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Don't be a hero
By Claire Heatherton
The hot desert air hit Kenny like a ton of bricks when he walked out of
the Airport towards the Taxi stand. It was Kenny Hannington's first trip
to Las Vegas, he and his friend Larry were there for a one day convention
and three days of relaxation. Kenny never really believed Larry's claims
that it was possible to relax in Vegas but he played along anyways. The
flight arrived late in the evening with the hopes to avoid the crowds. Of
course unless it was the middle of the night the lineup was still huge to
get a cab. After a ten minute wait the boy's were on their way to the
fabulous Hawaiian Gardens Resort and Casino. Kenny did not want to be a
wet blanket the entire trip so for the most part he kept his negativity
to a minimum. The lights and the mere energy of the city made most of the
Negativity go away anyways.
After a short Cab ride to the Strip, the cab pulled up into the hotels
Valet area as the door was opened by a friendly young man. Kenny made it
a point to tip the Valet as they gathered the two friends' bags. A
massive line to check in awaited Kenny and Larry as they made their way
into the obnoxious yet impressively designed hotel lobby. A sweet smell
filled the lobby as the indoor Hawaiian gardens amazed anyone who had
entered. Hula girls danced around the lobby as soft Hawaiian music played
in the background. The ambience made for the long line to seem less
stressful as fire eater's performed nearby. "Larry, I am telling you man
grease the front desk clerk 20 bucks between your passport and Credit
Card and they usually will upgrade you to a suite," Kenny said as he
prepared his ID and cash for his turn. "You are so full of shit Kenny,
you see this right here.....that is all I need for a kick ass suite,"
Larry boasted as he waved around his Platinum Amex in Kenny's face.
After a twenty minute wait in the line Kenny was the first one up to
check into his room. "Welcome to the Hawaiian Gardens Sir, may I please
have your ID and Credit Card please," the friendly girl at the desk said
to Kenny. Kenny handed over his tip sandwich to the girl. "Oh thank you
very much Mr. Harrington let's see what we can do for you," The girl said
with a big smile. After a few minutes of rapid typing on the computer the
girl presented Kenny with his room key. "Here you go Mr. Harrington I
really think you will enjoy this room, it is located in the Maui Tower
35th floor," she said with a smile. Kenny made sure to tell Larry to meet
in the Lobby in a half hour to do some exploring. After a very brief
elevator ride Kenny made his way down the long Hallway to his room. As he
opened the door he was greeted by a large living room with a large bottle
of champagne on a dining table. Kenny was impressed his tip worked.
Kenny spent some time exploring his gigantic room complete with a hot
tub, balcony and complimentary mini bar. He almost lost track of time as
he noticed it was time to head down to meet Larry. "Hey man how is your
room?" Kenny said to Larry. "Meh, it is a room, a bed, a chair, and a
bathroom. How bout you?" Larry said. "Oh it's just a room....a fucking
awesome room. I was upgraded to a King Kamehameha suite at no charge."
Larry looked pissed at Kenny. "What the hell man, you would think by me
having a platinum card should show status enough to get a comped
upgrade." Kenny just laughed at his friend. "You really think that a card
any douche bag can get with a huge annual fee makes you any different
than the thousands of assholes checking in right at this moment?" Larry
just glared and suggested they head to the Casino floor.
The Casino was like any other Casino in Vegas with the exception of the
Hawaiian theme it was dirty smoky and filled with drunks. The two friends
made their way to the penny slots and began to feed the machine with
their hard earned money. After a round of watered down drinks Kenny
stopped playing and started to people watch. He never truly understood
the appeal of Vegas, yes it was glitz and glamour but it was also
incredibly expensive. Chaos ruled Vegas and it was all around them,
elderly people at deaths door, douche bags thinking they are Bradley
Cooper, drunks having a good time and tons more.
