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A Changing Life Chapter 8 When I awoke the daylight lit the room, the film had stopped, the wires were gone, somehow it all seemed like a dream, a nightmare, except the dress I was wearing and the panties too were all stiff with the soaked in semen, as was the sheet on which I lay with sticky patches. Kohitto had come in through the door, he looked at me and turned up his nose. "You will have to wash, you dirty little girl Leanne." He undid the side of the cot and then the cuffs around my wrists before helping me out. I could barely stand, my legs felt so weak. He half carried me into the bathroom and helped me undress before putting me into a warm scented bubble bath that I admit I was grateful for and enjoyed as it soothed and relaxed my poor battered body. He washed me like a baby, it felt odd being washed like that, by a man, especially such a man. Slowly I began to accept it and began to enjoy the feelings as he gently rubbed the soapy sponge around my neck then down over my breasts. I couldn't stop his touch from causing my nipples to swell and stiffen to his touch, much as it embarrassed and humiliated me it was causing all sorts of strange sensations within me. Eventually, after teasing me remorselessly, he helped me out of the bath and stood me like a child in the shower beneath the cascade of steaming water and I felt clean and alive again. When he led me back into my bedroom, my bed clothes had been changed by someone and a fresh ridiculously sissyish childish dress and panties laid out for me. All this happened with barely a word said save for the odd soft murmur and I foolishly dressed without any direction from him this time. I suppose my mind was still numb, either that or the brainwashing was beginning to have an effect on me. I quivered as I put on the dress, it's complete babyish femininity eating into me as it slid down over my body. He spoke then as he looked at me in almost satisfaction telling me to bend over the side of the cot. My mind didn't seem to be functioning, I felt confused, empty, the weird feelings the clothes were giving me, was dominating my head and thoughtlessly I did as I was told. As I felt the now familiar sting of the needle pricking my soft cheek I jumped inside, somewhere in my head I realised what I had done recriminating with myself about being such a fool to have allowed him to do that without any fight, perhaps he had beaten the fight out of me. "Sit up, now here is your breakfast." He held out a baby's bottle to me, I looked at it in surprise, but then I took it almost without thinking, suddenly aware how hungry I felt. I couldn't seem to control myself, I felt so confused and sat back in the cot. I looked at the bottle then slowly brought it to my lips, my heart pounding as I did so, my stupid trapped penis beginning to tingle as I began to suck it with ever increasing eagerness. The taste was odd, there was a familiarity about it somehow, quite unlike milk, it looked like a creamy milk but it tasted more of a sweet and acid mixture. He was smiling, that deep sloe eyed smile of his as he locked the side of the cot back up. For some reason I couldn't take my eyes off him, I just couldn't. I just slowly slid onto my back, my dress rucking up around my waist, the teat deep in my mouth and I sucked and sucked, oh it felt so good, such comfort, I just wanted more and more. He unzipped his trousers as he stood there, watching me looking at him, holding the bottle between my two hands and sucking that teat. He pulled out his penis and began stroking it as we looked at each other, involuntarily I began sucking harder and harder, my eyes almost closing as in my mind I saw myself sucking on his now erect penis which was stiff in his hands. I was sucking and sucking, that wonderful taste, oh it was so nice, I just wanted to suck and suck. He knew my thoughts, I could tell. "Suck that that cock well Annie, you know you want it so much." Suddenly I felt completely aroused, focussing on the teat, moaning gentle little mews as I sucked every last drop from the bottle and somehow wanting more and more almost hypnotising me until again I slept. The afternoons and evenings were a repeat of the previous one, I have no idea how many men there were and how many times they took me. The electronic machine and the DVD followed, the films getting even more dominant and aggressive, the shocks and the vibrations stronger and stronger, the addition of nipple clamps on my sensitive buzzing nipples with their tugging chains adding to my nightmare sexual torture. I didn't know what day it was or how long it had gone on for, when Kohito finally led me back from my morning bath to my cot, where alongside the baby dress was my sexy maids uniform. "Have you grown up into a big girl now Leanne?" he asked me, his voice soft. I stood there, not understanding, my head full of mush, my mind unable to think further than the throbbing cocks that he had been brainwashing me with. "Are you ready to become a maid Leanne, a real maid Leanne, a real sexy female maid?" My head was nodding, somewhere inside my poor abused brain I thought, thank god an end of this evil nightmare. "Put on your uniform then, there's a good boy," Kohito whispered against my