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Pedro slowly awoke, the drugs finally fading from his system. The room quickly stopped spinning which provided a great deal of relief. As he attempted to stand from the chair he was sitting in he realized that it was impossible to move. Opening his eyes slowly Pedro noticed the thick steel bands wrapped around his wrists and ankles, preventing him from moving around. Looking up he saw a large television screen above him with smaller ones lined up next to it. A computer on the other side of the room served as the connection to the television. The entire room was slightly cold, certainly to help keep the electronics cool. The slightly frigid temperatures made Pedro's nipples stiff. Pedro glanced down and noticed that he was no longer wearing a shirt, which explained the state of his chest. A pair of loose boxer briefs covered his genitals and midsection yet weren't the same ones that he was wearing earlier that day. 'Come to think of it,' Pedro struggled to remember, "I don't remember anything that happened today. I was just walking back to my place and then it felt like I got bit by something and then I passed out and woke up here--' "Struggling to remember?" A voice called out to him, interrupting his thoughts. A door opened on the other side of the room as a figure made his way down the stairs "I know some rather interesting facts about you, Pedro," the mysterious figure began. "Who...who are you?" Pedro asked. "Hm. You want a name? Fine. You can call me Felix Cassidy. But soon," he said with a chuckle, "You will call me Commander...perhaps, even Master?" "Why would I ever do something like that?" Pedro questioned with skepticism. "Because of the things I know about you Pedro. But I can be rather...impatient, so let's skip to the good stuff now, shall we?" The figure moved closer to restraining seat Pedro sat in yet remained careful to not reveal his face. He wore some sort of combat uniform, with black boots that extended halfway up the calves of his legs and black fatigues that seemed to simply absorb any nearby light. A few tools hung from a belt around his waist, one of which appeared to be a gun. On his upper body was a shirt made out of a Kevlar-like material or some other form of body armor. His face was pitch black, except for the occasionally flash of glare from the glasses he wore as he glanced over at various computer screens and monitors. "You name is Pedro Masters. 22 years old, and currently working as programmer in a software company. You have no family and not much in terms of close friends, which fits perfectly into my profile. And although you've tried to be rather careful about your internet history, I know the kind of things you watch, what you're interested in. Especially...feminization?" A chill ran down Pedro's spine at the mention of his activities. 'How does he know about that?' Pedro asked. I thought I was careful. No one knows about that! Then again it could be a bluff, trying to trap me. Maybe he's law enforcement or something? I can't let him know that he's on to something.' "I assume that your silence means I'm correct," Felix said with a small laugh. "Don't worry, I know how complicated your...tastes are for you." 'Well I might as well be honest,' Pedro concluded. 'Maybe it can help me get some sort of deal.' "Complicated in what way?" "You're very interested in the process of transforming and deep down you know that it's something that you would like to do, your ultimate fantasy. Especially to serve someone like...me," Felix grabbed Pedro's chin and lifted his head up. All he could see was the glare off of Felix's glasses, unable to make out any features on his face. "However you don't want to actually have it happen to you for two reasons: one, because you don't have the money for a genuine transformation and two, because there's still a small part of you that would resist the changes." "So I'm supposed to think that you have a way out for me?" Pedro asked. "Correct," Felix replied, released Pedro's chin and taking a step back. He saw parts of Felix's arms swing forward, presumably to fold them in front of his chest. "I have the financial resources to make your transformation real, because I too am only interested in *sissies* that look and act the part. And I also have the method to make you subconsciously obey all of my commands and willingly carry out your transformation." "How can you force me to do something against my will?" "Through hypnosis, of course. That would be your preferred method of conversion, wouldn't it?" The mentioning of hypnosis caused Pedro's dormant cock to stir slightly and blood rushed towards his groin. "I'd hate to spoil the story but it's fine to go ahead and do so since you won't remember the details in a few moments," Felix laughed. "I am going to program you to willingly carry out your training over the next year. The physical changes, your sexual reorientation, all of these things will be part of your program and by the time you're finished you will be the perfect partner, companion, and...servant." *** Pedro woke up with a start. He sprung up, ready to fight to get out of the clutches of his kidnapper when he realized he was in his own room. Breathing heavily in relief Pedro sank back on to his bed, his body covered in a cold sweat. As he slowly recalled the memories of his dream the dark thoughts combined with the cooling perspiration caused him to shiver slightly. 'Some dude wanted to feminize me?' Pedro thought to himself. 'I mean...yeah, he did see to know those things about me, but since it was a dream it was my subconscious telling me that I wanted that...or something right? Whatever; as long as it wasn't real that's all I care about.' Pedro stretched out slightly on his bed. He looked around in the dark studio apartment which he had to himself. The fact that the apartment was sparsely furnished didn't bother the tenant. He wasn't much of a material-oriented person in the first place. Glancing at the clock on the nightstand Pedro saw that an hour remained before he actually needed to be awake. 'No point in going back to sleep,' he concluded with a sigh. Reaching on to the floor Pedro picked up his laptop and fired it up, determined to get a start on his email and other tasks and make today shorter than normal. Pedro's job allowed him to work from home on most days, occasionally heading to his physical office for meetings and presentations to his bosses. He handed the audio and visual aspects of software; a good portion of his work consisted of music videos and video games, something he had the opportunity to consume way before the average person due to the generous gifts he received from satisfied clients. These thoughts ran into Pedro's head as he fought to push the dream away. 'If I get through the Mobilite project today that should definitely give me a shorter day,' he thought. 