After watching Larry drop another fifty into the machine Kenny took
another look around and noticed a young woman. She couldn't have been no
more than 21 years old, dirty blonde hair and braces. She was wearing
what appeared to be a prom dress that was altered to look like a cocktail
dress. She was probably from the mid-west she just looked to naive and
innocent for Vegas. She was being hit on heavily by two smarmy men
wearing gaudy silk shirts and pants adorned with gold chains and cologne
so pungent Kenny could smell it thirty feet away. The men had thick
Eastern European accents and were not subtle at all in what they wanted.
Kenny could barely make out any intelligible words from the trio just
thick accents and giggles coming from the girl.
"Kenny....Kenny!" Larry practically shouted to get the attention of his
friend. Kenny snapped out of his daze of watching the trio. "Yeah what
man?" Kenny responded. "Let's get out of here man I just dropped 200, how
bout we get some grub and call it a night," Larry suggested, Kenny agreed
and they made their way to the food court. "Look at this man fast food
and beer, what a hell of a town," Larry said as he took another bite.
Kenny didn't hear is friend at all he was in a daze as he could not shake
the image of those two creeps hitting on that young girl. It was really
bothering him, he couldn't figure out why but something about that whole
scene seemed really off to him. Larry blathered on some more oblivious to
the fact that Kenny was completely lost in his thoughts. "Seriously Kenny
what is up with you man?" Larry annoyed asked his friend. "Uh umm what?
Sorry man I am just out of it I can't shake these thoughts," Kenny said
to a amused Larry.
Larry continued to ramble on about anything and everything while Kenny's
brain was obsessing about that girl. "You know I watched a Documentary a
few weeks back and Vegas was heavily featured in it. They were talking
about Sex slaves and how many girls have been plucked off of Casino
floors by these types and shipped off to some awful place to be sold as
Sex Slaves," Kenny said randomly. "What in the fuck are you talking about
Kenny? Where the hell did that come from?" Larry asked. Kenny apologized
and went to explain what he had seen. "Listen Kenny, I am sure it didn't
look right, but I mean this is Vegas. This girl probably has never been
away from home or even got any attention like this. I mean yeah it's
weird but did she look in distress? Did she look like she was drugged?"
Kenny shook his head at Larry's questions, it was true he was reading too
much into it.
After a few more minutes of eating Kenny was finally talkative again.
Plans were being made on what to do after the convention in the morning.
After realizing it was almost three am the two friends decided it was
time to head to their respective rooms and call it a night. As they made
their way through the Casino floor Kenny spotted the same trio again,
except this time was a lot different. The girl was heavily intoxicated
and being practically carried by the two men. "Larry, see that don't take
your eyes off of them I am getting security," Kenny said as he rushed to
the desk to get some help.
After Kenny explained to the guard what he had seen, a flood of men in
suits wearing ear pieces flooded the casino floor. Kenny and Larry
watched from a distance as the trio was stopped and questioned. The two
men started visibly becoming agitated as the girl was gently escorted
away. One of the men took a swing at a guard and attempted to pull a
weapon when he and his partner were thrown to the floor. A few seconds
passed and the excitement ended with barely any inclination that anything
just happened. Within minutes a guard in a suit came up to Kenny and
Larry. "Mr. Harrington, I am Dirk Hollis chief of security do you have a
few minutes to talk about what just happened," the guard said. Kenny
agreed to go with the guard and told Larry he will meet him for
Breakfast.
Kenny followed Dirk into the Bowels of the Casino as they entered a large
room with some couches and drinks. "I just want to thank you first hand
for what just went down. Can I offer you something to drink, Scotch,
vodka?" Kenny accepted his offer asked for some scotch. "Anyways we can't
go into too many details but you are a hero. Those two men lit up any
search we did on them they are two extremely dangerous so called
recruiters for a large European sex slave ring. The girl was their latest
target and was very drugged. They were minutes away from making that girl
disappear forever," Dirk said to a humble Kenny. "I am just glad to have
helped sir," Kenny said. After a handshake Dirk led Kenny out to the
lobby and Kenny made his way back to his suite.
