Identify Chapter 10 of 10 Linna is Left Alone
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Identify - Joe Identifies
"Come on, all you have to do is to tell her that you identify as a woman
and you'll get to spend the night in my dorm room," Sarah said. It was a
warm early October evening and the leaves were just beginning to change.
Joe was visiting his girlfriend Sarah at the university she was
attending.
Joe hesitated. It wasn't that he didn't want to spend the night in
Sarah's dorm room. She was pretty hot, tall, and slim. She was about 5
feet, 8 inches tall, 130 pounds, with 32C breasts.
No, the problem was Joe didn't want to say he identified as a woman. Joe,
a 19-year-old trust-fund baby around 6 feet, 1 inch in height and 210
pounds. He stays in pretty good shape. He receives a cool $20,000 a month
from the trust just for existing. As such, he thought his existence
entitled him to pretty much anyone and anything. Joe isn't dumb. His IQ
was in the upper 130s. He just felt he shouldn't have to work for
anything.
"Let's just go grab a hotel room and we'll enjoy the night there," said
Joe who was from out-of-town. He hadn't bothered to make travel plans or
hotel reservations. It was only a three-hour drive home to his place
after all.
Sarah was reluctant to go off-campus to a hotel where she would depend on
Joe for a ride back. Here should could just kick him out and be done with
him if the night went badly.
After some more pleading, Sarah pointed out new Federal mandates require
the college allow gender fluidity or risk losing their Title IX money. It
should be easy to get in for the night.
Joe reluctantly agreed to give it a shot. Sarah seemed agreeable to sex
if he would come with her back to her dorm room.
As they approached the entrance to Sarah's dorm, Sarah's resident
director Rory stopped them. Rory was a very average girl -- 5 feet, 4
inches, around 160 pounds. Joe had no interest in Rory, however, she was
the only obstacle to Joe's night in Sarah's room.
"No men in the women's dorms," Rory said.
Joe hesitated.
"Come on, you know you want to spend the night with me," Sarah whispered
in Joe's ear.
Joe gulped. "I identify as a woman," Joe managed to blurt out.
Rory looked at Joe with a bemused smile. "You do?" she said. "I'll bet
you think about the woman you'd like a lot. I'll bet you fantasize all
the time. You dream about her often don't you? You have a dream girl you
would like to have. Tell me, is the woman in your dreams tall or short?"
With all the talk about dream girls and fantasies, Joe was off in his own
fantasy. "Short," Joe answered.
"Shorter than me," Rory asked?
"Yeah," said Joe.
"A lot shorter or a little shorter?"
"A little shorter, say 5-2."
"A slim build like Sarah here or a more normal build?"
"Slim."
"Does your fantasy woman have curves or is she a bean pole?"
Joe was becoming lost in his fantasy woman and answered, "Lots of curves,
say 36-inch chest, a 20-inch waist and 38-inch hips. Legs that won't
quit, and a nice round ass."
"Now we are getting somewhere," said Rory in her most seductive voice.
"Is your fantasy woman flat up top, or does she have some breasts?"
"She's stacked," said Joe
He was about to elaborate when he was elbowed in the ribs by Sarah, who
was becoming uncomfortable about how this whole conversation was going.
"Sarah, I'm going to have to ask you to sit over there by the door while
I continue this conversation for a little while in private," said Rory.
"I have to make sure I understand the woman of 'her' dreams to make sure
'she' identifies properly before granting access."
After Sarah sat down in a bit of a huff, Rory took Joe over to a more
secluded corner and asked, "Does this woman have a name? If I'm going to
let you in the dorm, I can't call you a male name, so tell me the name of
the woman of your dreams."
Joe had to come up with a name on the spot. He let his mind wander to the
woman he had been building in his mind. "Linna," he said.
Rory continued to probe Joe's fantasies and slowly worked out the woman
he had built in his mind. At Rory's prodding, Joe described his fantasy
as a well-endowed big breasted slut. He described her as having
unnaturally perky M cup breasts (49-inch bust on her 36-inch chest).
