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Mackintoshes Don't.... Chapter 3
Author:- Pollymeric
Copyright: Pollymeric 29.3.98 - 20.03.16
This is the 3rd and final part of this work
Please read my first and second Chapters before this submission. All
comments gratefully received. I realise that this may be a very niche
subject.
Chapter 3:
Chantal and Judith assisted the still groggy and slightly confused Mary
from the operating table. They placed in her in a wheelchair and pushed
her to Judith's waiting Bentley. The armless cape was once again slipped
over Mary's head and the attached voluminous hood tied neatly by its
fasteners under her chin. Once this was in place Mary was helped back
into the rear of the car and secured by the seat restraints.
Judith thanked Chantal for her excellent and rapid work and they parted
with a hug and a kiss, promising to meet at next week's gathering.
Judith started the Bentley and drove away.
After a few minutes Mary became somewhat more alert and despite her
overwhelming pleasure at the events thus far began to have misgivings
about her current situation and what the future might hold. She had, she
realised, completely abandoned her former life as a nondescript young
male in a humdrum occupation , for a very uncertain future as a
mutilated being, completely at the mercy of an exotic Frenchwoman. Where
had her curious passions led her? she wondered, then noting in awe ,
that she was using the pronoun "she" in respect of herself. Was that
appropriate? Or was the pronoun "it" a more fittingly applied to the
genderless thing she had become . Perhaps she could discuss the question
with Judith but realised that her edentulous state made conversation
difficult. Her musings were interrupted when Judith began to speak to
her.
"Mary, you are almost certainly bewildered by all that has happened to
you and what the future holds. Firstly, I propose to take back to my
flat, get you cleaned up and safely tucked up in bed to recover from
today's adventures. Tomorrow we will be taking a short trip across the
Channel to France to my small maison de ville just outside Paris. Once
there we will need to make further adjustments to you so that you are
fitted to the role which fate has set for you."
Mary could only feel confused by Judith's somewhat portentous
announcement, but that confusion was mingled with some comfort and
possibly a little excitement that there was, indeed, a future planned
for her. Mary spent the rest of the relatively short journey to Judith's
flat wrestling with internal existential arguments about the appropriate
pronouns to be applied.
On arriving at Judith's mews flat in fashionable Knightsbridge. Judith
parked the Bentley in her garage and released Mary from the constraints
of the seat belt helping her out into the unusually spacious private
garage. From there Mary could see a set of steps which she concluded led
up to Judith's flat. Ascending the steps required Judith's aid as Mary
was encumbered by the cape and also still somewhat incapacitated by the
drugs she had been administered.
Through the door at the top of the steps a swiftly unlocked door led
into a panelled hall which spoke of tastefully used wealth. The hall
gave way to an equally decorous living room heated by a large, efficient
wood burning stove contained in a vast fireplace and which was
slumbering redly as they entered.
Judith bent to adjust the fire to increase its heat output and then
turned to undo the ties of Mary's cape and help her to remove it. Judith
then gestured Mary towards another doorway and she found herself in a
large bedroom. Once there Judith began to unburden Mary of her
mackintosh and her bloomers. The naked Mary then found her dressings
being unwound and felt he curiosity arise to see the results of the
surgery she had undergone. Mary was astonished to see a completely flat
groin with only a small clear plastic tube emerging much lower down than
the position formerly occupied by her male organ. There appeared to be
minimal scarring which she attributed to the skill of Chantal.
"Mmm," said Judith. "Now doesn't that look much better than that silly
old nonsense you sported before. I bet you are very happy with Chantal's
work aren't you?"
Mary thought for a moment and then nodded enthusiastically. Judith
smiled and then said, "I realise you are finding it difficult to speak
now that you are toothless but if you persevere in a short time you will
be able to make yourself understood quite clearly." Mary mumbled that
she would try.
Judith now directed Mary to the bathroom and bade her take a shower to
clear her head and freshen up her body which had been clad in
impermeables for much of the day.
In the shower Mary began to muse again on her state, clearly she was no
longer male, rather she was neuter, an "it" perhaps not a person but an
object, a thing. If Judith had been privy to those thoughts she wold
have agreed, indeed in her mind Mary was a thing, a much desired thing,
but no longer to be accorded the proprieties of a person.
