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Author's Note:
The adventure continues. Rest assured that there are at least two more
parts of the story to come. My plan is to write each part centered
around one of the characters involved. Please note that these parts are
not in chronological order, which may not become clear until I finish
the story, so bear with me until then. I hope you all enjoy the story as
much as I'm enjoying writing it.
I actually had this story ready a week ago, but I saw a lot of uploads
over the weekend and didn't want mine to get lost in the noise. I have
another part almost ready, so keep an eye out for that over the next
two-three days.
The Duchess: Part 2: Doctor's Visit
by Hazel M
John hated this, not because he didn't like it, but because it was
making him question his manhood. It felt very weird not having hair on
his legs, arms and torso. Every little brush of cloth or skin sent
thrills up his legs. His skin felt five times more sensitive. It made
him want to spend all day rubbing his legs together and wear stockings,
but he didn't have time for that. He had a doctor's appointment coming
up in an hour and he had to get dressed. The first step was to tuck away
his dangly bits in the tight gaff. This was proving a problem. It turned
out little John really liked it when he rubbed his legs together. This
made it really hard to hide.
He was pondering about solutions to his problem when the hotel room door
opened behind him. He jumped around with his legs apart and turned
around. The girl who came in was a vision of loveliness. Her bare long
legs looked elegant in the four inch heeled sandals. The black minidress
hugged her lovely lean curves before ending well above her knees and her
round breasts were on full display. She had a long, slim neck, high
cheekbones and full, pouty lips. Her face was framed by very curly
blonde hair that came down to her shoulders. The sight of her only
compounded the problem.
Michelle sighed and rolled her eyes on seeing his hard on. ?Always
thinking with your genitals,? she said in her melodious tones. She came
up to him and kissed him full on then lips. ?Let me take care of that
for you,? she smirked. She knelt down and began to fellate him. She was
very good at it and soon he was lost. He felt her gently running her
soft fingers up his newly smooth legs and he lost it and she swallowed
every drop like she hadn't had breakfast. That taken care of, she stood
up and walked to the bed. She picked up the gaff and before he had
recovered from the orgasm, she pushed him down on the bed and pulled the
gaff up his legs. She then pulled him back to his feet. She grabbed his
now limp cock and pulled it back between his legs before pulling the
gaff up tight. He squeaked as he felt his testicles pushed up into his
body. ?Oh man up, remember you're going to get a lot of money out of
this. Plus it'll help you disguise your voice better,? she commanded.
Meanwhile, John despaired further as his lower body now looked even more
feminine.
Next, she picked up a pair of massive realistic breast forms and glued
them in place over his smooth chest. She pressed the edges down and then
blended them in more with makeup. The weight made him change his posture
a little. She then had him pull on a pair of white nylon briefs and
(thankfully, he thought) a matching bra for his massive chest. Next, she
helped him roll on a pair of nude pantyhose. It was a good thing his
cock was held down tight because the feeling of the hose on his smooth
legs was definitely working for him. He would never openly admit it
though. While he stood there composing himself, Michelle walked over to
the closet and pulled out a white corset. ?No no no, You are not putting
that thing on me,? he said as he backpedaled away from her.
?Oh come on. Right now, you look like a man with breasts. This will give
you more curves,? she replied while waving the corset in his face.
Secretly, he was a bit thrilled. He protested lamely for five more
minutes before caving. She had him stand in the door to the bathroom and
grab the top of the frame with both hands. She wrapped the corset around
him and hooked it closed in the front. Then she walked around behind him
and whispered into his ear, ?Ready?? He nodded his head and she began to
tighten the laces. What seemed like hours later, she tied the laces up
behind his back. She stepped up close behind him and wrapped her hands
around his now narrow waist. ?Mmm, now you feel like a proper woman,?
she said as her hands reached up to squeeze his breasts. He could feel
her breasts on his back, her hips grinding into his panty clad ass. He
was afraid for a moment that she would hear his heart hammering in his
chest and that his cock would burst free of its bondage. She stood there
for a few minutes fondling his breasts, while he resisted whimpering and
moaning like a little bitch.
Realizing that she wasn't going to get a rise out of him, she stopped
toying with him and handed him a pair of 3 inch heeled pumps. ?Put these
on while you finish dressing,? she said, ?you can get used to them by
the time you're ready.? He put on the heels and practiced walking back
and forth, while she went back to the closet and got a full length slip.