He described a pale-skinned -- not albino -- but permanently pale, platinum
blond bimbo. Her long curls reaching almost to her ass. Hairless except
for her eyebrows, eyelashes, and hair on her head. Deep, wide, blue-green
eyes with permanently droopy half-lidded eyelids. She can't open them all
the way, she has permanently half-lidded 'bedroom' eyes. Large puffy
lips, pillowy enough that her mouth naturally leaves a little open 'O'
shape whenever she relaxes. A cute button nose.
He elaborated on her permanent bold and slutty makeup -- hot pink lips,
deep purple eyeshadow, dark eyeliner. She wears eyelash extensions to
make her thick eyelashes longer and even more full. She has long, almond-
shaped nails extending a full inch past her finger tips -- acrylic,
painted hot pink to match her lips.
Joe described her extensive piercings in her ears, cheek, tongue, nipples
and clit. Between the piercings and the swollen lips, his fantasy would
have a significant lisp. He also described her as having a soft high
bimbo voice, and the speech patterns of a Valley girl who 'uptalks'
everything.
His fantasy has dainty women's size 5 feet. She always wears ballet heels
-- footwear that keeps the wearer "en pointe" at all times, with a tall
spike heel of around 8 inches depending on the wearer's shoe size. Her
feet are such that she can't stand without at least a 6-inch heel.
She is always heavily corseted, always wears stockings with garters
attached to her tiny corsets. She rarely wears panties, but when she does
they are the briefest thongs. Her corsets support her tremendous chest so
she never wears a bra.
She wears low-cut tops that almost show off her nipples. Her shirts are
usually something strappy that show off her thin arms. Always wearing
tight, usually around knee length, hobble skirts that restrict her stride
to short mincing steps.
Personality wise, Joe described her as a bisexual, horny bimbo. Loves
cock -- can't get enough of it. She'll suck anyone's cock or lick anyone's
pussy or ass, as long as she's getting sex. She can't get enough cock in
her mouth, ass, or pussy. She also behaves as a total airhead. She has an
IQ in the upper 70s. She is sterile and immune to disease, so she can
have consequence free sex.
She wears a heavy permanent stainless steel collar. She keeps a huge butt
plug up her ass when she isn't getting anal sex. She also loves playing
with dildos and penis gags when she can't get the real thing.
Rory could see Sarah was just about done waiting and about to come over
and interrupt her fun, so she asked quickly, "So your fantasy woman would
be willing to be a sub to any woman who would want to take control of
her, as long as she was getting plenty of sex from both sides?"
"Yeah, definitely," Joe confirmed, thinking of some hot girl on girl
BDSM.
Rory considered herself bisexual, leaning toward lesbian, but she enjoyed
a good fuck every once in a while. His response suited her just fine. She
really liked to see these wealthy pricks like Joe get taken down several
notches.
Having grown impatient, Sarah stood up and rejoined them with an obvious
look of annoyance. She was just about to speak when Rory cut her off.
"So the woman we discussed, that's who you identify as?"
"Yeah," said Joe, still somewhat lost in his fantasy.
Rory clarified, "I need you to say 'I identify as Linna, the woman we
discussed.'"
"Fine, yeah whatever," Joe said, "I identify as Linna, the woman we
discussed. There. Happy?"
He wished his fantasy wasn't being interrupted by his girlfriend's angry
expression and this very average-looking resident director's insistence
on specifics.
When he said he identified as Linna, the lights seemed to flicker and a
gust of wind seemed to come from no where. Joe shook it off quickly
though.
"Given what we discussed, I agree she identifies as a woman. No man would
want that for himself," Rory said to Sarah. "She may accompany you as
your guest to your room tonight."
Sarah was startled by this sudden reversal of fate, but wasn't going to
argue with it. She just wished Joe didn't still look to be, at least
partially, in fantasy land and instead was paying attention to her.
They proceeded up to Sarah's room. As they entered Sarah's room, Sarah
asked Joe, "What did you talk to my resident director about? What did you
tell her to convince her to let you in here?"
"Oh, you know, the usual male fantasies regarding chicks," Joe said.
"And she let you in on that?" Sarah asked somewhat startled.