ear making it tickle. His words reminded me who I really was, yet obediently I began to dress in the sexy female clothes. It was the first time for what seemed to be such a long time that I was putting on a bra, stockings and suspender belt and I felt a growing arousal deep inside my tummy as I put them on. Looking around for the panties I couldn't see any, stupidly I felt worried to have lost them and I looked nervously at Kohito "Later," he smiled. I continued, my fuzzy mind accepting as I pulled on the net petticoat and the short black dress, Kohito turning me round to fastened it. "Bend over now, be a good boy." I did as he said, again unable to think for myself only to realise that I had been caught out once again as I felt the familiar sting of the needle in the cheek of my bum causing that almost instant sexual buzz to grow inside my head again. He lead me through the door and down the corridor into a clinical doctors room, the examination table dominating the centre. He helped me up onto it. "Open your legs Annie," he said softly, unblinking I was unable to take my eyes off him and I did so immediately. He smiled. "Good boy." Taking tools and tweezers he slowly worked on that dreaded plastic hood that had caused my life so much misery and damage. Removing it gradually, he revealed my tiny pink withered penis. Gently he wiped around it with surgical wipes cleaning away the glue that had covered it. It was strange, I didn't feel sexy or aroused and disturbingly my tiny shrunken penis didn't even stir in his hands. "This is worthless now and needs to be removed Annie, doesn't it?" I stared at him, the sudden realisation of his words sinking in. "Nn noo, noo please sir noo." My voice sounded small and high pitched, effeminate in my own head and I felt strange that I had actually said what was really in my mind for the first time in what seemed like months. He smiled that evil smile again, "Put on your panties boy." His voice was suddenly much harder as he handed me the gossamer see through black bikini panties. I sat up feeling strange as I pulled on the panties, my tiny penis just a small protrusion between my legs, nestling there oddly free yet tucked into an almost natural position derived from the long period of chastity. Tottering on the heels that he handed me I followed him down the stairs, my legs weak and feeling like rubber, it was the furthest I had walked since I had been taken up to the nursery, god knows how long ago. In the hall he opened a door to reveal even more stairs and he led me down them too, until we entered a basement room. I stopped, shocked and terrified by what I saw, there was the most hideous and frightening equipment in it, a veritable modern day dungeon. The evil looking Japanese man was there, he was naked except for a long skirt-like garment that was wrapped around his waist. "It seems that he needs persuading after all," Kohito spoke and the man's face broke into a terrible grin. Kohito turned to me. "Chai has lots of things for you to fear, but the worst is the size of his cock." I looked past Kohito over at the man who threw open the skirt-like kilt he was wearing. I gasped in horror, my eyes opening in shock and disbelief as he revealed his huge cock. It was dangling almost to his knees and even as I looked, I could see it stirring in the beginnings of an unthinkable erection. "He has wanted you since I first showed you to him, he wants you impaled on that enormous weapon of his, do you think you can take it boy?" Kohito seemed to be enjoying his own words. "Nooo nooo, please please nooo, don't let him sir," I whimpered in my little voice, the tremble of my terror obvious to him. "Will you sign this then and become the sexy female maid you know you want to be?" he waved a piece of paper at me. Oh god, oh god, my head was screaming, become completely female! Noo noo they couldn't do that to me, they couldn't force me, couldn't make me, I I am a man, I'm a a married man. I didn't want to be a woman, I didn't want this anymore, I hated it, hated it all, I just wanted to go home and be a man for my gorgeous wife, the soft man that I am and that she loved. "Your hesitation is enough for me...Chai." The evil monster was suddenly beside me his cock stiffening like a third arm at his groin. "Nooo," I squealed and turned to run. Both he and Kohito were smiling at the sport, Chai let me run, then moving with ease he caught me as I reached the door to the stairs. He dragged me back, I was kicking and screaming, he was laughing, obviously enjoying the sport and flung me on my back on the big oak table securing my wrists to it in seconds. "Nooo, nooo please nooo," I squealed again, louder now, wriggling and kicking. "Please, please, please sir let me go. Let me go." Standing either side of me they pulled my gossamer panties down over my bum and as each held my struggling legs they slid them down taking them off over my ankles and heels. Grabbing my kicking legs they secured my ankles then too. I was gibbering and begging, totally terrified now, looking at the naked evil Chai as he stood over me, his cock like a horses cock standing out stiff in front of him, a drooling lustful smile on his primeval face. Kneeling over me he guided the monstrous purple dripping head to my