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Nightmares can come true (Part 1) Authors note 1: Some of this is fantasy and some of this is reality. You need not decide which is which. The beginning is a bit slow, but we'll get the good stuff sooner or later. Authors note 2: As a self professed Grammar and Spelling Nazi, I noticed a few mis-spelled words and decided to correct these mistakes. Author note 3: I'm not promising anything, but will try to update about every other week. This is not set in stone, but will try. Currently working on the next part. Author note 4: I'm changing some of the categories, since they don't apply, or will not apply at this time. Only going to include what is happening in each Part. Author Comments on Reviews: Yes, this is going to be a dark or darkish story. I'll do my best to keep the plot going and No, there will NOT be any "quick" transformations, other than what has happened so far. Most every other physical (body mod) change that will be done to Jay/Joy, will be done over a period of time. Please be kind in your reviews, that's all I ask, it's my first story.... ---- Earlier in my life, I fantasized about being feminized and thought it would be wonderful and very fulfilling. I can now say, my reality is very different. But for you to understand and truly appreciate my situation, let me give you some information about myself. I am currently 60 years old, divorced, with one child - who lives with his mother. This "journey" started when I was 51, when I placed an ad in Craigslist to meet up with a younger lady, who was inclined to be Dominant or a Switch, for some fantasy fulfillment on my part and pleasure for her. I saw many replies to my posting, most being garbage, but one caught my eye, i.e. it got through the spam filter. She introduced herself and was willing to meet up for coffee at the local diner for a meet and greet. Not wanting to be played, I asked her to prove she was local with a question, only a local could answer, and she replied to my email with a little sarcasm and the correct answer. Laughing at her witisizm within the email, I proposed a meeting place and time on the following saturday, she agreed. Before our meeting on Saturday, I emailed her with how I would be dressed, outdoor work clothes and boots, and where I would be sitting in the diner. I arrived early, ordered myself a cup of coffee and continued reading about the latest drama on the Trump Administration as reported by our esteemed media. Note the sarcasm. I'm not sure how long I waited, but I didn't notice her sitting down in front me, until she reached over put her hand in front of the screen. This action startled me and caused me to jump, which earned a soft laugh from the young lady in front of me. Lookng at her, I knew she was young, 25 at the oldest. If she was standing, I'd put her height around 5'4", and her body was very proportional. About a small B cup, very firm, and I could tell she wasn't wearing any bra, as her nipples were like small erasers poking against her pale blue blouse. Her face, well, if you'd seen the movie Wonder Woman, it was very similar. Bee stung lips, curvacious and very kissable. A small petite nose and very expressive almond shaped eyes. Very pleasing on the eyes and someone whose body I would definately worship. She reached across the table, offering her hand, and said, "Good Afternoon, I'm Tiffany." I stood, reached out and gently took her hand, bowing down and giving it a light kiss across the knuckles and replied, "A pleasure", which earned me another soft laugh. Sitting back down, the waitress showed up, refilled my coffee, filled her cup, and left, after we indicated, we wouldn't be ordering anything yet. "Well, you are real. Usually, by this time, I've been stood up and am ordering some bacon and eggs, before heading back home," I said. She smiled. "Your listing intrigued me." Not knowing how to respond to that, I gave myself a few seconds to gather my thoughts and took a quick drink of my coffee. She just reached into the bag next to her and pulled out a small note pad and pen. "In what way, did it intrigue you?" "I'm a psychology major and am exploring various deviations of what is considered the norm. From your posting, I take it, you want to explore some sexual variations and I'm not adverse to 'receiving pleasure', as you specified. Do you think I'm pretty?" "Very much so, in the top 2% of all woman I've seen." A small smile graced her lips. "Would you kiss, lick and worship my breasts and nipples?", she asked, while unbuttoning a button on her blouse, and exposing some of her lightly tanned globes. Blushing a little, I nodded and took another drink of my coffee, to clear my throat. A small giggle escaped her lips. "Would you gently lick and worship my womanhood, until I was satisfied?" as she gently stroked her thighs from her knees to her slit. "Oh yes." At this time, the waitress came back, refilled our coffees and asked if we wanted to