"Hey, let's not worry about her. She doesn't hold a candle to you," Joe
said hoping to get somewhere with Sarah. He needed to relieve some of the
pressure accumulated through his fantasy. He also wanted to forget just
how much of his fantasy he shared with that resident director.
Sarah pushed back a bit, still somewhat upset about the part of his
fantasy she heard, "You want someone short, not someone tall like me?
Admit it, I'm not your type."
"Babe, that was just a fantasy. You are smoking hot," Joe said. He was
looking for a way to change to the topic before Sarah started grilling
him on the breast size of his fantasy babe. Seeing the perfect way to
change the topic, he started in on what he liked about Sarah. He
complimented her on her eyes, hair, the curve of her neck. While he
spoke, he begin to nibble at her ears and neck.
One thing led to another, and pretty soon they were kissing and
undressing. The previous transgressions were forgotten. As they kissed,
something seemed odd to Joe.
Sarah seemed to be growing taller. Previously he had 5 inches on her, and
now they seemed eye-to-eye. She pushed the confused Joe onto the bed and
started massaging his cock, which quickly took his mind off his height
problem.
He figured it must just be his imagination. Sarah finished stripping his
pants and boxers off him and threw both his and her clothes on the floor,
enjoying the view of Joe's stiff cock.
Joe couldn't tell what was happening with his height while laying down,
but his arms seemed to thin out. He seemed to feel his waist pull in and
his hips thrust out. Meanwhile, Sarah had climbed on top of him and was
riding his pole vigorously. He was quickly distracted from the strange
feelings in his waist and hips and Sarah seemed not to notice.
Then two things started happening simultaneously. Joe's penis got bigger
and harder than it had ever been and his chest started ballooning
outward. With each of Sarah's bounces, his breasts seemed to grow another
cup size. Just as they got to M, Sarah begin to scream and her thighs
tightly clenched Joe's hips. Joe had been so distracted by the changes he
hadn't yet orgasmed.
With her eyes closed, Sarah was throughly enjoying herself. As she
continued to clench his hips with her thighs, Joe suddenly noticed two
more things. First, his ass felt like it was sitting on a pillow and hair
was billowing all around his head.
He could almost feel it growing.
While his hair on his head grew, elsewhere on his body it seemed to
retract. It was almost like it was withdrawing into his body and coming
out his head. He couldn't see his eyes change color or his nose shrink to
a cute button nose.
He felt his lips puff up and form an "O." He found with some
concentration, he could fully close his lips. As soon as he stopped
thinking about keeping his lips closed, they were back slightly open in
an O shape.
To Sarah, Joe's cock never seemed so large or so hard. She came harder
than she ever had before with Joe. As she came down from her orgasm, she
felt his butt suddenly lift her upward. She reached out her hands for
Joe's chest as her eyes snapped open.
Instead of the hard, manly chest she was expecting, her hands came into
contact with two giant boobs. Quickly climbing off him, she looked in
astonishment at her sexual partner.
"What the hell is happening to you?"
Joe couldn't answer, but felt a sharp sting in his ears. Reaching for his
right ear, he felt two seamless hoops, maybe a half-inch in diameter
adorning the top of his ear. Coming down the back curve of his ear, he
could feel three distinct piercings. The top one was filled with a long
tassel style earrings. The second one was was a series of gems forming a
drop earring that would almost brush his new thinner shoulders. The third
was filled with a long chandelier earring. Continuing to his earlobe, he
found two thick seamless hoops, the lowest one significantly larger than
the upper.
Quickly raising his other hand to his left ear, he found matching sets
minus the top two hoops. Seven in the right ear, five in the left, just
as he had described to Rory. He didn't notice the permanently sealed
dimple piercings in his cheeks or the small nose ring as they appeared.
He noticed the some sharp pain in his tongue and could feel the two
barbells and hoop forming a triangle near the tip.
Suddenly, a sharp pain in the tip of his cock focused his attention on
the ring appearing there. Unknown to him, his balls also vanished.