'Maybe even giving me all of Wednesday off as well? It's certainly worth a shot.' After scanning the emails and seeing nothing important Pedro decided to watch some adult movies before beginning work, in an effort to take the edge off and allow him to concentrate for the rest of the day. He went to his favorite website and slowly began to massage his crotch to the visuals on screen. Twenty minutes later he remained as flaccid as he began. 'Man what's up with this?' he asked himself in annoyance. 'It never takes this long to at least get it up. If I don't hurry I'll wind up doing this for half a morning, like last time.' While searching for another video Pedro got another email from an unknown sender. As he moved to unceremoniously dump it in his spam folder the subject line caught his eye: PHASE ONE OF YOUR TRANSFORMATION, "PEDRO" 'Transformation? This wouldn't have anything to do with that dream would it? No way,' Pedro scoffed as he clicked on the link. 'It was totally a dream. There's no way that guy--' The hypnotic spiral caught Pedro off guard and made him feel relaxed. A series of messages continued to flash on the screen, with a steady beat playing to when the messages appeared and floated around on the screen: IT'S TIME PEDRO YOUR TRANSFORMATION IS JUST BEGINNING YOU WILL PREPARE YOURSELF TO SERVE COMMANDER CASSIDY IT'S WHAT YOU WANT YOU CAN FEEL YOU COCK GROWING HARD WHILE THINKING ABOUT PLEASING HIM, CAN'T YOU THERE'S NO TURNING BACK NOW PEDRO... ***DREAM DAY +4*** Pedro couldn't help himself to the video he was mysteriously sent four days ago. He became so distracted that his positive work flow soon became a major backlog. Despite all of his attempts to pleasure himself it was impossible for him to climax. The problem became particularly evident when viewing actual porn films. For some reason that definitely didn't do anything for him; in fact he began to avoid them altogether so that he could at least preserve his erection. Something else about the videos began to bother Pedro. He normally figured he would be the male in all the videos he watched but now his imagination wandered as to what it would be like as the female star. 'I mean, yeah, I've thought about this stuff before,' Pedro contemplated through the confusion. 'But never as a full-time thing. Usually that idea only becomes intriguing after I haven't been able to pleasure myself for a day or two. This wouldn't have anything to do with the dream would it?' Whoever sent Pedro the initial hypnotic video sent two more over the next couple days. Some of them had sexual images while others were simply words and voices telling him what to think and how to feel. Gradually Pedro went along with the routine, finding that it was the closest he would get to sexual release. 'There's got be a solution to this,' he struggled. 'If I don't get it together I might lose my job and the little savings I have!' ***DREAM DAY +19*** As Pedro slowly woke up and realized the restraints holding down his wrists and ankles prevented him from moving he realized that he must be back in the dream sequence again. "You thought your little "dream" was over, didn't you Pedro?" a voice instantly recognized as belonging to Felix called out as he walked into the room. "Ye...yeah," Pedro replied. "Because this is just a dream right?" Felix chuckled at the idea. "Why don't you go through what I have planned today and then you can tell me whether this is reality or not?" "And what might that be?" Pedro challenged. Felix's voice instantly took on a harsher tone in response to Pedro's defiant will. "I'm going to break you like the sissy bitch you're destined to be! And don't you EVER take that tone with me again! Understand?" A punch landed squarely on Pedro's jaw, sending small stars shooting into his vision. "Do you understand me?!" Felix bellowed, bringing his hand back to strike again. "Yes! Yes I do!" Pedro quickly replied, determined to avoid another blow from his captor. "Good," Felix began to calm down and moved over to the computer. After pressing a series of keys the chair that restrained Pedro tilted forward slightly. The section of the chair directly under his butt crack began to recess into the chair, exposing his bum. Two slim metal objects lined up to his exposed ass and gently touched the edge of his crack. The cold feeling caused Pedro to swallow nervously, guessing what Felix had in store for him. "All sissies should be willing to get fucked in the ass," Felix said bluntly. "This is going to happen early in the process but it will take some time for you to get completely used to taking a full-size cock in your butt. And plus," Felix trailed off as he walked towards Pedro, placing a helmet over his head. He walked back to the computer station and whispered into a nearby microphone, directly into the headphones over Pedro's ears. "You can't call yourself a man after getting butt fucked, can you?" The instant Felix stopped speaking the metal objects vibrated slightly and both seemed to expand outward, pulling Pedro's ass cheeks apart. He tried to clench them together but found that the prongs were able to out power his futile efforts. Eventually his cheeks were spread wide to expose his anus to the cold room. Another object rose up from under the chair and began to apply lube to the outside of his ass hole. After this was completed the TV screens adjusted to Pedro's new position and began to flash images of sexy girls walking and spreading their asses to show their holes. SLUTS LOVE TO BE FUCKED IN THE BUTT BUT YOU'RE A SISSY SLUT YOUR ONLY CHOICE IS TO BE FUCKED IN THE BUTT LIKE A SLUTTY GIRL YOU WILL LEARN TO LOVE TAKING MASTER'S COCK IN YOUR ASSHOLE WHEN IT HAPPENS YOU WILL NO LONGER BE A MAN; YOU WILL BE A SISSY... The small cylinder that applied the lube to Pedro's asshole and was no larger than the size of an index finger, gradually began to probe Pedro's anus, starting slowly. Unable to fight the sensation Pedro took deep breaths, fighting to stay calm. A couple of minutes passed and eventually the entire cylinder snugly fit in Pedro's hole. The cylinder then began a low vibration and rotated slightly, giving Pedro a sensation that quickly turned from discomfort to pleasure. He let out a small moan in the process, a reaction that brought a smile to Felix's lips. "So you DO like this don't you?" He asked mockingly. "Yes...yes sir," Pedro admitted. 'I can't believe it! I never thought this would be happening to me but the sensation is just too good! Ugh does this...does this mean I'm some kind of sissy now?' The butt probe quickly withdrew from Pedro's ass, leaving him with a physical and emotional emptiness. "Don't worry, we're just getting started," Felix reassured him. After pressing a couple more keys Pedro felt a slightly larger probe begin the same procedure as the first one, gradually working its way into Pedro's ass and then pumping rhythmically in time to the beat for the audio that played over Pedro's helmet. With time Pedro found himself thrusting backward slightly to meet the upward thrust of the probe. 