order. Tiffany said, "I'll take a salad, blue cheese dressing and lots of tomatoes. He'll have a light salad and oil and vinegar." When I went to protest, she just looked at me and raised an elegant eyebrow. I quickly said, "Yeah, I'll just have a salad," and the waitress left. I looked at her and asked, "Wh...." "If we are going to be exploring your sexual variations and other ideas, then you'll learn to accept my orders and perform to my tune. If you find, you cannot abide by this reasonable request, we'll call it a good afternoon and you'll never hear from me again. You may only answer in one of two ways, 'Yes Mistress', will indicate abiding by my terms, or 'No Mistress', which will mean we part ways. What is your answer?" Not wanting to risk her ire, and wanting to spend more time with her, I answered the only way I could, "Yes Mistress". "Oh goody, we're going to have so much fun," she said with a smile. Our salads arrived and we started eating. She ate daintily and I.... Well, I ate like a man. During our meal, we had light conversation about various things of no consequence. What books did I like, what she liked. Movies. Other activities. See, nothing of consequence. After the plates were removed and coffee refreshed, she pulled out her notebook again. "Tell me about some of your desires? I give you my word, nothing will go beyond you and I." "Okay. You might think I'm a bit perverted after I've explained a bit where I'm coming from and what I'd like to experience, but quite a bit of this stems from my childhood and early adult years. My early childhood wasn't good or necessarily bad, but I ended up in the care of a woman, who had a 12 year old daughter and I being only 6 at the time. Her daughter thought it was great to play 'dress up' and play. She'd dress me in her clothes that had gotten too small for her - dresses, panties, training bra, you get the idea - and of course, there was makeup. I thought it was all a game, as she was 'playing' with me." "By the time, I was 11, I was starting to mature and she was getting disappointed that I wasn't her 'little sister' anymore. As they say, all good things must end and my dad had gotten custody of me and I went to live with him full time. No more dressing up and the one time I mentioned it - well, I couldn't sit for a few hours, as I was black and blue in several places. Fast forward, several years and I'm now out of the house, out of the Army and on my own. I still had desires, so I bought clothing, makeup and other items..." "What items, speficially?" "Well, I purchased a small vibrating 4 inch dildo, couldn't have been more than 3/4 inches in diameter, which I used to vibrate my cock and even inserted it into myself a few times. I bought various bondage gear to use. By now, the Internet was just starting to go big and porn flourished. I started reading the more darker stories, of being in bondage, serving women, eating them out, worshipping their bodies, being penetrated by them with a dildo, and then ultimately being forcibly feminized, chastisized and being made a slave." "I had gone out with several woman during this time, but not one was interested in getting 'kinky', they just wanted straight vanilla sex, maybe doggie, but that was rare. So, my desires took a back seat and faded into the back ground. During this time, I went to see several counsellors, never once addressing the real issue, but addressing my depression and how to remedy it and my 'weight gain'." "One thing led to another and I married, just over 14 years ago. Am I happy, maybe, I'd say I was more content. I do what I can to please my wife and make her and my son happy. I'm now at a stage, I'd like to explore a bit in privacy and maybe get some issues off my chest. Why am I telling you this? You look 'trust-worthy' and I usually go with my gut feelings about people. Of course, when they are wrong, I never forgive, nor do I forget and as the Hulk would say, 'You wouldn't like me if I'm angry.'" "I hope to never see your 'angry' side then, thank you for your trust," she said with a small smile. "I see that we have a lot to do and for that, I believe you need to know a few rules." "Rule 1: As I said before, as we are going to be exploring your sexual variations and other ideas, you will accept my orders and perform to my tune" "Rule 2: If I want you to do a physical or mental task, you will have 3 options, but know that if you perform the required task, even once, you will ALWAYS have to perform it, no questions asked and no rebelling. If you rebel or fail in your task, you will be punished. The punishment will fit the crime and also be considered a task, but you will NOT be offered any options, which means. You guessed it, you will always be doing the required task, per my rules, so think before you act." "Option 1: Listen to my instructions, decide to perform the task, and say 'Thank you Mistress, I willingly accept your instructions' and do it. This will please me greatly and see