She came back and slipped it over his head and down to his thighs.
Another layer of soft silk trapping him only added to the discomfort in
his crotch. The slip softened his now feminine frame. Meanwhile,
Michelle brought over a silicone half mask with a mass of hair attached.
She reached around him and pulled the mask down over his head. It came
down to his chin and around his jaw. It ended just under his jawline.
The mask had adhesive in strategic patches on the inside. Michelle
pressed down on it from the outside. Then she had him sit down at the
vanity and brushed out his new, straight dark brown hair. Then she led
him over to the dresser mirror. He gasped in shock.
The woman looking back at him was middle aged a little on the heavy
side, but with a lovely, full figure. The heels made her legs look
softer and less muscular than John's. She had a plain, homely face. Her
straight brown hair hung down to just below her shoulders. He saw
Michelle walk up behind her and felt her arms squeeze their bodies
together. ?Like what you see?? she asked.
?Not really. This is just business, remember?? he said in his practiced,
feminine voice. He quickly dressed in a cream silk blouse and a modest
light grey skirt suit. Michelle spritzed some feminine perfume on him
and she had him put on a pearl necklace and matching earrings. The
finishing touch was the diamond wedding ring on his ring finger. He
walked to the door, gliding on the three inch heels. Just as he got
there, Michelle swung him around and kissed him on the mouth. He felt
her lips through the thin layer of silicone. He felt their breasts
squeeze together and their hips grinding into one another. He felt a
little precum leak out, forming a small wet spot on his crotch. Michelle
pulled away from the kiss and he just barely stopped himself from
stopping her. ?Go get 'em tiger,? Michelle whispered. John turned around
and walked to the door. He took a deep breath. Showtime.
The expensive sedan pulled up near the front steps of the old manor
house. The door opened and the doctor stepped out. She closed the door
and took in her surroundings. Her pumps crunched on the gravel, then
clicked on the old stone steps. The door opened and a mousy looking girl
looked out. ?You must be the new doctor. I'm Rachel the duchess'
secretary.? The girl turned around and led her in. They walked up a
flight of stairs and to a door on the upper floor. Rachel knocked on one
of the doors. ?Enter,? a woman's voice replied. Rachel turned the knob
and walked in, followed by the doctor. The Duchess lay on the bed
wearing a nightgown. Rachel dropped into a curtsy and said, ?Your grace,
this is Doctor...?
?Just Jill will do your grace.? Jill walked forward and curtsied the
best she could. ?A pleasure to meet you Jill,? said Olivia, ?You may
leave us now Rachel.? Rachel curtsied again at that and left without a
word.
Jill stood there for a minute, feeling awkward, while Olivia looked her
up and down. ?Very well, let us get this over with,? Olivia said, taking
off her nightgown. She was very naked underneath. Jill was a little
taken aback at her brazenness. ?Yo...your grace,? she stuttered, ?you
don't need to do that.?
?Oh,? Olivia replied, ?my last doctor preferred it this way.? Jill
allowed herself a moment of outraged for his wife being leched on by the
creepy old man. She got over it quickly since he didn't really love her
anymore. ?W..Well, let's get started then,? she said. She pulled her
stethoscope out of the bag and put it on. She listened to her wife's
heart, her stethoscope just inches from those marvelous breasts. She
gave her a thorough checkup, John's underused medical degree coming in
handy.
She was just finishing up, when Olivia stopped her. ?Are you done with
the checkup? I hate to impose on you like this...but if you don't mind,
my regular gynecologist is away on business.? With that, she lifted the
sheets off of her legs. Jill forgot how to speak for a moment. ?Erm,
yes, I...could do a cursory inspection, but I really...this is not my
area,? she stammered. Good thing the mask hid the furious blush
spreading on her real cheeks. She opened her medical bag again and
pulled out a latex glove and pulled it on. She sat down next to the
Duchess and told her to spread her legs. She then reached down with the
gloved hand and parted the lips of her wife's pussy even as her cock
strained at the gaff. With her cock stiffening, Jill grew bolder. She
brushed against the clitoris with one finger, drawing a low whimper from
Olivia. ?Oh, I'm really sorry about that. It was an accident,? Jill
said. Olivia barely managed to say it was all right. The moment of
boldness over, Jill leaned in and pretended to do a close inspection of
the cooch. She experimentally probed the pussy with two gloved fingers.