lips. "Kiss it," he spat a guttural animal spray from his lips as he spoke. "Nooo, nooo" I squeaked and begged "Please, please, please let me go, let me go, please, please don't make me, please." He smiled in an almost animal delight. "Then I will teach you a lesson bitch, you must learn to obey me immediately when I tell you." His eyes were gleaming in pure arousal as he stood up, he reached over to his side and it was then I noticed he had something in his hand. It was a probe similar to the one that Sandra had threatened me with all that time ago and now the horrific realisation came to me and I screamed in pure terror. He was giggling, his face buzzing with lust and I felt the cold probe touch my poor tiny penis nestling as it was now freely between my spread legs. "Noooo, nooooo, noooo, pleeeeeese." He hit the button and I screamed a high pitched scream it was far, far worse than the shocks that I had received in the cot, it blew through my very core, tying my stomach in spasming knots, causing me to instantly ejaculate a thin dribble from my tiny burning penis. Seeing my poor withered testes descended from the shock he giggled insanely and the pain was ten times worse when he buried it between them and hit the button again, my back arching from the pained spasm. It had only taken him seconds for me to be begging and when they released my right wrist to try to hold the pen in my shaking hand, they had to wait for a few minutes before I was able to sign. Chai looked at Kohito he was almost disappointed. Kohito took the pen from me then to my horror, refastened my wrist to the table. "Fifteen minutes, that's all, you can have her properly another time, but for now you have fifteen minutes with him." He turned then to walk to a chair placed conveniently for him to watch his victims, the form folded in his right hand. "Noo, nooo, you said, ohhhh nooo, oh god please nooo." Chai climbed onto the table in a lithe swift movement and kneeled over me again, his monstrous cock looking bigger than ever, visibly dribbling precum in his lustful excitement. "Now come and kiss Chai slut." Tears burnt my eyes as the huge purple head brushed my lips, then he was rubbing his dribbling monster all over my face. Climbing off over me he stood above my head and he slowly slid a piece out from the table beneath me. My head immediately hung back unsupported and I found myself looking backwards close up at his monster as his huge bluish purple wet head slid over my nostrils to my lips, forcing them apart as he pushed. I struggled, trying to fight to stop him, trying to clamp my mouth closed again, but I was too weak and my jaws sprang back opening wider and wider. I thought my jaw would be dislocated as my mouth was opened as wide as I could open it and even then his head was still only half way through my taught lips. I thought he was going to tear my jaw apart as with a huge heave he pushed again, my lips stretched like an elastic band stretched unstoppably until suddenly he was in my mouth and my lips closed with a clup tightly around his shaft, that monstrous head held inside my mouth by my own lips. I don't know if it was a reaction or an attempt to breath but, I suddenly couldn't help myself and I began sucking and sucking. It was filling my mouth completely now and I was snorting through my nose to try and breath. He began rocking his hips that huge head inching towards the back of my throat, I was panicking, sucking him hard praying he would cum before tearing my throat apart. Then as my throat blocked to that massive mushroom, chocking off my breath, he began to ejaculate, great jets streaming into my stomach, it seemed never ending, I thought I was going to die, yet insanely I felt my own building arousal too. I couldn't breath, it was all going black, when suddenly it was gone and I was gulping air, I was still alive. The evil Chai stood there smugly over me, his huge cock hanging limper between his legs. Moving closer to me he began undoing my bonds, his hands sliding over me touching my breasts and nipples as he did. "I've fed you my seed now bitch, it's in your belly, soon it will be digested into your blood stream as your hungry guts devours it and you will feel me coursing through your body, into your very being." I whimpered, distraught at the hideous picture he drew in my head. "Next time I'll take you inside your cunt baby, I'll breed you and you'll carry my seed inside you." He left me then, my head screaming with the terrible things he said as I struggled to get my aching body straight and trembling to regain my discarded panties. I couldn't feel my penis anymore it was numb. I finally stood, my legs of total jelly, the stain of tears on my cheeks and the gloss of his semen still on my lips. "Come along," Kohito held out his hand and not trusting myself to walk, I tottered over to him, "Clean your face up, put some make up on and come to my study and don't make me come and find you." He still held the consent forms in his hand and followed me up the stairs guiding me as my trembling legs almost gave way. I felt like a weak little girl sitting in his car as we drove through the country lanes again. My head was still full of mush, full of nightmares and men's cocks. I couldn't seem to be able to look at a man anymore