Whilst Mary was in the shower, Judith heard her doorbell ring and
hurried to answer it, On opening the door she found a motorcycle courier
waiting impatiently. Treating the man to her most icy disdain, Judith
took the package that was thrust at her and ignored his obvious "waiting
for a tip" manoeuvre, shutting the door in his face. Opening the package
she found documents she had requested and looked with interest at the
passport photograph. Evidently it was the picture of an elderly woman,
garbed in a somewhat outmoded raincoat. She smiled and mentally
congratulated her contact on the excellent work.
Once out of the shower, Mary was intercepted by Judith who held a latex
nightdress for her to wear. Mary was then led to a bedroom which
featured a large bed made up with black silk sheets, pillowcases and
duvet. Rustling her way into the sumptuous bed linen Mary was then given
a pill and glass of water by Judith, which Judith indicated would help
her sleep despite the excitement of the day. What Judith neglected to
tell Mary was that the pill contained not only a sedative but a powerful
hypnotic which would render her amenable to the most outrageous
requests. The pill also contained other powerful drugs designed to
prepare her body for its ultimate transformation.
Lying back in that glorious bed clad in the most erotic night attire she
could imagine, Mary was almost instantly fast asleep before she could
savour the situation. Her dreams were however a different matter and I
will leave you, dear gentle reader, to speculate upon their content.
To France
Mary awoke next morning to find Judith regarding her closely. "Out of
bed lazybones." We have a busy schedule ahead of us" said Judith.
"What time is it?" Mary slurred in a more intelligible voice than that
immediately following her drastic dental surgery.
"It's 0530," replied Judith. "Come on, let us get you dressed. We have a
ferry to catch," she explained.
Mary was then helped into a silk camisole and a corset eased over it.
Judith then proceeded to lace this very strictly until she was satisfied
with the tiny waist she managed to achieve on the former youth. A
secondary rather pleasing effect was the displacement of flesh from its
waist to the chest giving the impression of a small but noticeable
bosom. Rubber bloomers were then drawn up to cover its nether regions
and a silk 1950's style "housewife" dress pulled over its head.
Stockings were pulled up its legs and fastened to the suspenders on the
corset. Short ankle length glossy rubber boots were placed on its feet
and then a beautiful emerald green,rubber-lined satin mack reaching to
the mid-calf was buttoned and belted securely onto Mary's far from
unwilling body. The hood of the mack was pulled up snugly around Mary's
head and face then the drawstrings were tied in a delightful little
feminine bow under Mary's chin.
The mack featured a cape which reached from the shoulders down past
Mary's waist and concealing her posterior. This was utilised to hide the
fact that Mary's hands were bound together behind her back.
Thus caparisoned, Mary was led from the flat to the waiting Bentley and
secured by the seat belt in the back seat. Judith bent down once Mary
was seated and securely bound her feet and knees together. Again the
mack provided cover for the bonds.
With Mary safely imprisoned in the back seat, Judith shut the rear door
and got into the driving seat. Starting the fine automobile and feeling
the surge of the powerful engine characteristic of this race bred marque
Judith smiled a small smile of triumph and anticipation of what was to
come.
At this early hour the journey through London and on to Dover was fast
and uneventful, the Bentley effortlessly digesting the miles as it was
designed to do. Judith pulled into a layby just outside Dover and freed
Mary's wrists explain that the Border service officials would probably
want to see her full face and she would need to remove her hood for
this. Judith checked that the grey wig Mary had on was straight but left
the hood in place.
Checking in at the port Judith handed over the passports at the Border
control. The officer took them and glanced at Mary " Would you remove
your hood please Mam?". Judith jumped in and explained "This is my Aunt,
she has just undergone extensive dental work, show the man please
Auntie". Mary smiled gummily at the officer. Somewhat repulsed, the
officer handed back the passports and waved them through. On the boat,
Judith untied Mary's leg restraints but retied the wrist straps and
helped her from the car. In this way Judith was able to retain control
of her "Auntie" without arousing undue attention.
Judith found seats for them in a quiet section of the ferry and began to
explain discretely what she had in mind for Mary. "Mary you have
demonstrated your devotion to mackintoshes in the most positive manner
possible and therefore I propose to offer you the opportunity of not
merely wearing them but becoming a mackintosh yourself. My colleagues
and I are followers of the goddess Susurra who is a latter day
incarnation of Isis. One of her attributes is that she is the goddess of
rain and hence the link with rainwear. Susurra has let it be known that
she requires her high priestess to have a rainwear robe containing the
spirit of a willing offering. You would, I feel, be the ideal offering."