The next day was filled with eight long hours of insurance seminars
filled with mono-tone speakers and rubber chicken lunches. At the end of
the day Kenny and Larry made their way back to their hotel and agreed to
meet up in a few hours to finally hit the town and have a good night.
Kenny stopped by the Hotels store to pick up a Ginger-ale. Kenny was
looking forward to a power nap after a late night and long boring day. As
Kenny opened the door to his suite he was met with a blast of an aerosol
spray that rendered him unconscious within seconds.
Kenny awoke to the stench of cheap cigar smoke being blown into his face,
his head was pounding as he discovered his hands and feet were tied up. A
bright flood light filled the room as he quickly came to. "Hello, Mr.
Harrington, my name is Mato Gordsomowankvich and you caused me great
stress last night" A loud heavily accented voice boomed from Kenny's
side. "Your meddling cost me my two best men and a healthy piece of
property. Twenty-five grand is twenty-five grand but my men are now
facing life imprisonment because you couldn't mind your own affairs,"
Kenny was beyond scared, he attempted to scream but all that came out was
a desperate gurgle. "Oh yes I should mention the spray you were given
knocks you out for a mere five minutes but it has a fascinating side
effect of rendering your voice box inert for a good hour. My men and my
money you cost me dearly, in the old days I would have killed you with no
problem. But this is 2015 and I have grown and you are worth more to me
alive then dead. In a few minutes you will go to sleep again and when you
awake we will discuss your penance."
Kenny barely had time to register what was just said when he felt a sharp
prick in his neck and his world was flooded in darkness. Approximately
three hours later Larry and a security guard entered Kenny's suite
stunned at the sight of the room extremely in a mess. The room was
trashed and an empty syringe was laying on the ground. Another hour for
the Vegas PD to show up and security to review surveillance footage. A
quick field test of the syringe showed it contained Etorphine, a missing
persons cased was opened. But after viewing the footage and what had
transpired the night before it was the general consensus that Kenny was
already being moved out of the country and he may already be dead.
END OF PART 1
Don't Be a Hero PART 2
Forty-eight hours passed before Kenny was starting to regain
consciousness. Dejected and upset Larry had already went back home to
deliver the news to Kenny's Fianc? Katie. Kenny was flown on a private
jet to a former eastern bloc country. As the drug's effects were wearing
off Kenny started to regain some senses. He could smell mildew and
hospital cleaner, lights would flicker around him periodically. He was
tied down on at least three separate points on his body. As the cobwebs
slowly lifted from his brain he could hear his captor start to greet him.
"Ahh Kenny, remember me, it's me Mato. Welcome to my facilities." Kenny
tried to struggle but it was futile. "Don't hurt yourself Kenny, we have
much to discuss and I want you focused," Mato said. As Kenny's eyes
opened for the first time he was greeted with the sight of a kind
grandfatherly looking man he assumed was Mato his captor.
Mato Gordsomowankvich was born in Post War Moldavia to a pretty well off
family, during one of Stalin's red surges his Nation was suddenly thrust
into the red Soviet rule. His family suffered immensely due to the
Communist rule. On his 17th Birthday he was thrown out of his home for
being too communist. He soon joined the Red Army and was quickly
recruited into the KGB. During the 1970's and 80's Mato was a high
ranking KGB official. When the Soviet Union fell Mato and most of his
Comrades went into the Black Market. It started out with weapons, then
electronics, caviar and finally human trafficking. Initially a very small
player he rose in five short years to become one of the most powerful and
notorious human traffickers in history.
Kenny was paralyzed with fear, he knew he was going to die but he wished
they would just get on with it and do it. Mato looked at Kenny with a big
kind smile as a uniformed Nurse changed Kenny's IV Bag. "Well Kenny, I
think it's time we had a little chat," Mato kindly said to a fearful
Kenny. "Now we are at your penance, those two men were my grandsons. They
will now rot in your American jail as they were just carrying out my
business. To be fair they were obviously sloppy to be doing that on the
Casino floor. Not even two years ago that girl would have already been
inducted here before they even new she was missing. I guess my old heart
got too soft and allowed them to continue being so sloppy. My industry
has been suffering in the last five years due to more exposure, we all
follow the same MO find them, drug them, hook them, sell them. Slowly we
are being taken out of the business, a lot of my associates no longer
operate. I still am here in fact with all my connections I found a
foolproof way to stay in business and dominate it all," Mato said very
frankly.