Looking down, he felt and saw his nipples get larger and longer growing
to the size of C batteries just as he had described. With a sharp pain in
each of them, he felt permanent rings appear. He fingered the new
piercings riding on top of his tremendous tits. Toward the base of each
of his thick, permanently-erect nipples he could see a large gauge
seamless four-inch ring. The ring must have been a quarter inch thick
stainless steel. A similarly large gauge one-inch diameter ring pierced
his nipple near the tip.
Sarah was staring dumbfounded at Joe's exaggeratedly feminine face.
"What is happening to you?" she demanded again.
Suddenly, it dawned on her. "This is that fantasy that you told my
resident director, isn't it?"
["Wait Sarah, I can explain,"] Joe lisped. His lisp was so thick he could
hardly be understood. He didn't realizing how much the tongue piercings
combined with his puffy lips caused such a pronounced lisp.
Sarah sat there stunned for a moment, then got an mischievous look in her
eye.
"I guess you're going to have to live your fantasy now. You'll soon wish
for smaller breasts. Your back will hurt once you have to start lugging
those suckers around," she said as she tweaked his hard, erect, nipples.
Joe moaned. It was like they were connected to his dick. Every touch made
his cock twitch.
Joe felt a stinging all over his face and his eyes suddenly half-closed.
He knew the tattooed makeup he described to Rory earlier had just been
applied. He also knew the muscles in his eyelids had been permanently
clipped. He could close them, and open them a bit over half-way. As much
as he tried, they wouldn't fully open.
"Wow, you really went all out with this fantasy," Sarah said. "Your new
eyes make you look like a half-stoned slut on the verge of an orgasm."
Joe didn't know what to say, but he lay there and Sarah played with his
new boobs. As his cock strained for attention, he started to feel odd
things happening to his feet. It felt like they were cracking and
reforming.
When they stopped, his toes were pointed down. The sneakers he wore into
the dorm transformed into ankle-high ballet boots that would fit his now
tiny feet perfectly.
Joe struggled both mentally and physically.
He was never more turned on than he was at that moment. Sarah was playing
with his boobs and his now pierced cock straining for attention. He was
trying to remember what his fantasy would inflict upon him next.
He started to feel squeezed in two, like a tube of toothpaste. A tight
corset was way more fun in his fantasy than reality. Bone-crushing pain
enveloped his torso as his waist was reduced 5 inches. It squeezed into a
three-inch pipestem and shaped his torso in gradually reducing amounts.
It continued until the corset's edges ran from just above his penis to
lifting the lower parts of his jugs.
The 15-inch corset he had described earlier had materialized. It was just
as he had described. It extended from the rigidly contoured hips, to the
3-inch tall pipestem and up though the not-quite-half-cups. It ending
just below his new areoles to support the humongous hooters.
Suddenly, the corset felt snugly comforting, like it had been there his
whole life.
The appearance of the corset prevented some of Sarah's playing with Joe's
boobs.
"Quite a fantasy you have gotten yourself into here, Joe. I guess we
shouldn't really call you Joe anymore. What is your name now?"
He felt stockings crawl up his legs and attach to garters which appeared
on his corset. They felt right and natural. He knew they should feel
wrong, but like the corset, it felt like he would be naked without
either.
He tried to say "My name is still Joe," but instead said ["My name is
still Linna, of course, silly. Stupid lisp."] Sarah heard "Mah name ith
thill Linna oth cothrth thilly. Thupid lithpth."
Sarah started laughing and said, "You better stand up and come to the
mirror. You have to see what you look like."
Linna scooted to the edge of the bed, every sensation telling him just
how much things changed. Sensations overwhelmed him. He could feel the
pulling of his long hair and the weight from multiple earrings pulling on
his ears and brushing his neck and shoulders. He was overwhelmed by the
wobbly masses of unusual perkiness now on his chest.
As he scooted to the edge of the bed, he felt a fullness growing in his
ass. As his lower legs swung over the edge of the bed, he felt a sudden
pop as his ass stretched wide. He knew it was the extra large stainless
steel butt plug he had described to the resident director. It was more
than three pounds of stainless steel stretching his ass. It was almost 4
inches at its widest point. It held his sphincter open more than an inch.
