moved to a new apartment a few miles from her parents. She offered to turn in the money given to her by the man, but the Feds let her keep it. Overall, she was pleasantly surprised by the way she was treated by them, -- especially Beth, who kept her updated on the investigation. Even though she was now financially set, she got a job working at a local coffee house. It wasn't that hard, and it gave her something to do. There was one other benefit; it helped her adjust to her new life. Yes, she knew she was capable of doing much more, but there was something comforting about the simplicity of her job. It was so routine and stress free that it allowed her to heal and adjust to her new life. In time, she would take on a more challenging career, but for now it was just what she needed. Sophia was also seeing a therapist. Beth had insisted that Sophia get help to deal with the emotional issues related to her abduction and transformation. At first Sophia was skeptical, but she soon realized that it was the right idea. In her first session, she was stoic and told the therapist that her life was fine and she accepted her new gender. During her second session with the therapist, Sophia broke down and let out all her emotional rage over what had been done to her. She sobbed for nearly ten minutes. Afterwards she felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Her therapist told her that she was suffering from PTSD and that it she would have her share of good and bad days. Sophia was almost relieved to hear it, and that it was part of her recovery from being violated. Her mind said that she was female, and it was unlikely that her programming could be reversed without knowing the formula. Sophia decided that it was time to move on and not wait for a possible reversal. Beth confirmed this decision when she told Sophia that it could take months, if not longer, until they caught the man who transformed her. Even then, there was no guarantee that that the process could be totally reversed. Sophia also decided that she would get SRS. She didn't like the idea of being in between. To her shock, her parents fully accepted her decision. Sophia found it slightly ironic that she was closer to her parents now. While she hadn't had a bad relationship with them, they had been slipping away for the past few years. She was deeply moved, when she learned of the effort they had made to try and find her. She realized that she needed family to get through life. Yes, they had to keep her transformation secret, so she kept the last name Moore, but she planned on changing it back as soon as it was possible. What also bothered her was that she had only been transformed as part of a business deal, a deal that would lead to others have an even worse fate than what her transformer had done to her. All she could do was hope that the government caught the monsters that had changed her. Chapter 22 Sitting on his deck, Bill read the file that Ally Burns had sent him. He was impressed with the info that the girl had been able to provide them. Thanks to her they had a good description of the man. They also had fingerprints of him, but they couldn't get a match. Most likely the man had led an average life and had never been caught committing a crime. This told Bill that he was looking for a man who was new to being a fugitive and therefore more likely to make mistakes. The man was obviously intelligent, and he also had no reason to think that anyone was looking for him. From strictly a professional viewpoint, he had made a big mistake in letting the girl Sophia live, thought Bill. He then thought of Robin and had a bad feeling. He picked up his phone and called the number that Ally had provided him. "What do you need?" she asked. "Professional as always," he replied. "I need you to check on a company called LMK, they were mid-sized pharmaceutical company." "So, what exactly do you want?" she asked. "Personnel files on anyone who worked in the labs," he replied. "Hopefully, LMK ran security checks on their employees and the records might still exist." "Okay, I will get you the information shortly," replied Ally. "Anything else?" "Whoa, that's it? I mean there are hundreds of companies out there that this guy could have worked for! Aren't you at least going to ask me why I picked on LMK?" he asked. "If you insist. We had a hand in shutting them down a few years ago," said Ally. "They are now owned by a much larger company and are legitimate. A few years ago, I received a package of information on LMK from an anonymous source. It was a very well written report, like it had been written by someone who had worked in the community and was now a free agent." Bill chuckled. "Aren't you going to ask me how I was involved?" he asked. "No," replied Ally. "Not unless you plan on giving me some additional info." "No, not at this time," replied Bill. "So, they tried to restart production of the drug?" "Unsuccessfully," replied Ally. "They never could reproduce the process." "Maybe because our man prevented it; probably because they wouldn't pay him," said Bill. "It's worth a look. We'll get back to you shortly," said Ally. "I'll be waiting," he replied. Chapter 23 Two days later, Bill received a report from Ally. "I'll be damned," he said as he rea