you rewarded. Do you agree with option 1?" "Thank you Mistress, I willingly accept your instructions" She smiled and went on, "Option 2: Listen to my instructions, decide to not perform the task, and say 'Mistress, please accept my apologies, this slave cannot perform your instructions and list why you cannot do the task. The answer had better be thought out logically and be reasonable, for me to accept this excuse. Failure in this, will result in not only you doing the task, but also being punished for this failure. See Rule 2 for failures and punishments. Do you agree with option 2?" "Thank you Mistress, I willingly accept your instructions" Her smile seemed to light up the room. "Option 3: Listen to my instructions. Like Option 2, you feel that you cannot perform, but cannot think of a reasonable excuse, you can ask for a time limit on the task. 'Mistress, please may I have a time limit on the task assigned?' Time limits are 7 days, 14 days, 1 month and 6 months. You may only request a time limit 3 times max. For example, if you choose 7 days, and the time expires, and you are able to request more time, you can't choose another 7 days, you must choose 14. If you choose 14 days originally, you cannot choose 7 days, you must choose 1 month. The time limits will start from one specific point in time and end exactly at that time. For example, if requested, it would start at 3 pm and end exactly at 3 pm - 7 days hence. Now, there is a caveat to this option. If you do not invoke Option 2 or request additional time, when the original time has expired, I will consider the task performed, as if it were performed under Option 1. To be fair, I will give you a 15 minute window before and after the expiry time. Do you agree with option 3?" "I..." "You are required to answer in only one way. If you fail in this task, you will be punished." "Thank you Mistress, I willingly accept your instructions" "As it should be. Now, I think we've spent enough time together today, but I do have one task for you to perform, while we are parted," she hands me a paper bag, "I want you to wear what is in the bag, and for this task only the options do not apply, it will be only until we meet up again. You must wear whats in the bag, every day, all day and only take off what you can, to bathe. Do you understand this task?" Thinking about her wording and seeing nothing glaring, although something was tickling my noggin, I replied, "Thank you Mistress, I willingly accept your instructions". "Excellent. Now, I want to see... Hmm, what are your work hours?" "5:30 am until 1:30 pm" "Good, you will come to me on Wednesday, at 1:45 pm, to this location," and she placed a business card on the table, face down, "Do not disappoint me, and if you're late, you will be punished," and she turned and walked off. I got up with the bag, noticing it had a little weight to it, paid for lunch and went home. ---- When I got home, I went to my room and opened the bag. The first thing I pulled out was a pair of pink thigh high panties. Looking them over, I wasn't sure I'd be able to fit into them, but was willing to give it a shot. After all, if they ripped, I can honestly say, I tried and show her the evidence. The other thing I pulled out was another silk bag. It had some weight to it and after opening it, I found a small chastity device. Much like a CB-6000, but smaller, more compact and an open lock with no key. Thinking to myself, 'Damn, she's not playing around and wanting to jump right into things.' There was also a small note. "Slave, since you are reading this, it's about 4:00 and I want you to call me now," and there was a number on it. I looked at the clock and saw it said 3:52. "Damn, she's good", I thought. So, I called the number. Click - "Very good my slave, as you can see, I'll always be one step ahead of you. Now, you have until 4:30 to put on your cock blocker and panties. Take a picture and send it to me. Failure will be met with punishment. Answer as you have been instructed. Do you understand your task?" "Thank you Mistress, I willingly accept your instructions" Click 'Dammit,' I thought, looking at the clock once more, seeing it was 4 after 4 now, and I didn't have much time. I stripped down and started putting on the chastity device. I figured the hardest thing putting on, would be putting my cock in the tube, so I fought with it for a short while and then put the yoke around my base. I noticed the yoke was very tight and had a bar in the middle, where the tube would be connected and there was a seperate bar, curving down the middle that seperated my balls. I struggled to get it closed, and after more time had expired, I clicked the lock closed. Glancing at the clock, I saw it said 4:28. "SHIT!", I grumbled, and quickly started pulling on the panties. For a surprise, they fit like a glove, carressing my balls and cock head. I quickly took a picture, loaded into messenger, and just before the clock turned over to 4:31, I click send. I got a