'Am I...Am I fucking myself?' Pedro thought to himself as he continued his downward thrust. 'Oh no, this really does make me some sort of sissy...or a...*slut*.' Merely thinking of the word caused Pedro's cock to grow harder. "Looks like that cock you're fucking is getting close to cumming," Felix warned from the other side of the room. Pedro began to have a hard time ensuring his backward thrust kept perfect rhythm with the probe. The chair's suspension started compensating for this, bouncing up and down in the same way that the video he was watching showed. A woman on the screen was bouncing up and down as well, moaning in pleasure. Pedro realized that he too was doing the same thing and suddenly didn't care. The male in the video Pedro was forced to watch grunted and then moaned as he came in his partner. Pedro suddenly felt a surge of warm goo shoot into his anus, filling it with sticky liquid. The act seemed to last for a full minute with the chair quickly coming to a stop, holding him at a slight angle. The video at this point changed to a view of his ass, still being held apart by prongs. "Now let's see that goo that filled you up," Felix said cheerfully. At that point the special dildo withdrew from his anus and a steady flow of a substance that appeared to be cum emerged from his thoroughly treated ass. The sight of it made his cock twitch and something inside of him seemed completely different. Pedro tilted his head back as he worked to regained his breath and slowly the world around him turned black. ***DREAM DAY +48*** When he wasn't struggling through work Pedro spent most of his time shopping online for women's clothing. Since he wasn't really interacting with the opposite sex anymore he figured the next best thing was to get a number of feminine products that can be used on a sex doll or mannequin. 'What size should I buy though?' Pedro asked himself as he browsed through the options. Unsure of what to do he decided to take his own measurements and make purchases based on those numbers. 'It's just something to go on,' Pedro thought reassuringly. 'It's not like I'd wear *all* of these clothes...or most of them.' Pedro purchased enough clothing to dress "en femme" for an entire week. Shirts and dresses, pants and skirts, and a wide assortment of shoes from pink running shoes to wedges, all of these comprised a significant part of his new wardrobe. The shoes were particularly special; Pedro subconsciously bought a number of heels with a range in height, from very basic levels to 5-inch stilettos. He put on a 2-inch pair of mules first, wobbling around his apartment when he attempted to walk in them and falling down a number of times in the process. After about an hour of practice Pedro found that he could walk as efficiently as if he wore flats. The first week saw Pedro wearing parts of his outfits just for a couple minutes at a time or when he was practicing his walk in heels. This eventually grew into wearing an outfit for an entire day twice per week until he began to dress "en femme" every day he knew that he would not need to leave the house. Within four weeks Pedro became proficient in wearing 4-inch heels, although this came with some difficulty on occasion. Wearing the feminine clothing seemed to enhance the continual stream of hypnotic videos that Pedro received from the unknown sender. Obviously lacking breasts, Pedro also ordered breast forms and bras of various sizes. Depending on his mood and the outfit he chose his chest measurements ranged from B's to DD. He even began to take a couple photos for a personal collection; he certainly couldn't show them to anyone. Any hope retaining his job soon withered away. After exhausting the vacation days he had saved up and using every excuse he could think of the company fired him. Unsure of what he should do next and becoming depressed about his situation he check his bank account one day and noticed that someone made a deposit of $500. He didn't recognize the name or routing number, but the money kept appearing every two weeks, giving him more than enough to pay rent and bills. 'Does...Felix have something to do with this?' Pedro asked with hesitation. The dreams that were happening seemed very real yet there was no way they could *actually* be happening. When Pedro first used a butt plug however he noticed that it was far easier than he imagined inserting it and massaging the muscles, which seemed conditioned to the presence of a foreign object. 'Pornstars exaggerate this crap all the time,' Pedro reasoned. 'It can't be that bad for the first time, right,' Despite the fact that he was aware of his own cross-dressing activities it seemed impossible to stop. 'This is utterly insane,' Pedro thought to himself one day as he got dressed. 'How did I go from being just a regular guy to some wanna-be sissy in a couple weeks?' The flash of a hypnotic video and subsequent twitch of his cock hinted at the answer he was looking for. ***DREAM DAY +106*** Pedro found himself watching women-oriented television shows with increasing frequency. He became obsessed with breasts; their look, the way women used their cleavage to seduce men. A growing part of him desired to have these breasts, concluding that having boobs would certainly make him more feminine in appearance and demeanor. He began to research breast implant procedures and took a couple of notes, wanting to become familiar with the process. With the little porn he did watch Pedro found himself touching his nipples and occasionally stimulating them with ice cubes and gels, deriving a great deal of pleasure from the sensations. No matter how much he tried Pedro was still unable to climax; the inability to do so slowly began to drive him insane. A couple of days later Pedro received a letter with no return address. Curious as to what it could be he opened it found two sealed envelopes along with a letter outside of its own individual envelope. Neither of the sealed came open easily so Pedro opted to read the letter that was already open: I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TRYING TO DO PEDRO. YOU DESIRE BREASTS, TO CONTINUE YOUR TRANSFORMATION. FORTUNATELY I TOO AGREE THAT YOU NEED THEM; I AM WILLING TO FINANCE YOUR OPERATION. JUST KNOW THAT IF YOU CHOOSE TO ACCEPT MY GENEROSITY YOU WILL CONTINUE DOWN THIS PATH TO BEING MY SLUT. 'This can't be Felix...can it?' Pedro questioned. 