without looking at the bulge in his trousers. We pulled up at the clinic which I recognised in the final minutes as we approached it. Sandra met us smiling and kissing Kohito, ignoring me. "Thank you for bringing her back to us Kohitto, Donna will be delighted." She smiled as she spoke to him. I was brought inside into a room and told to undress. With quivering fingers I obeyed, the mush in my head stopping me from thinking of anything but the past experiences. Sandra entered the room, she was in a gown and mask, but I could tell it was her by her eyes, a syringe was in her hand "It's about time we got rid of that useless thing and made you far more useful to us," she snarled contemptuously. I was suddenly over the operating trolley, the needle imbedded in my thigh, the clear liquid slowly disappearing into me. The room seemed to be quickly growing darker and I felt like a drowning man trying to cling on to swim up to safety. "Lie on the trolley," I heard her voice, it sounded a long way off. I tried to turn to lift the concrete weight on my feet, there was a rushing noise that sounded like water, then ...nothing. I seemed to wake and sleep a lot, I have no idea for how long, it just all seemed a long painful dream. I remember there were drips, needles and pain, terrible pain. Masked nurses, doctors talking to each other, I felt like I was a thing they were practising on, I thought perhaps I was dead, time just seemed to stand still. Eventually I stayed awake longer, the discomfort had subsided and went, the pain slowly disappeared, I felt very weak, but at least I was alive. They eventually took all the tubes and drips away from me and I just lay there deathly weak, hardly moving, wondering what have they done to me? What now? Then the fateful morning arrived and Sandra came into the room. "I suppose you're wondering what we have done to you?" She voiced my thoughts and I nodded weakly and fearfully. She pulled the sheets down from my chin, a pink floral hospital nightie came down to my thighs, she lifted it slowly. "I told you, you didn't need that thing anymore, after all its men you want now, not women." I hardly dare look down, but eventually did to see tight bare lips where my penis should have been, a small clitoris nestling between them and I fainted. The weeks that followed saw me learning to urinate, to try and deal with the physical trauma of an enforced sex change and regain my strength. When they were satisfied that I seemed to be healing and getting stronger they decided it would soon be time for me to leave the clinic. It was then that Kohitto Motto appeared in my hospital room, he sat and spoke with me, his words filling me with disbelief, horror and hate. "We have experimented well with you Leanne, your body has been a living guinea-pig and your body has stood up to our experiments. We firstly gave you a sex change creating a perfect vagina into which we grafted twice as many nerve endings, taken from other parts of your body, as a normal woman would have. We already had someone who was looking for a male sex change and she was delighted to receive your male parts for which you were a donor. We watched you as you mended, but we were still keen to experiment on you, until we luckily came across the body of a young lady killed in a car accident, her neck and head were damaged badly but her body was untouched. We transplanted her cervix and womb into you as with certain of her organs to produce a continual supply of female hormones. The first month your body was fluctuating immensely as it fought against the transplant and the hormones which we had to administer in huge amounts, we thought we had lost you and that the experiment had failed, however it eventually settled down and your body accepted it. Now you are a completely stable girl with the mind of a man, a broken man." He laughed. I listened in horror, hating every word he said, how could they do such a thing to me, why, why? Did they hate me that much? "We are proud of our ground-breaking work Leanne. The mental experiments of course are not over, they never will be, you will be working for us now, sharing your time between your Mistress Donna and myself." He smiled almost gleefully, seeing my pale distraught response to this terrible torment. "Incidentally, there is no escape for you as you no longer exist in the mind of the government - Richie is gone." He was laughing as the tears rolled down my cheeks. The next morning Sandra got me up as had become a routine lately, I was sent to shower whilst she laid my day's clothes out for me. I felt oddly confused, my body felt strangely sexy yet I also felt a terrible horror at what they had done to me, here I was a man inside a woman's body. I hated it, I hated myself for permitting this all to happen and I wished that I hadn't survived those damnable operations. I returned dry and clean and went to dress, the blouse was soft and sheer and white, she hadn't given me a bra and I felt too scared to question her about it, I felt so small and weak beside her now. The skirt was tiny, a red tartan with buttons right up the front to the waist, the panties a white thong, totally see through and my stockings were barely black hold ups which hardly came above the hem of my skirt. The shoes were