He felt like his ass would tear open any minute. He knew that just as he
had described, his ass would never completely close again.
Before he could stand up, he felt like someone was choking him. As he
brought his hands to his neck, he could feel the weight resting on his
neck. He could feel his new rubber lined, stainless steel collar. Feeling
around it, he could tell it was welded shut, just as he had described. He
could feel the constant pressure of the steel constantly pressing on his
new thinner neck. Feeling around the front, he could feel the engravings
near the middle. Reaching the middle, he could feel the sturdy D-ring
permanently welded to the front and the circular ring hanging from it.
Reaching down, he suddenly realized his balls were gone. ["Oh no,"] he
said. He felt panic rise up and had to see the damage in the mirror.
His next surprise was when he tried to stand. ["Ouch,"] he exclaimed as
he tried to stand and landed back on his large pillow-like backside. ["My
feet don't work anymore."]
"Let me see," said Sarah. "Oh wow, you really did a number on yourself
with this fantasy."
She found his en pointe heels and said, "I'll bet you need these boots to
stand up. Oh wow, your clothes changed too."
Linna's t-shirt had changed into a tight hot pink strappy top, his jeans
changed into a leather hobble skirt that would fall just below the knee.
His boxers had vanished.
Trying to bend down, Linna discovered how unyielding a corset can be.
"Let me help you," Sarah said.
As Sarah was lacing his boots, Linna felt a tingling at his fingers. He
raised his hand to look. His gaze was partially obstructed by long
eyelashes which sprouted off his-half-closed eyes. He looked at his
fingers in surprise. What he saw shouldn't have been surprising -- long
acrylic hot pink nails, gently tapering an inch past his dainty
fingertips.
Seeing him suddenly waive his now flashing talons around, Sarah laughed
and said, "I guess you'll get to see what a pain long fingernails are.
You'll see why I always refused to get them. I think I have these boots
laced now. Why don't you try standing?"
This time Linna could stand like he was born on ballet heels. His balance
was perfect as he headed to the mirror. His hips were constantly rolling,
his stockings whispering and his boobs bouncing on their corset's shelf
as he strutted like a hooker, one dainty foot in front of the other.
As he got to the mirror and took a look, all he could see was his fantasy
come to life. He knew he had platinum blond hair, but the way it billowed
from his head and cascaded past his diminished waist still shocked him.
Thin, sharp, arched, tattooed eyebrows framed his droopy eyes. His
eyelids were awash in deep purple eyeshadow. Black eyeliner extending
outward into sharp wings. A cute button nose with a seamless stainless
steel ring through the right nostril drew his gaze to his mouth. The
mouth he saw could hardly be called his. The lips were unbelievably
plump, bright hot pink with a prominent cupids bow. They always seemed to
be invitingly open in a small "O" shape. Opening wider, he was surprised
at how far he could extend his pierced tongue. The thick seamless ring in
the middle of his tongue tip was framed by two thick bar bells on either
side.
He noticed the earrings framing either side of his new rounded face
glinting in the light and chiming as they knocked against his wide
collar. The four rings in his right ear and the two in his left appeared
to sturdy stainless steel like all his other piercings. Large gage with
no trace of a seam. The other three in each ear appeared removable. The
long tassel in his highest removable piercing appeared to be about a
half-dozen fine golden chains that hung down from a single ring.
The pendant earring in the next piercing appeared to be a series of
progressively larger purple stones set in a fine, delicate gold setting.
Each stone hanging directly below the previous until the largest stone
nearly brushed his new thinner shoulders. The final removable piercing
was an elaborate golden chandelier. The half dozen pendants of the
chandelier seemed to be in constant motion as they swayed, twisted and
chimed together like tiny wind chimes.
Continuing his examination, his eyes were drawn to the tight, heavy
collar fastened around his thin neck. The collar was a full 2 inches wide
and a quarter-inch thick. The cursive engraving was easily seen even in
the low light. He had to read it backwards in the mirror. The right side
of the D-ring said "Slut" and the left side said "Linna". The large 5-
inch circular ring rested on the top curve of his fabulous funbags.