"You see Kenny, the whole thing is sloppy pick up random girl and most
end up dead before they even get here. A lot gain enough of their senses
to hang themselves some just die from the drugs they ingest. So much
money lost and nothing gained, then to add to the struggle my buyers are
starting to become picky. Their tastes start to become more exotic,
redheaded girls, certain shades of brown. They wanted their harems more
diverse I guess. Either way some months I would not even break a profit,
my grandsons were on their last trip. They both have a soft spot for
innocent little mid-western girls, but you went and fucked that all up,"
Mato said raising his voice slightly. "Why am I here, what are you going
to do with me?" Kenny meekly asked. Mato just chuckled at the question.
"You my friend are one of the first people of the new future," Mato said
with an evil glint in his eyes.
Mato sat down beside Kenny, babbled something to his men and decided to
reveal his master plan. "Finding you was easy Mr. Harrington, I have so
many people on the payroll in Vegas. From a few random guards to many
Valets I get what I want very quick. Cops I still have no control but
usually my inside men can make anyone disappear but when a meddling idiot
tourist interferes then it's all fucked up," Mato said as one of his men
wheeled in a TV to the room. "Now Kenny we will have a glimpse into the
future, yours, mine and your nations. When I was with the KGB during the
mid eighties, we were having many issues with our agents being captured.
They were being caught before they could do anything. We were
continuously being foiled by biometrics, it was becoming very simple to
catch a spy by simple genetic and physical markers. So the leadership
ordered we find a way to completely disguise our agents at a genetic
level. After five long years we had a breakthrough, of course by then
funding was almost gone and the cold war was at an end. This technology
was buried for the last twenty-five years until two years ago when I
decided to re-acquire it," Mato said sounding almost excited.
The technology itself was brilliant, it could rewrite an entire persons
DNA effecting their appearance and genetic structure. In theory a five
foot tall white man could become a six foot black man. It was highly
imperfect, if the subject was not completely sedated the stress would
certainly kill them, if the genetic code was not put in properly you had
subjects with no anus or even worse major defects. When Mato's group re-
acquired the formulas he spent a lot of money perfecting it to what he
wanted it for. Initially he started to use it on kidnapped females, of
course they looked different but they still were harder to break
mentally. He wanted to have a lump of clay inside and out and nothing was
allowing that to happen smoothly. In the spirit of Science Mato ordered
that one of his more insolent men become the latest subject. He was
wondering just how well his experiment would work, so he had his
scientists create a custom made woman from a man. He chose everything
from height and weight to measurements. What happened next surprised them
all.
As the subject was given the transfusion and the radiation was
introduced, the mutations began to start. The subject is quickly sedated
as the changes begin to start. It's impossible to clearly watch the
transformation take place as the subjects own flesh becomes a cocoon as
the changes are taking place. Massive amounts of waste is produced as the
body reshapes itself, in approximately five days the changes are
complete. With the first genetic Sex Change on the fifth day the subject
gained consciousness as they were in a complete panicked state as they
struggled to move out of their cocoon. When they finally emerged they
were extremely agitated and scared, as soon as they were shown their new
form they had a complete psychotic episode. They had become catatonic,
the shock of a sudden and violent gender change had ceased any rational
thought. After doing some experimenting they discovered they could
brainwash the subject with a completely new personality complete with
false memories and skills.
The once insolent drunken man was now a sensual exotic Russian girl with
some extreme loyalties to Mato. It was at that point Mato realized he was
sitting on a gold mine, he could now offer custom built slaves. Any race,
any personality and any skill he could give and there was no longer a
need for the constant use of opiates. Plus the best part was that he
could exclusively use men, change them with little to no attention versus
girls. As Mato explained this to Kenny, Kenny became scared by the second
praying for death to happen instead of this.