heels so high I had difficulty walking in them, strapped twice about my ankles and the buckles locked in place with tiny silver padlocks to prevent me kicking them off. My makeup was next and I was sat down to complete it. The lipstick was bright red and eye shadow deep blue, whilst my hair was tied back in a ponytail. She made me model for her turning and tottering back and fore on the heels until she was happy with my look. "Good, you know your own address girl, here is the five pound, the bus will be there in fifteen minutes!" "But, but," I whimpered the stud they had put in my tongue making my small voice into a lisp, "it, it costs more than that Mmiss, please, please don't make me go by bus again Mmiss, please." But once again it was like d?j? vu, she was pushing me through the door which she slammed shut behind me. I felt cold as the cool wind as it blew up my skirt and taking a deep breath, trying to calm my crazy heartbeat, I began to walk to the bus stop, as quickly as the heels would let me, my heart in my throat. "Oh god, Oh god, oh God," I kept repeating to myself. I arrived at the bus stop just as the bus came rumbling slowly up the hill. It stopped and the door hissed open and there he was again, Ishmael. "Hello darling, I knew you'd be back, I've been waiting for you for over a year now, but I knew you'd come back to me." Reluctantly I climbed up onto the bus and stood in front of him, then without a word I held out the five pound note that Sandra had given me. He looked at it then at me. "We won't be disturbed this time, I promise you" he said softly, the sexual overtones immense. "Now before we start I want you to do what you did when you last saw me." He was looking at me and I could see the gleam in his eye. "Nooo I I can't," I lisped nervously, "not here." "You will or you won't stay on the bus," he said an aggression coming into his voice. I looked at him then, but I could see that he wouldn't back down, I thought, oh god let's just get it over with so I can get home and closing my eyes I flicked my skirt up for him. He looked at my scantily covered pussy and my black stockings and he smiled a lustful smile, his eyes almost burning through the sheer material. "Now you sit here by me girl." The lust edged his voice. "We've got unfinished business." The bus rumbled through the lanes and streets of the town and all the time I relived the previous journey. Often his hand would slip onto my thigh, often other travellers would stare at me and often men would leer at me. I felt scared and stayed close to him for some sort of protection, surely I was safe like this for now. When we arrived at the bus station, the black youths were vivid in my mind, he looked around the bus after he stopped. "You avent got any company an I'm going to lock the bus, I've got to pick up some things an ave my break so sit quiet like a good girl till I'm back." The lights went out and the door hissed shut, the lock cluncking into place, I sat there in the dark, my legs trembling, my heart pounding. I felt like crying, but didn't, my god what had they done to me, all because Hazel had chosen me over her - Donna that fucking evil bitch, condemning me to this hell on earth, it would be less painful if I was dead. It was just that every time I looked down at this body, my body, I felt so bloody turned on and even now, feeling as bad as I was, I had to stop my hand from straying between my legs. He was back in fifteen minutes or so, a carrier bag in his hand and I stood up as he opened the door. "We are leaving a couple of minutes early, sod them." He grinned, then he carefully placed the bag behind his seat before ushering me into the seat beside him, his hand on my bottom as he did so. "Sit down honey we'll be away soon and then we can talk proper," His voice sounded kind and for the first time that day I actually relaxed a little. It seemed a quiet journey which passed very quickly, too quickly, with few passengers coming and going, last time it seemed to take forever, but suddenly we were at the top of the hill, the secluded lay-by even more heavily wooded than before, hidden on the left at the bottom of the hill. The bus slowed and swung in close under the trees driving into the furthest part before coming to a sudden halt almost completely hidden from sight. My heart rose into my throat, suddenly I was trembling, frightened, struggling to get up from the seat on my quivering legs. "There now then we won't be disturbed here, not tonight and the bus isn't needed until tomorrow morning." He stood up looking at me. "What's your name darling?" "Leanne sir," I lisped nervously, looking to the door to see where there was a handle to open it. "Now Leanne, you knows you owes me lots of favours don't you girl? I've put myself out for you, put my job on the line, so surely a little kiss isn't too much to ask for that, is it?" He left the question hang in the air. "Come on sweetheart, just a little kiss." His voice was soft, gentle and persuasive and he made me feel less threatened somehow, as he came right up to me taking my hand gently in his. "Come on honey." His voice was so persuasive, mesmerising. As he slid his open palms up my arms. I made up my mind at last, I had kissed him and escaped before, I'm sure I could do it