'No, no way, this is fake, some guy just trying to play a prank. But still, it wouldn't hurt to try out the offer to see if it works right? I'll make an appointment to see a doctor and I try this out. No harm in that, right?' ***DREAM DAY +135*** As Pedro walked towards the office of Dr. Ivan Anderson he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Everything he read on Perfect Image Surgeries indicated that not only was Anderson one of the best plastic surgeons in the city but the entire country. The opportunity for great financing options also made Anderson an attractive candidate to work with. He opened the front door to the office and immediately walked over to the receptionist table. "Hi," he said weakly. "I'm Pedro Masters here to see Dr. Anderson for uh...consultation?" The receptionist looked up from her computer with a reassuring smile. "Yes, Mr. Masters, we've been expecting you," she replied. "If you give me just a moment I'll let him know that you're here. You can have a seat over there while you wait," indicating a small area with a couple chairs and magazines. Pedro nodded and went to the indicated location. He silently thumbed through a magazine, waiting for Dr. Anderson to be available. The receptionist went back to work, continuing her efficient pace before being interrupted by the arrival of the new client. Moments later a door next to the receptionist opened and a middle-aged man with balding hair stepped out into the lobby. "Mr. Masters? I'm Dr. Anderson. It's nice to meet you." "Thank you," Pedro said, putting down the magazine he was reading while standing up. Accepting an outstretched hand he continued the conversation. "I've heard nothing but great things about your work doctor." "Well I just hope to make you another happy customer," Dr. Anderson laughed quietly. "Come into my office so we can discuss your needs." Pedro stepped though the doorway first and immediately took a seat indicated by Dr. Anderson as he shut the door behind him. Settling down behind his desk he folded his hand on top and asked, "So what is it that you've come to see me about today?" Unsure if he could go through with his idea Pedro sat in a couple moments of silence. Realizing how nervous he was Dr. Anderson got up from behind the desk and instead sat on its edge, facing his potential client. "It's perfectly okay, Pedro," he reassured him. "Whatever it is that you want to discuss stays between the two of us. As I'm sure you've read, I cover a wide range of procedures. Weight loss, facial reconstruction, even gender transition procedures. So go ahead, lay it on me." "Well...I was thinking of getting breast implants," Pedro said finally. Not missing a beat Dr. Anderson replied, "not a problem with that. I don't mean to be rude but you don't appear to be a cisgender female. Am I correct in that assumption?" "A cis-what?" "Sorry," Dr. Anderson held his hands up in an apology. "By "cisgender" I'm referring to someone that is genetically born as a female. With a vagina. Most people believe that this distinction is a rather useless one because we continue to define a person as "males" and "females" but frankly until society changes that's the way it has to be." Relaxing slightly Pedro replied, "Oh, no, I'm a...cisgender male?" "Alright, now the other reason that I ask is that the surgery you are looking for is only "socially acceptable" for women or those undergoing a gender transition surgery." "I guess I'm the latter," Pedro sighed quietly. "Or at least this will be my first procedure. I don't know if I want to undergo genital reconstruction just yet. They say that it's possible to lose feeling down there right?" Dr. Anderson shook his head in agreement. "We don't have the medical procedure perfected as of yet to allow for perfect gender transitions with all physical sensations left intact. And while I don't completely recommend you doing this I must inform you that it is possible to have a breast enhancement procedure reversed, in case something goes wrong, which is extremely rare, or if you decide that they aren't for you." Pedro nodded along to the doctor's assessment. "And the cost of the procedure?" "Ah, that's another difficult part for most candidates. The entire cost of the procedure will be $15,000. We can easily set up a payment plan. Rates are better if you have a guarantor to co-sign with you." Pedro pulled out the letter he apparently received from Felix a couple days ago and handed it to the doctor. "I found someone that is willing to co-sign. This is a notarized statement of intent." In addition to the letter Pedro pulled out a sealed envelope and also gave it to Dr. Anderson. "I believe this is the set of financial records necessary to process the financial paperwork today?" Dr. Anderson let out a low whistle. "Wow, most clients typically take months to get this stuff together. You must be really serious about the surgery young man. Just out of curiosity what size implants are you thinking about getting?" "Maybe a 40 DD?" Studying Pedro's body for a moment the doctor shook his head in disagreement. "You have absolutely every right to pick the size that you wish but as your doctor and the surgeon who will perform the surgery I might have to advise against that for two reasons. Stand up for me please." Dr. Anderson grabbed a tape measure from his desk and began to gather a series of figures, writing them down on Pedro's chart. "First, in terms of your physical stature, assuming that it stays relatively the same, implants of that size will definitely stand out. If you're going for more of a "bimbo" look then it works. However I think you're more of a "classy" type, correct? If so perhaps you might consider sizing them down a little." "The second reason," Dr. Anderson continued as he finished carrying out his inspection, "concerns your back. I don't think you have the spinal strength to suddenly support weight that size. I could certainly see a double 'C', but that's as high as I can medically recommend in terms of safety." "So...would a 32 C work?" Pedro asked. Preforming a couple quick calculations Dr. Anderson approved of Pedro's revised figure. "Based on your measurements and height/weight that sounds like a great fit. So here's some literature that I've got for you to read and a couple forms to fill out and notarize. It will take about a month to process the financial paperwork; we'll set a follow-up appointment for around that time and get everything squared away for your procedure. Sound good?" "Yes doctor. Thank you," Pedro said happily, extending a hand to him. "Great, I'll tell the receptionist to pencil you in for the next exam in four weeks. I'll see you then Mr. Masters." ***DREAM DAY +164*** Anticipation for the next meeting with Dr. Anderson began to eat away at Pedro. The forms were quick to fill out and sign. Most of the information provided by the doctor consisted of facts Pedro was already well aware of due to prior research on the surgeries. The second appointment didn't take very long; his credit application was approved because of Felix's help. Surprisingly the financial statement indicated that he was already prepared to pay for the entire surgery, which greatly assisted Pedro's application. The doctor set a date for the surgery three months after the second appointment, a day which Pedro had circled on his calendar. ***DREAM