His breasts stuck out obscenely from his tiny chest. They stuck out from
both the front and sides of his new tiny torso. They were lifted and
pressed forward by the partial cups of the tight corset. His strong satin
corset was a shocking hot pink color, matching his lips and nails. It was
trimmed with white piping. His large areoles were completely visible over
the abbreviated cups. His twin udders were topped by his huge nipples and
their large rings.
Continuing downward, he couldn't quite wrap his new tiny hands around his
new waist. When his long thumbnails were touching, he only had about an
inch gap between his new fingernails. His waist was so unbelievably tiny,
he could scarcely believe that he could stand, let alone walk. It looked
like he would snap in half. Gasping he could see that his breasts jiggled
with every breath. With the compression of the corset, he had to breath
from behind his boobs.
His wide hips appeared even wider due to the contraction of his tiny
waist. He couldn't twist much with the tight corset and collar. Twisting
as far as he could, his bubble butt looked to him to be huge. Facing
forward with his knees together, his enlarged dick swung freely in his
thigh gap. Lifting his dick, it looked like his fist could pass between
his legs even with his knees touching. Eight tight white garters
stretched across his creamy pale thighs. The garters were securely
attached to dark shimmering stockings that accentuated his shapely knees
and calves.
His feet appeared minuscule in their tiny hot pink ballet boots. His tiny
feet tapered to a small toe box. The tall spike heel on the back kept him
literally standing on his tiny toes. It couldn't have been more than
three inches from the tip of the shoe to the back of the heel. He was
amazed that he could even stand, let alone walk in the extreme footwear.
Even just standing still, he could tell that the shoes made him thrust
forward his chest and poke out his ass more. They also made his calves
look amazing.
As he stood there staring at his fantasy brought to life, he became even
more uncontrollably horny. He was ready to have sex with anything. His
dick stood out almost as proudly as his breasts and almost as hard as his
nipples.
His accumulated knowledge seemed to slip away.
["Like, I am totally hot and need to fuck you now,"] Linna said in a
squeaky, little-girl voice.
Sarah was too stunned to react. The next thing she knew Linna's pierced
tongue was working its way past her soft folds and into her vagina.
Pretty soon Sarah was reaching for the bed. She had to sit down and
steady herself. She quickly moved toward her second orgasm of the
evening.
Sarah didn't really consider herself a lesbian. However, it was so good
and it kept on coming that she didn't think about much, really.
Linna didn't notice her cock slowly shrinking in size. She gave a quick
squeal into Sarah's snatch when her pierced dick suddenly inverted into a
pussy. Her pierced penis' head became a pierced clitoris. The squeal
pushed Sarah over the edge yet again.
Eventually Sarah's over-sensitized slit could take no more. She tried to
push Linna's head away from her muff. Linna was licking like she was
addicted to pussy. It took Sarah some effort to move Linna away.
"Enough," she gasped, "I can't take any more. I've already lost track of
how many I've had. Enough. Who are you anyway? Joe would have never gone
down on me."
["I am Linna and I'm horny,"] she said with the prominent lisp.
Her transformation was complete.
"Well, if you still need sex tonight, you'll have to find someone else.
I'm exhausted," said Sarah.
Linna walked around the room in tiny steps, retrieving her top and skirt.
She didn't even notice the constant soft chimes. The ring at her collar
was continuously bouncing against the collar, ringing almost constantly.
Her earrings also chattered together. Instead she was focused on getting
her clothes on and finding someone to have sex with.
With a bit of difficulty due to the corset and heels, Linna managed to
get the obscenely tight skirt up her legs and fastened around her waist.
Clearly it was custom-made to hug every curve and wouldn't have fit at
all if not for her corset.
She also managed to get the fairly minimal strappy top over her large new
assets. Her nipple rings were clearly visible through the shirt, but it
covered everything needed.
Sarah had been exhausted from her multiple orgasms. By the time Linna
finished dressing, Sarah was asleep. Linna didn't notice because she was
on a quest for sex.
The moment Linna stepped into the hall, Rory was there waiting. "I have
use for you," said Rory. She quickly locked a chain onto the ring hanging
from Linna's collar with a small lock.
"Come."
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