Mato was becoming almost giddy as he was about to explain to Kenny what
was going to happen next. "So I think you now know what your penance will
be Kenny. My sons wanted to make you into a dumb bimbo as you call it,
addicted to cock. I almost agreed but then I figured how is that true
penance you would be messed up at first but then live a blissful life
sucking some rich sheiks cock. So you are going to be turned into a girl,
a real cutie let's say a Texas girl. You were trying to be a cowboy with
saving that girl let's make you a cowgirl. Cute little accent incredibly
beautiful and my new recruiter. My little cowgirl letting men pick you up
on the Vegas strip sending them to their fates as one of my Slaves. To
make it even more fitting at the end of each week you will get a call
giving you a moment to remember who you once were and remembering every
man you sent to be transformed," Mato said almost as evil as a cheesy
Bond villain. Kenny was in complete panic mode as he just digested at
what he was told.
"Please sir, I promise I won't tell anyone please just don't do this I
never meant to hurt you or your family..." Kenny said while crying. Mato
glared at him "Take your penance like a man, I offer you ten years of
servitude, after I will release you to freedom. Don't fuck with me on
this Kenny, I know all about you. Unless you want Katie to be blowing a
sheik by next Friday I would just let it happen. Mato said with a
frightening scowl in his voice. Kenny nodded in defeat as a giant bag of
fluid was being hooked into his IV. His arm suddenly felt like it was on
fire as the serum started to enter his blood stream, he began to scream
as the pain started to become more intense. Within seconds the sedative
was given and Kenny drifted off into a long sleep.
Five days had passed, Kenny Harrington was no more. After being injected
with the serum and exposed to the radiation Kenny's body rapidly
metamorphosed into its new form. With his skin forming a cocoon his flesh
and bones twisted and turned into a young gorgeous woman. It was roughly
around noon on the fifth day when Kenny started to regain consciousness,
it was no more than thirty seconds after waking when Kenny started to
freak out. He desperately started to claw his way out of his former
flesh. It was like being trapped inside a leather sack. Finally after
discovering his former mouth he pulled and yanked until he tore it open
and emerged from his horrible cocoon. As predicted as he emerged he
immediately noticed two firm and perky C cup breasts hanging from his
chest. A loud scream filled the room as he squeezed them in disbelief.
While screaming he instinctively grabbed for his penis, he was met with a
soft mound and two very pronounced labial lips as he discovered his new
vulva. A full length mirror appeared in front of him as he saw his new
form for the first time. He immediately as predicted went into a full
breakdown sobbing and screaming. He lost all thought as his mind rapidly
shut down.
Kenny was moved to the conditioning room as his eyes were fixed open as
his new life was about to be programmed into him. As Kenny was being
transformed his new life story and identity was being created. Kenny
Harrington ceased to exist as the first drops of the serum entered his
bloodstream as the changes began a girl was being created on paper.
Whitney Forman was born 1994 in Plano Texas to Duke and Sally Forman.
Both parents died in 2014 during a flash flood, Whitney had no siblings.
Whitney was employed as a promotional hostess for Matovich technologies
in Las Vegas Nevada. Of course Whitney never existed Matovich
technologies was a front for Mato and Kenny was soon going to be Whitney.
48 hours later complete with fake home movies and stories and personality
quirks Whitney was almost ready.
During the last stages of the brainwashing a sedative was being slowly
introduced into Whitney's bloodstream to help finalize the process. While
this was all happening a suite was being decorated and filled with
personal memento's, clothes and random possessions of Whitney Forman. A
32nd floor luxury Condo in the heart of Las Vegas was Whitney's home all
paid for by her employer Matovich Technologies. When the Brainwashing was
completed Whitney was moved onto the Private Jet and immediately flown to
Las Vegas to begin her new life.