DAY +222*** Pedro gradually woke up with his head slumped on his chest. After reaching full consciousness he realized that he was kneeling on the ground. Glancing at his ankles he saw that they were chained to the floor, although his hands were free. He also noticed that he was completely naked, making this seem different from previous sessions. Looking up from where he was positioned he could see the familiar glare of Felix's glasses, silently waiting for his captive to become fully awake. "Today is going to be very special for you, sissy," Felix uttered in a sinister tone. "Do you have any idea why?" "No...no sir," Pedro said timidly. "Because today..." Felix trailed off, slowly walking forward, "you have the absolute pleasure..." Felix stopped with his crotch about a foot away from Pedro's face. He reached down, pulled down his zipper, and reached inside his pants. "..of sucking my cock." The sight of it began to make Pedro's mouth water. For starters, Pedro was shocked that it was *black*. Since the tip was about three inches from Pedro's nose he figured that the member was nine inches long. The head was wider than the shift, looking as if it would stretch Pedro's mouth. The entire shaft appeared to be made out of muscle; although he couldn't exactly describe it the cock before him seem to simply ooze strength and masculinity, two qualities that quickly left the chained slave with every passing moment. The testicles were also intriguing. Combined the entire sac would fit in Pedro's mouth. The balls hung about two inches down from the base of Felix's shaft. Felix interrupted his sissy's thoughts. "Bet you're wondering what's in these balls, huh? Tell me something, do they feel heavy to you?" The man took a half step forward, lifting his dick at the same time and bringing his nuts to rest squarely on Pedro's face. The feeling caused Pedro to take in an excited breath. The reaction caused Felix to laugh. "Wow, so you like having my nuts on your face, sissy?" "Ye...yes sir," Pedro replied weakly. Felix removed his sac from Pedro's face and whispered into his ear. "So then tell me how they taste, won't you?" Without giving him a chance to respond Felix tilted the top of Pedro's head backward and forced his balls into his waiting mouth. Pedro was still surprised by Felix's action, even though part of him wanted it to happen. 'I...can't believe I have his nuts in my mouth!' Pedro exclaimed excitedly. Knowing that this was his opportunity to please Felix he let his tongue run all along the outside of his captor's nut sac. "Yesss," Felix hissed. "Get those balls nice and sloppy wet." Satisfied with the job Pedro did Felix pulled his balls out and quickly wiped them all over Pedro's face. The saliva ran down Pedro's face, the moisture gathering at his chin and slowly falling down onto his bare chest. "Do you like having a real man's nuts rubbed on your face, sissy?" Pedro coughed through the act, unsure of what to say. "Aww, what's wrong? Something in your throat? I'm sure it's pretty minor compared to THIS." Once again without giving Pedro a chance to respond Felix grabbed his captive's head and slowly slid the head of his cock inside. While initially trying to fight the sensation Pedro quickly got used to it. Felix somehow managed to put a helmet on Pedro's head starting an audio track to further encourage his charge to produce a satisfactory performance: YOU LIKE THE WAY HIS COCK FEELS IN YOUR MOUTH YOU'RE SUCH A SISSY SUCKING ON ANOTHER MAN'S MEAT YOU CAN FEEL YOUR PATHETIC SISSY COCK GROWING A LITTLE BIGGER AS HIS COCK CONTINUES DOWN YOUR THROAT KEEP TAKING HIS COCK DEEPER GAG ON HIS THICK SHAFT; LET HIM KNOW YOU REALLY ENJOY BEING HIS SISSY COCKSUCKING BITCH Felix acted in sync to the audio, successfully enhancing the experience for Pedro. His chained prisoner began to moan louder and louder as Felix's cock continued to slowly work its way to the back of Felix's throat. The blocking of his airway resulted in a strong gag reflex from Pedro. Unwilling to relent Felix continued his assault, invoking an even louder noise from the struggling Pedro. Pedro tried to breathe out of his nose and successfully had enough oxygen enter his lungs to prevent him from passing out. This pattern continued for several minutes before Felix spoke over the sound of the audio track. "It's time for you to claim your prize sissy," Felix said. He pulled his cock out of Pedro's mouth and began to stroke it rapidly. "Now show me the face of a slut that wants a reward for all her hard work." Instinctively Pedro closed his eyes and held out his tongue, creating a welcoming hole for Felix's cum. Moments later Felix grunted and a torrent of semen his Pedro's mouth. Eventually the load began to over flow as some of the semen flowed from the corners of his slave's mouth and dripped off of his chin. "Swallow what's in your mouth," Felix ordered. Pedro instantly replied with the request. "Good, now clean my cock." Pedro dutifully did as he was told, removing all of the fluid's from Felix dick. "Don't think you're done sissy," Felix said after putting his softening cock back in his pants. You've still got quite the workload ahead of you...and boy I don't mean *load*." Felix positioned a screen in front of Felix which flashed images and video of women and sissies providing fellatio to a number of men. Felix also brought a realistic-looking dildo forward, on a machine with a series of gears. The dildo-equipped machine repeated the same procedure that Felix had performed previously, keeping in perfect sync to the video and audio that Pedro was watching, although the voice was now saying something slightly different: YOU LOVE TO SUCK OFF REAL MEN YOU'RE NO LONG A MAN; JUST A COCKSUCKING SISSY YOU WILL BE HAPPY TO BLOW COMMANDER FELIX ANY TIME HE WISHES YOU WILL BE HAPPY TO BLOW ANY MAN THAT COMMANDER FELIX ORDERS YOU TO YOU LOVE THE THOUGHT OF BEING SORROUNDED BY MEN, SUCKING THEIR COCKS AND TASTING THEIR CUM... After the fifth simulated cum load the rest of the session quickly became a blur for Pedro and the entire memory faded to blackness. ***DREAM DAY +251*** A small knock on the examination room door brought Pedro to attention as Dr. Anderson walked into the room, smiling at his patient. "Hello Pedro," he began. "So today's the big day. How do you feel?" "A little nervous," Pedro said with a breath. "But I'm definitely ready to do this." Dr. Anderson studied his patient for a moment. "Okay," he said. "Now we just need to make sure of a couple things before the implant surgery. This is your 'Final Consent' form. I need you to initial at all the places indicated, list here and here the size of the breast implants you want, and then sign at the very bottom." Taking the offered clipboard Pedro began to initial the final paperwork. At the sport indicated regarding implant size he wrote "32 C"; simply seeing the number and letter on the page sent a small shiver down his spine. 