She stretched Olivia's pussy and shone a torch into it. She saw a bit of
wet fluid leak out. Olivia was clearly enjoying the inspection. ?Well,
you look all right down there,? Jill said. She stripped off the glove
and put it in the trash. She got up off the bed and said, ?Will that be
all your Grace??
?Mmm, yes,? Olivia moaned, ?I can't wait for our next appointment.? Jill
curtsied at that and left the room. She nodded at Rachel on the way out.
Rachel thought she looked curiously flustered. By the time she followed
the good doctor out to the door to see her out, the doctor's car was
already screeching out of the gravel drive. Rachel, for the life of her,
couldn't fathom what Jill's big hurry was.
The door of the hotel room burst open and Jill rushed in. She closed the
door behind herself and leaned back against it and stood there breathing
heavily. Michelle came out of the bathroom, still dressed as she was
when Jill had left. Before she could ask what was up, Jill grabbed her
face and kissed her hard on the lips. She tried to tear the dress off of
Michelle's hot body, but Michelle pulled away. ?Uh uh,? she smirked,
?you're a girl now. You can't just barge in and start manhandling me.
Here, let me show you.? She moved in closer and put her hands around
Jill. She leaned in and gently kissed Jill on the lips. Jill was
surprised to find herself relinquishing control. She felt Michelle's
tongue slowly pushing her teeth apart, probing for its counterpart. She
instinctively knew what to do and began sucking on it. She felt Michelle
reach under her skirt and caress her crotch. This was turning her on
like nothing before. She felt Michelle gently untucking the blouse. She
wondered what was coming next, but she didn't care. She felt soft hands
scratching her back, before Michelle unhooked her bra. Next, Michelle
stepped back and ripped open the blouse in one quick motion. ?Mmmm,?
Jill squirmed in response. She complied meekly as Jill removed the suit
jacket and the blouse. She raised her arms and Michelle pulled the slip
off. Jill shook her head and pushed the hair out of her face. Michelle
removed her bra, they resumed kissing. Michelle unzipped the skirt and
pulled it down.
Michelle pulled her around and and pushed her down on her bed. She
climbed up on top of Jill and straddled her hips. She leaned forward and
gently sucked on Jill's nipple. Turned out the glue also made her own
nipples sensitive and the breast forms transferred every sensation. Jill
began moaning and writing with pleasure. She missed seeing Michelle's
smug smile. She grabbed her breasts and pushed them together, even as
Michelle began squeezing the other breast with her hand. She switched
her attention to the other breast. Jill felt Michelle caress her crotch
again. She moaned in anticipation. Michelle finally moved down her body.
She kissed Jill on the crotch. Jill felt her gently pressing and rubbing
on her constrained cock. She was too busy playing with her tits to care.
Michelle began to rub in earnest. This was unlike anything she had ever
felt before. She was lost in the sensations running through her body.
She felt something building. She felt a warm glow deep within herself.
Her excitement built. The soft nylon sliding on her smooth legs, the
panties caressing her ass, the orbs on her chest radiating pleasure and
Michelle rubbing on her clitty. It was all too much. The dam burst as
she had orgasm after orgasm. She felt a wetness growing at her crotch as
her cock spurted forth thin fluid. She was flooded with a glow of
pleasure. She lay back and sighed in contentment. ?Oh, no, we're not
done yet missy,? Michelle said. ?In fact, we're just getting started.?
Two hours later, the girls lay together in a tangle of limbs and hair.
Jill's arm was around her girlfriend. Her cock was finally limp, after a
sex marathon like never before. Cum leaked from Michelle's pussy and ass
onto the rumpled sheets. Michelle broke the spell, as she turned and
asked, ?Now that we've got that out of the way, how was it?? It took
Jill a moment to realize what she was talking about. She sighed in
disappointment. She was really hoping for another round of fucking
before they got around to business. ?Oh, it went pretty much as
expected. The only problem was that she was completely naked and asked
me to check her pussy. Other than that, it was fine.?
Michelle giggled at that. ?Oh my, the fetishes of the rich and powerful.
So that's what led to this little session. But what about her? Is it
working??
Jill replied, ?Yes. It is working. Keep slipping small doses in her
meals and she will be cold before the month is up.?
Michelle smiled at that and whispered, ?Mmmm, thank you, your grace.?
Jill smiled back and replied, ?No no, thank YOU, your grace.?
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