again. "Just a little kiss Leanne." He brought his lips to mine, his kiss gentle against my lips. "I want a proper kiss now Leanne remember." I took a deep breath and opened my mouth a little. His tongue pushed between my lips, his right hand sliding down my arm to my wrist as he pushed me backwards against the luggage shelves. Suddenly I felt cold metal against my wrist, then there was a sudden click, he had been holding cuffs in his hand and before I knew what was happening he had me handcuffed to the bar above my head. Standing back now he was smiling wickedly. "You're not getting away this time Leanne, we are goin to have fun now girl." "Noo, noo, let me goo." I squeaked, struggling to get free, but he grabbed my free hand as I tried to fend him off and closing another cuff clicked around my left wrist he pulled and fastened it with my right to the bars above my head. I was standing secured now, both my hands fixed and I suddenly felt horribly vulnerable and terrified. "We got plenty of time now Leanne, all evenin if we want." He giggled, his lustful excitement bubbling over, in seconds he had his hands on my breasts, stroking and squeezing through the sheer material of my blouse, my nipples with a will of their own hardening to his touch until they were stiff and uncomfortably throbbing. Slowly he unbuttoned my blouse, my naked flesh quietly revealed as he did so. I wriggled and twisted, pulling at my wrists but to no avail, I was completely at his mercy. He stood there for a few seconds his eyes glittering as he watched my heaving naked breasts bouncing and moving in my exertions. He roughly grabbed me to him, kissing me deeply, lewdly again, his hands holding me tightly, my bare breasts squashed against his chest. He stopped his kissing after a few minutes, almost as quickly as he started, then looking into my eyes he slid his hands down to my tartan miniskirt, and he began to unbutton it. I wriggled insanely in his arms twisting and kicking my legs, trying to thrust him away with my body, but he chuckled only seeming to love me fighting him and in seconds my skirt was sliding unstoppably down, ending in a bunch about my ankles. He took his time then, I was like a doll, a living breathing manikin which he could touch and play with unmercifully. My translucent panties were wet by his ministrations and he began to pull them down. He took his time as I whimpered and begged, gently, a little at a time, teasing me until he left them barely holding on my thighs. I struggled to hold them up, but I couldn't keep them there any longer and no matter how I squeezed my legs together they slipped down until they landed at my feet on the floor of the bus leaving me naked to his eyes, bare except for my black hold up stockings. He stood back looking at his handiwork as I begged him breathlessly frightened to let me go. "Oh no darlin, we are only just starting, now we are going to have some fun." Taking his time, he walked back across to his driving seat and he took his bulging bag out from behind it, just where he had put it earlier, then opening it he produced some soft nylon ropes. Ignoring my kicking, he grabbed one of my legs at a time tying the ends around them just above my knees, then to my horror and in my complete inability to stop him he slowly pulled my legs apart, tying the ropes to the various luggage bars either side of me leaving me open, exposed, vulnerable and unable to prevent him from doing whatever he wanted. Smiling quite evilly he reached back into the bag again and slowly, knowing I was watching him, he slipped a large vibrating wand from it. Chuckling he switched it on, its loud buzz making me jump. With that horrible smug smile he brought it to my erect nipples, its vibrations making me quiver and moan loudly as it teased me into a wriggling arousal. "Oh Leanne, you are such a noisy little slut, it's just as well I've taken some precautions or we will have crowds wanting to see what's happening." He smirked and reached back into what was slowly becoming the bag of horrors. The black ball gag with its black rubber strap truly terrified me and I began begging him with renewed fervour, but he only laughed loudly as he brought it towards my face. I tried to pull away to avoid it, but in my bondage, I couldn't escape it and I resorted to clamping my lips tightly together as a final attempt to prevent him pushing it in my mouth. "Ooo Leanne, you are such a naughty girl, now open up for your boyfriend, come on baby, open those sweet lips, you know you want to," He was smiling as he rubbed the ball against my lips, playing with me. I kept my lips clamped together and my eyes closed tight, but suddenly I felt his fingers slip around my nose and gently he squeezed my nostrils closed. I struggled wriggling for a few seconds, but my air was running out and finally I gasped for breath. Immediately he had the ball between my lips and into my mouth. "That's a girl, there now, that wasn't that bad was it, hmm darlin?" Taking his time, knowing the tension he was building within me, he gradually pulled the straps tight behind my head then buckled them securely, pulling it deep into my mouth and spreading my lips open. "But then you can't answer me now can you hmm?" I gurgled, my vulnerability creating a