'These would be perfect,' he cooed to himself. Looking out of the corner of his eye he was certain Dr. Anderson smirked at the reaction that Pedro gave to writing his future breast size. The thought made his cock twitch strangely. Brushing it off he continued the paperwork and signed at the bottom, taking a deep breath and handing the clipboard back to the doctor. "Great, I'll send the nurse in to start your IV," Dr. Anderson said as he clapped Pedro on the back and headed out of the room. "I'll see you in a couple minutes." "Thank you doctor," Pedro replied with a smile. The nurse that Dr. Anderson mentioned walked into the room, smiled, and instructed Pedro to lie on a gurney she wheeled outside of the exam room. Lying flat on his back Pedro could only see the occasional overhead lighting, passing by with a regular rhythm. After a minute of this the nurse turned the gurney and pushed it a couple more yards into a room that was significantly chilly. The large lamp overhead allowed Pedro to conclude that he was in the actual surgery room. A small prick in his right arm caused him to look as the nurse inserted an IV. Seeing the drugs gradually enter Pedro's system she smiled at him and patted him lightly on the shoulder. "He's ready Dr. Anderson," the surgery tech reported over an intercom. "Ok, I'm headed over now," Dr. Anderson replied. A few moments later he heard the operating room door open and close, following by the sound of running water. Once the doctor finished washing his hands he walked over to the spot where Pedro was laying on the gurney. He produced a breathing mask and after carefully placing the strap behind Pedro's head settled the mask over the patient's mouth. "Everything's ready," the doctor declared. "Now, just count down from 100 very slowly Pedro and we can begin." "Ok," Pedro said with a slight tremor. "100...99...98...97...96...95..." ***DREAM DAY +280*** Over a month after his breast implant surgery Pedro was very impressed with the results. His new chest seemed perfectly proportioned with his body. It was obvious that the breasts were fake, particularly because of the definite masculine features he still possessed, yet with a little work on his overall physical shape he would be able to easily pull off a female persona. As he studied the doctor's handiwork in the mirror and gently played with his breasts he couldn't help but fall into a light trance. His fingers eventually found their way onto his nipples, giving them a light pinch and tug. The sensation caused his cock to tingle; he continued his pattern of pinching and pulling, eventually letting a small moan escape from his lips. Pedro had long ago lost track of the last time he was able to cum. Realizing that his continued efforts would simply go to waste, Pedro stopped what he was doing and sighed. He studied his face, happy that he at least seemed to have natural feminine features. 'That'll prevent me from going through with more surgeries,' he concluded happily. ***DREAM DAY +309*** Pedro woke up in Felix's lab once again. He was dressed in a bra and silky pair of underwear. The feeling of the premium material on his soft skin created a pleasurable tingle around his crotch and breasts. He could also feel his nipples growing stuff. This time he looked forward to his interaction instead of dreading it like before. "Hello Pedro," Felix called from the other side of the room. Despite seeing his cock previously Pedro never managed to see his captor's face, other than the glasses that reflected the glare off of TV monitors and computer screens. "Hello sir," Pedro replied timidly. Felix let out a small chuckle. "What's wrong? Still can't call me 'master'? Or, 'commander'? No worries that will happen soon enough." Pedro sat in silence, unsure as to what he should say. "Today you're going to practice walking while viewing your hypnotic videos," Felix announced. Pressing a button on the keyboard the braces around Pedro's ankles and wrists suddenly recessed into the chair, allowing him to move. "Stand up and put on the shoes next to your chair," Felix ordered. Pedro glanced down at the shoes. They were fire red pumps with a 3-inch heel, the sight of which made his cock jump to life. Carefully putting on the shoes he was amazed at their perfect fit. A light turned on to the left of where Pedro stood. This newly-revealed area had what appeared to be a treadmill with televisions in front and another helmet hanging overhead. Taking his nonverbal cue Pedro walked gracefully over to the treadmill and stepped on. "You must have been practicing your walking already," Felix mused. "That's good. We'll work on making sure you've got the perfect posture while you do it." Pedro remained facing forward as Felix walked over to the station. Pulling a restraint from the ceiling Felix took one of Pedro's wrists and cuffed it inside. This caused his arm to remain at Pedro's side but at a slight angle. Felix did the same thing to Pedro's other wrist. After securing both arms he turned a dial which added tension to the wires and a slight pain shot through both of Pedro's arms. He tried to flex his wrists to alleviate the tension and found that if he kept his hands flat and perpendicular to his thighs the pain was nonexistent. "You seem to catch on quick to the point of this exercise," Felix offered up as a compliment. Thank you, sir," Pedro said in relief. Felix then added braces to both of Pedro's knees and linked the two together. He cranked another dial to add tension; the pain again became unbearable until he placed one leg slightly behind the other one. Satisfied with his work Felix lowered the helmet, adjusted the distance of the TV screens, and then activated the treadmill. Pedro attempted to walk normally, as he practiced before, but found that the pain that shot into his legs made this impossible. He nearly fell over in the attempt and shifting caused pain to shoot through his arms. To compensate he tried to walk with one foot placed in front of the other, regaining his previous stance with his arms. Realizing that this could work Pedro was able to successfully keep up his technique. 