Mary was stunned by this revelation, it meshed with some of its most
deeply held fantasies, and coupled with the hypnotic drug it had
unwittingly taken, felt inextricably drawn to accept the proposal.
Judith read the signs and without a word spoken by Mary, said "Good,
that is settled then. We will proceed to my maison de ville and there we
will perform the final adjustments to you and prepare you for the sacred
ceremony.
The rest of the voyage and the journey to Judith's maison de ville
proceeded uneventfully and Mary was taken immediately by Judith to a
white tiled room bearing all the hallmarks of an operating theatre. The
delightful Chantal was already in attendance having taken an early
flight and picked up her car from the nearby airport.
Here Mary was helped onto an operating table and watched in some alarm
as Judith and Chantal scrubbed and gowned up, donning the seemingly
obligatory red rubber aprons and boots. Judith walked over to the table
and began to explain. "We need to remove unnecessary components in order
that the nanobots which will effect your transformation into a
mackintosh do not weaken themselves by converting those bits. To this
end we will give you local anaesthesia in the extraneous parts."
"What are the unnecessary bits?" quavered a thoroughly alarmed Mary.
"Oh, just your hands and parts of your legs, to say mid-calf," said
Judith blithely.
"What!" screeched Mary.
Judith explained, "Look, mackintoshes don't have feet or hands do they?"
"Er, no," mumbled Mary.
"Well that's cleared that up, off they come," was Judith's brisk
rejoinder.
Whilst Mary was still digesting this, Chantal swiftly injected Mary with
anaesthetic in the wrists and the lower legs. She then applied
inflatable tourniquets to the target areas.
Chantal picked up a scalpel and made a circular incision around the
right wrist exposing the bone. Mary felt nothing. Chantal then picked up
a fine toothed bone saw and began sawing at the exposed bone with strong
deft strokes. In a matter of seconds the hand was freed. Chantal then
repeated the operation on the other wrist with the same rapid result.
Chantal then turned her attention to the right leg and mirrored the
actions on the wrists. Again within seconds the right leg and foot were
removed leaving only the left to complete the procedure. The left leg
and foot rapidly followed suite. Moving swiftly Chantal cauterised the
wounds commenting that it wasn't worth suturing them because they would
only be in in existence for a very short while. "Tomorrow" was the
thought that immediately passed through Judith's mind, "I will be
wearing this tomorrow.
The table on which Mary lay was cranked up so that it could see
Chantal's handiwork.
"See how neat you are now," commented Judith. "No silly bits projecting
from your mack."
Mary was forced to agree, there were indeed no parts of her projecting
from the perimeter of the mack.
Judith then drew May's attention to a sort of harness cum coat hanger
which stood on a rail which had been pulled out of a wardrobe.
"Let's get you accustomed to your regular location then," she chortled.
The table was wheeled over to the hangar and Mary was then suspended on
the contraption.
"We need to bend your head back into the proper hood position when you
aren't being worn," explained Judith signalling Chantal to bring the
necessary material.
"Just another quick injection in your neck to soften the vertebrae,
paralyse all of your limbs and allow your head to hang back completely,"
was how Chantal described the process.
This was accomplished in double quick time and then Mary felt her head
flop backwards so that she was seeing the world upside down.
The rail on which Mary was now hanging was slid back into the wardrobe.
Judith went to close the wardrobe door but decided that a sedative
injection was called for and indicated to Chantal what was required. The
sedative was injected and as Mary began to lose consciousness she heard
Judith say, "Tomorrow at the ceremony we will complete the process and
as I am the high priestess you will become my mackintosh but now I must
go to prepare the template mackintosh which you will merge with." Saying
this Judith closed the wardrobe door and Mary blacked out in both
senses.
The Ceremony
Mary awoke as the wardrobe door was opened, it was unable to move its
head from its unnatural hanging backward position so it wasn't aware who
had opened the door.
Hands lifted it from her hangar and placed it in a wheelchair, its head
hung limply over the back of the wheelchair until a headrest was
positioned to provide support.
Judith stood their looking very regal in her priestess's robes, a
midnight blue satin mack with a capacious hood and attached floor length
cape. She was holding a mack of similar design but this time made of
silk and jet black.