The sun was shining in her eyes as she slowly awoke, Whitney sighed as
she got out of bed and made her way to the bathroom to relieve herself.
She sighed again annoyed at just how early she had woken up again. She
had another late night entertaining potential clients and just had went
to bed three hours prior. She had a day of meetings with some potential
new clients at noon and then out onto the strip to show off Matovich's
newest toys to try to entice some rich investors. She made herself a cup
of coffee as she turned on the morning news ready to start her day.
Of course none of that was real, in fact Whitney was placed in her bed
not even thirty minutes prior to her waking up. Anything she remembers
experiencing up until the point of her waking up are all false memories.
Every aspect of her life was created and no one except Mato's
organization knew any different. Tonight was a test to see just how well
everything worked, Whitney had no idea of what she had been programmed to
do but she will find a target and subdue him to be changed just like she
was. Mato was in Vegas as well watching her from a distance hoping
everything was going to go off without a hitch.
After her coffee Whitney decided it was time to get ready, she drew a
bath and got in. She ran her hands up her legs feeling some stubble she
went and started to shave her legs. A quick check of her Vagina she
shaved there too just to keep everything smooth and clean. After shaving
and washing her hair she dried off and went to polish her toe nails.
Pearly Pink was her favorite color and she was making sure every little
detail was perfect. Mato was watching her via the hidden cameras
incredibly impressed at the behavior of the former Kenny. Everything was
perfect according to him and he couldn't wait to field test Whitney that
night.
After applying her makeup and doing her hair Whitney made her way down to
the lunch meeting she has had booked for the last three weeks. She was
damn good at her job showing the newest and greatest novelties and toys
out from her company. She delivered an expert presentation to her
potential clients and even gained a few new sales. She was excited and
could not wait until that night to show off some of the toys on the
strip.
Mato was brilliantly evil, he had been messing with cheesy toys and
novelties that would appeal to most tourists on the strip. By using
Whitney to sell them and as well to use her to recruit new girls it was
win win for him. So far Whitney was meeting and exceeding all
expectations he couldn't wait until tonight for her true test.
It was roughly around eleven that night when Whitney started to wind down
her showing off on the strip. It was such an easy job go out flirt with
some guys some show cool gadgets and go home. She was just finishing her
last demonstration when he caught her eye. He was a typical douche bag,
loud obnoxious and trying desperately to be just like Bradley Cooper.
Whitney saw him and she immediately knew what she wanted. It didn't take
much she started acting like a love struck teenage girl flirting
intensely with him, he seemed really into it. With her cute high Texas
Drawl she whispered in his ear, "Why don' t y'all come up to my suite for
night cap sugar." He grinned but hesitated. Whitney acting on pure
compulsion rubbed his dick through his shorts and she started to grind
against his knee with her aching pussy. The guy got a huge grin on his
face as Whitney led him towards her room.
They started making out intensely on her couch as she was becoming wetter
by the second. He was gently rubbing her tits as she moaned in pleasure,
she was ready and wanted his hard cock inside of her. He entered her
slowly as she gasped in pure ecstasy he started fucking her very hard as
she was squeezing his cock with her tight pussy. She pushed him off,
pushed him on the bed and started to ride his hard cock. As he lay there
in pure unadulterated pleasure, Whitney moved her hand gently to under
her mattress where she grabbed a syringe full of Etorphine. Acting on
pure instinct she jabbed the guy in the neck and watched him quickly pass
out. The second he passed out Whitney was rewarded with an intense
orgasm. She quickly got off of him and made her way to clean up in her
bathroom, meanwhile two of Mato's men grabbed the unconscious guy and
proceeded to escort him to Mato's new facility in the desert where he was
about to become a toy for a very Rich Eastern European gangster.
Whitney had no idea what had just transpired as she went to bed she had
memories of a cuddle with the guy and him having to leave. She had no
idea what she had done or what was done to her lover. Mato watched from a
distance incredibly pleased with what had transpired.
END OF PART 2
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