'Oh my gosh, I'm...I'm strutting like a girl,' Pedro said in excitement. The thought of developing a sexy walk made his cock twitch a little. "And now for the last part," Felix announced. A hand swiftly placed itself between Pedro's ass cheeks as a butt plug was firmly inserted in his anus. Pedro was amazed that Felix was able to perform this feat without completely throwing off the rhythm that had been established. Pedro continued his strut but got worried at the discomfort from the butt plug grew. Although he had larger plugs and dildos in his ass before this was the first time a large one simply *sat* in his anus. Afraid of the consequences of completely throwing off his established technique Pedro dropped one of his hips. The moment was in perfect sync with his walking and resulted in the plug rotating slightly, sending a sensation up Pedro's spine that he now enjoyed. Thinking he may have discovered another secret Pedro dropped the other part of his hip on the next step and happily got the same result. Pedro then worked on swaying his hips in time with his steps, creating a fully feminine walk in heels. "Well this sissy *can* learn something new," Felix said while giving a light slap to Pedro's ass. Now here come the videos. Enjoy." The audio started softly and quickly picked up in volume. On the screen Pedro saw images of women and sissies like him strutting, wearing dresses and lingerie. These videos flashed in with images of girls having anal sex and moaning loudly with pleasure. Pedro closed his eyes occasionally lost in the moments as the audio helped to drown out any other thoughts: YOU LOVE WALKING IN HIGH HEELS THE HEELS MAKE YOU FEEL SEXY YOU WILL ALWAYS BE SEXY FOR COMMANDER FELIX SEXY GIRLS LIKE TO BE FUCKED IN THE ASS YOU LOVE TO BE FUCKED IN THE ASS MY COMMANDER FELIX... ***DREAM DAY +338*** Pedro admired his new feminine hairstyle. The combination of allowing it to simply grow longer and the careful application of the shampoos and conditioners he bought took his masculine hair cut into absolute womanly chic. His hair now extended to just above his shoulders and held a healthy, jet-black appearance. He carefully combed his hair, standing in nothing but a bra and panties as he groomed himself before bed. Despite the fact that he was going to sleep soon Pedro decided to put on makeup, preparing for the day that was less than a month away when Felix declared that his full conversion would be complete. Regardless of whether Felix meant what he said Pedro still had reservations about "serving" him. Sure he had come to enjoy the sexual encounters and training yet he believed that he still had a choice. Yes Felix had brainwashed him into doing all of this...somehow, but he retained the right to choose. Felix paid for a good deal of the transformation but it definitely wasn't everything, therefore Pedro figured he didn't owe all of himself to his partial benefactor. 'I'll have to finish getting a completely new identity,' Pedro mused as he applied lip gloss. 'I can easily start a new life. 'Master...I mean Felix, played a big part in all of these changes but he is simply going to be one chapter in my life. Just as how my life as a...man...is an old chapter.' Satisfied with his appearance he shut off the bathroom light and walked over to his bed. 'The question is,' Pedro asked himself as he lay down and turned off the light, 'what will be the goal for this next chapter?' ***DREAM DAY +365*** "Tell me something, Pedro," Felix ordered, slowly walking around the chair that restrained his subject. "How long has it been since you orgasmed?" "A...a long time, sir," Pedro said weakly, struggling against the machines which assaulted his body. Nipple stimulators send waves of pleasure though his now-enhanced breasts. An 8-inch dildo slowly began to work its way into his tight, desiring asshole. A tube around Pedro's cock pumped his penis until it was fully erect and then constricted, moving up and down his shaft as it did so. His nervous system began to overload from all the sensations. Just as he felt himself on the verge of climaxing all the machines slowed their rhythm down, keeping his body tense and on edge, waiting to explode. "I've got a secret I want to tell you, Pedro," Felix said, moving over to the microphone so he could speak directly into the helmet that covered Pedro's head. Bringing his voice down to a whisper he said, "All this time you thought you had no choice in this process; that my hypnotic videos forced you to do all of this. Is that correct?" "Yes...sir," Pedro grunted, struggling to concentrate and eager to finally climax. "Here's the truth: I NEVER actually forced anything on you. EVERY little thing that you did was actually on your own free will! The breast implant you bought! Growing out your hair! That sissy ass you worked on developing...I simply made you THINK that I subconsciously programmed you but in reality all you did was follow your inner desires." Pedro could still feel the shock over Felix's revelation through the never-ending waves of pleasure. "There's no way! You...you forced me to suck a cock! I wouldn't want to do that on my own! The programming was the only way!" "Maybe so," Felix replied. "But it was my programming that made YOU act on YOUR own deep, dark desires. That feeling of helplessness as those balls ran over your face...as you gently let my head slip past your lips and into your mouth...the hot cum that made you feel like the absolute slut you're about to become...all of those things were actually ideas that YOU WANTED!" Pedro struggled to figure out whether Felix's ideas were true. As he remembered his first blowjob session he could feel the pleasure in his body rising even more. The machines detected his increase in pleasure and slowed down, successfully keeping him right on the edge. He increasingly grew frustrated, unable to get the only thing he could think of. "There's one last thing that you want, isn't there Pedro?" Felix asked with a wicked smile. "But I want you to ask for it...BEG for it...that's the only way you'll get it!" "I...want to cum...sir," Pedro said weakly. Felix walked over to Pedro's chair, grabbed his helmet-covered head, and pulled it back, looking directly into his eyes. "Only MEN are allowed to "cum"," Felix roared. "And you're definitely not one of those. So what does that make you?" "A...a sissy, sir." "That's right," Felix continued. "And sissies don't "cum", they "orgasm". But tell me, whose sissy are you?" "Y--yours?" "No!" Felix yelled, slamming Pedro's head on the back of the chair. "My sissies will be loyal! My sissies will obey every command that they are given! You still think that you can resist! Yet there's one thing that my sissies WILL feel, and that's pleasure! Pleasure from serving me sexually! From carrying out their missions! And you have the chance to be my number two, my lieutenant, my first successful project. Your conversion is only the first of many, and I will need you to aid me in commanding my army of sissy sluts!" As these thoughts ran through Pedro's mind he began to get more aroused. The machines all worked in synch to keep him just on the edge, further frustrating him. "So I will give you what you want, "Pedro". But do you know what happens if you do?" "I...I will be your sissy?" "That's right! Your training will be complete! You will serve me for the rest of your life! There will be NO ESCAPE! Are you sure that's what you want?" "Ye--yes, sir," Pedro replied, resigning himself to his fate. "Then tell me what you want, what you will become!" Summoning all the strength he had left Pedro yelled, "I want to become your perfect sissy slut, master! I will always look pleasurable and keep myself ready to fuck