Judith began her explanation. "This, Mary, is the finest expression of
the outerwear couturier's' art, the most exquisite silk coated with a
thin sheet of rubber. This is the mack you will merge with, It is
impregnated with nanobots which will transform you into silk and rubber
so that the melding can occur. It is imperative that you are "in
extremis" for a significant period of time whilst this takes place in
order that your body is so weakened that it is unable to fight the
nanobots via its immune system.
I have already taken steps to weaken your immune system via drugs you
have been administered but that in itself is insufficient therefore you
must be put into a near death situation and the most effective way to do
that will be to hang you, This will not of course be the humane long
drop you English perfected, rather it will be a very slow strangulation.
The paralysis drug you were given yesterday will wear off very shortly
and this is also essential as you would strangle very rapidly were you
still in paralysis. You will be very tightly restrained for this process
because we have found that this increases the duration of the hanging
and also because any indecorous movements whilst you are hanging would
be considered an insult to the goddess. I leave you now in the hands of
my acolytes who will dress you and then bring you to the temple.
Mary was undressed with great reverence by the attractive rainwear clad
young ladies who apparently formed Judith's entourage. They were
somewhat in awe of Mary because of her "chosen" status and willingness
to be the offering.
With the exception of her now familiar Rubber bloomers Mary was dressed
only in the nanobot impregnated mackintosh. Mary's calves knees and
thighs were strapped together her sleeves were strapped together and a
strap also applied very tightly joining its elbows together, thrusting
its chest forward and giving a little prominence to the bosom which had
emerged from recent, very restrictive corseting. Mary realised that the
attached cape would conceal all of this bondage and thus give the
decorous view of the process which the goddess demanded.
In no time Mary was being wheeled into the temple where she saw a large
number of mackintosh clad ladies all agog to see the sacrifice. On a
raised dais, Mary could see Judith looking triumphant and gloating over
her coup. Shuddering, Mary could also see a small platform with a
gallows and a noosed rope attached via a pulley system to a large
weight, seemingly controlled by a lever.
Mary was brought to the dais and quickly placed on the platform, there
she was asked by Judith if it wished to become the high priestess'
mackintosh. Mary was aghast to hear her own voice say she wished to
serve the goddess and become a mackintosh. A murmur of approval ran
through the crowd of supplicants and Judith looked as though she would
burst with pride.
Without further ado the large hood on Mary's mack was drawn over her
head completely enveloping it and the noose slipped over it and drawn
tight. The hood alternately inflated and deflated with Mary's breathing
as she heard Judith walk over to the lever. The lever was pulled and the
weight released. Mary felt the noose tighten and then she was slowly
drawn up out of the wheelchair. She hung there limply the noose had been
cunningly positioned to finish under her chin, tilting her head back and
tied so that it did not tighten further. In a long drop this would have
broken her neck but in this procedure and with Mary's "wardrobe"
treatment there was no immediate damage. The real threat would be slow
asphyxiation from the build-up of Carbon dioxide in the hood. Mary felt
the nanobots begin to process her body as she heard and felt drips of
waste material falling into collector tray which had been placed beneath
her as she became free of the wheelchair. The drips began to increase in
frequency and Mary felt her consciousness begin to change in some
strange way. She felt a growing sense of comfort and ease as she became
reconciled to ceasing to be a person and becoming an object to be used
and then put away. No longer needing to think and act, to make decisions
but merely to provide protection to her wearer. The drips of waste
material became a stream, then a flood and then finally tailing off into
sporadic spots. Mary's body was no more, it had merged with the
template, a beautiful mackintosh was suspended from the noose, the hood
hanging down emptily.
Mary's consciousness, however, was in the presence of the Goddess and
she was very pleased with her willing sacrifice and angered by the
arrogance of her high priestess, Judith . She informed Mary that far
from being possessed by the high priestess as an object to be worn she
would gradually possess the High priestess as she was worn. She, Mary,
would in fact become the high priestess. She would be Judith, High
Priestess of Susurra Goddess of Rain with mighty powers provided by the
Goddess.
FIN
Author's note
As I've indicated before I realise that this a niche interest. I do have
other ideas floating around based loosely upon the work of John
Entwhistle and his excellent book " A Northern Tale" ( found in all good
on-line retailers ) Please feed back if these would be of some interest.
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