heightened terror within me. He leaned in close into me, his fingers slipping down between my legs, teasing my clitoris as he began kissing and licking the ball gag in my mouth, his eyes looking into mine watching as I lost focus, my body quivering to the growing arousal he was creating. "Hmm, you do like that don't you, you slut? They've made a really good slut out of you haven't they darlin? But I still liked you as a sissy though baby. Now, well I suppose we've got a few more options open to us now haven't we?" He could see that I understood everything he said, he could see that I now realised that he knew what I was, knew what had been done to me, it had all been a terrible set up. His fingers were slipping between my soaking lips teasing me deeper and my crazed confused brain was slipping and I was getting dominated by feelings I could never believe a woman could feel. I was so lost in that all devouring climatic build, that I didn't hear his mobile phone chirping. It obviously distracted him and he pulled it from his pocket to read the text he'd got. "It seems your Mistress is getting impatient, she can't wait to have her maid. That text was from her, giving us a deadline of fifteen minutes, such a pity when we were having so much fun. Well hey ho, we'd better get a move on then hadn't we darlin." He stood there watching me for a second, as I quivered and wriggled, as if he was thinking then laughing in sexual lust he proceeded to undress in front of me, his surprisingly large cock springing out erect as he pulled off his trousers. "Don't worry we'll have more fun again darling, aren't you glad you're here with me now?" I was whimpering into the gag now, unable to take my eyes off his erection, saliva dribbling down my chin and over my breasts making them slick and shiny. He stepped up against me, sliding his arms around me, I could feel the heat of his bare body, the hotness of his erect cock as it touched me. He brought his lips to my ear and whispered into it. "I'm going to fuck your brains out girl, fill your belly with my cum so you'll remember me when you carry my baby for the next nine months." I screamed then, the gag stifling my shouts as I screamed and wriggled and begged, but I couldn't do anything and he just laughed at me, kissing my lips through the gag, getting more and more erect. He caught hold of my body, I could feel him in his nakedness, his cock hot against my tummy until he moved it down between my legs where I felt it hot against my wet feminine pussy lips. His hands found my nipples which he stroked then began pinching and pulling, making me whimper, wriggling to avoid his pinches. But then he was pulling me slowly onto him, his erection inching inside me, the sensations unbelievable, driving me crazy and suddenly he was fucking me with slow deep strokes, the feelings inside me were unimaginable and I was moaning and moaning, I couldn't stop myself I had never felt like this before in my entire life. I could feel him building in a terrible, wonderful, terrifying, unstoppable mixture of arousal and horror at the fearful thought what this could do to me. I could feel my head feeling as if it would explode, everything was closing in, all I could feel was him inside me, I was coming to him. I was coming in a way I never had before and his thrusting cock seemed to grow and thrust harder deeper and quicker as my mind seemed to convulse and I was writhing on him. The only thought left in my brain was he was going to breed me implant a baby inside me...ohh my godddd and I almost blacked out. My apologies to those of you who thought that chapter 7 was the end. When I first wrote this story I wanted to change Richie physically as well as mentally, I felt it was the only possible conclusion. So I thought that it would be exciting to dabble at enforced sex change as well as enforced feminisation. Of course having changed his sex against his will, the only other exciting outcome, apart from being taken sexually by the dominant lesbians who now possessed his wife, was too reunite him with his not so friendly bus driver and to tease him with pregnancy. I hope you liked the whole story as much as I enjoyed writing it. I understand your frustrations about incomplete stories, the trouble is, even as I complete them, I cant help wanting to leave a door open for a further episode. My intention was that with "the Visitor", which, though it was the end of that story, I could possibly do a book 2. Similarly I have plans for "my failed attempt" which incidentally was written from an online and face to face real life experience. Lastly Dolly. I know you all love Dolly, I had a lot of trouble writing Dolly as it strayed into age issues, which I had no intention of. It is incomplete and it is time constraints that delays me from going on, but I will continue with it, so bear with me. The funny thing is I wrote a very similar story called "Larson" which is fairly advanced and contains some very arousing thoughts! Also "Peter was a Sissy" which deals with a dominant semi retired nurse and a sissy much like me, again written from some of my experiences. Please please please, send me your comments and your emails, I live to receive them, love to read them and listen to every word you have to say. Love Leanne xxx