or obey your orders! My mouth, tits, sissy cock, and asshole are for your pleasure! I am prepared to pleasure men, women, and other sissy sluts like me! Please master, let me orgasm! Please sir, allow me to become your slut! Ple--please commander! Complete my transformation!" The moment that Pedro finished the machines increased their tempo, throwing him over the edge. The orgasms began slowly, his lower body tensing up and suddenly shooting throughout the remainder of his nervous system, causing his body to shake and shiver. Pedro cried out in a grunt at first which quickly became a loud, feminine orgasm. He felt himself lose control over his body, racked by the incessant waves of pleasure that washed over him. All of the sexual tension he had stored up for an entire year was finally unleashed in a torrent of semen. The machine around his cock worked to suck it all up, storing it away for some unknown purpose. After what seemed like an eternity Pedro felt himself rapidly losing consciousness, the recording of the helmet still playing in the background. "You will serve Commander Felix." "To serve is to bring pleasure." "When you orgasm, your life as a man is over..." *** Felix waited until his subject gradually regained consciousness. Once he saw that Pedro was awake he stood up and pressed a couple keys on the keyboard of his computer. The restraints around the subject's wrists and ankles unlocked and recessed into the chair. The screens around the subject turned off and rose towards the ceiling. He waited a moment to judge how the subject might react to the end of the year-long training session. A glance at the computer screen told him that all the vital signs checked out but now came the real test. "Remove your helmet, the medical equipment, and stand before me," Felix ordered. "As you wish," the subject replied as the helmet and various tabs that were used to monitor vital signs were slowly removed. Once this was done the subject stood up and walked towards Felix. This is the first time Felix would get a chance to actually see the fruits of his labors; he tried to avoid seeing what the transformed subject until this moment, in order to avoid spoiling it for himself. When the subject stopped in front of him he liked everything that he saw. The subject had deep brown eyes which caused Felix to become slightly lost in them the more that he observed. Jet-black hair ran halfway down the back, perfectly straight. The subject's breasts were a perfect C- cup, with dark nipples standing out proudly in the slightly chilled room. The subject's toned figure strongly appealed to Felix as well, displaying a deceptive degree of athleticism yet retaining a distinctly feminine form. When he observed the cock Felix noticed that it was flaccid with a relatively large head and a sizeable set of balls. Curious as to how the subject would react, Felix reached out and gently squeezed the testicles. The subject took a deep breath and sighed. "That feels good, Commander." At the mention of his title Felix smiled slightly. "Turn around," he ordered. The subject silently complied, rotating 180 degrees. The ass most impressed Felix; even with the enhancement surgeries and nutritional supplements the subject's butt appeared to be completely real. Two globes of flesh extended from the lower back and ended on the upper part of the thighs, resulting in a rather pleasing sight for Felix. Unceremoniously he spread the ass cheeks apart slight to reveal the subject's waiting ass hole. The subject bent forward slightly to allow Felix to have a better look. The anus appeared already oiled and ready for penetration. 'Must be leftover lube," Felix concluded. Sticking a finger slowly up the subject's rectum he could feel the butt muscles constrict slightly around the finger, an indication that the subject's body was subconsciously trained to stimulate a finger or a cock whenever it was inside of the ass. "You may turn back around, slut," Felix ordered, wiping his hand on a towel nearby. Once again the subject silently complied with Felix's wishes. When they made eye contact the subject smiled and placed its hands on its hips. "Are you satisfied with my transformation?" "Indeed I am," Felix mused. He placed his hands around the waist, causing the subject to drop its hands. "I can officially say," Felix said, looking his new slave in the eyes, "that your transformation is complete. You...are now the perfect shemale." "Thank you, master," the subject smiled. She kissed Felix passionately, excited at his declaration. They continued this for another moment before Felix broke away from it. "There will absolutely be plenty of time for us to enjoy each other later on, my dear," said Felix. "But now I need you to get cleaned up. Go upstairs to the bathroom on the right. Use the shower and change into the uniform I made for you." "Yes master," the subject agreed. She gave Felix a small peck on the lips and then moved past him towards the door. Knowing that her master was probably watching she made sure to walk with a strut so that he could admire her ass in motion. *** Felix was typing at the computer in the lab when he heard the door open behind him. "I'm ready to present myself master." Turning around, Felix was impressed with what he saw. The female subject was wearing a pair of boots which went halfway up the calf with a heel that made the shoes sexy yet sensible to walk and run around in. A skin-tight cat suit covered the rest of her body with the appearance that it was "wet" to further emphasize her curves. Red lipstick caused her full lips to appear appealing to any man or the occasional woman seeking pleasure. The look was complimented by a red headband which helped to keep the subject's abundant mass of hair relatively orderly. "Excellent," Felix said. "I am pleased by the results of this experiment. You will make an absolute perfect second in command." "Thank you, master," the subject smiled, continuing to stand at attention. "There's only one more thing you're missing," Felix continued. "Your female name." He turned towards the computer desk and retrieved a small box. Inside was a black choker with a deep red ruby in the middle. The subject moved forward slightly and then dropped to one knee, head bowed. Felix bent down, reached behind the subject's neck, and fastened the choker into place, satisfied with his work when he heard a small click. Standing up straight again he declared. "With the choker around your neck you will now be my slut, my servant, and my assistant. From this point forward you will be known to the world as...Kelly Williams. Now rise, and present yourself to me." Upon this command the new subject stood up and looked directly in Felix's eyes. The light reflected off of the ruby on her choker, which now seemed to give her a strange aura and sense of confidence. "Kelly Williams, Lieutenant and Loyal Lover of Commander Cassidy, at your absolute service."