quick reply, [ Just under the gun, so you avoid being punished and Oh, don't you look so cute. All prettied up and no one to please, other than me. If you want to earn extra points, I want you to shave your chest, arms and under-arms, before Wednesday. Take a picture and send it to me. Good night my slave ] I resumed wearing clothes, but could feel how the panties enhanced the feelings in my groin and I started to get hard. Well, I would have had a raging hardon, but for this chastity device. I pulled my cock out and looked it over, this is when I noticed how small it really was. The tube was necked now toward my head, and was so short, that it looked like I had a clit, instead of a cock. I rubbed the panties over it and my head grew even bigger. I knew I wasn't getting out of this any time soon, as my head was now almost 2 1/2 times the size of the hole and appeared to only be getting bigger. My balls were straining to be free, but were wrapped up so tight, they appeared to be rigid and firm grapes, the size of apricots. Thats when I remembered, I could only remove what could be removed to take a shower. 'ARGH!', I moaned in my head. Thats when my phone went off again. [Remember, think before you act.] And a picture of her in a dark mid-night blue nighty showed up after the text. Talk about painful, my cock tried to desperately to explode from its steel prison. [I look forward to having you lick, suck and worship my tits. Don't you wish you were as smooth as I am, and I was playing with your breast and nipples?] Another picture showed up, showing me her top half, without the nighty. [Don't you wish I would suck on your clit, while you're sucking on mine?] And her next picture show me her shaved pussy, dripping with dew and begging me to lick and suck on it. [Please me and you'll see me sooner than later] By now, I was in pain. I headed out to the freezer, put some ice in a ziplock and applied it to my cock. While it wasn't instant relief, it did cool things down, but all I could think about was her. That night, I had dinner with the wife and son, not saying a word about what had happened earlier today. After dinner, I went down to the store and bought some Nair and some womans shaving cream and razors. I figured, might as well, it'd be better than shaving, and if it wasn't all gone, I could use the razor to get the rest. Around 8pm, I applied the Nair and left it sitting for 20 minutes, more than the required time. Jumping in the shower, I rinsed off, inspected my chest, arms and underarm, and removed any stray hairs with one of the razors. After drying off, I looked in the mirror and then thought, 'Dammit, what the fuck were you thinking? How are you going to explain this, if she (my wife) sees?' I put on a sweatshirt and pants, left the bathroom, told my wife I was tired, kissed her goodnight and went to bed. Around an hour later, she and my son went to their rooms and it was quiet in the house. I quick stripped, but still having on the panties, setup my Iphone on a tripod, and set it to take my picture, after I was in place. I sent this picture and the text, "Thank you Mistress, I willingly accept your instructions", to her. [Oh, my darling slave, you are truely a treasure. You look so smooth. Pull your panties down to your knees, play with your clitty - while thinking of me, take another picture and send it to me.] I quickly performed the task, snapped the picture and sent it to her with the my answer, "Thank you Mistress, I willingly accept your instructions" [I bet your clitty is really paining you now and you wish you could relieve the pressure. Do you wish to meet with me tomorrow? Think before you act. If you meet with me tomorrow, I will have some additional tasks for you to perform. If you choose to wait until Wednesday, then I'll see you at the required time.] \ I want to see you tomorrow Mistress \ [Are you sure slave? Are you wanting to run your tongue up my slit to my clit and lick the dew off my kitty? Are you wanting to worship me?] \ Yes Mistress \ [ So be it, come to the following address tomorrow at 8 am ] and her address was included. I set my alarm clock for 6:30, not wanting to be late tomorrow, only thinking of tasting her pussy and revelling in her womanhood. Getting to sleep that night was...difficult. I tossed and turned and turned and tossed, but finally, I think I got about 4 or 5 hrs sleep, when the alarm went off. I quickly stripped down, jumped in the shower, rinsed off and went back into my room to get dressed. I reached for my boxers, but remembered, I needed to wear the panties. Slipping them on, I finished getting dressed and started over to the address given to me. It took me until 7:45 to find it, park and sit there waiting. At 7:55, I went up her stairs and knocked on the door. It opened just enough for me to see her face. "Your task, my slave, is to strip down to your panties. You have 30 seconds from when you acknowledge my command. Or leave now and never come back.", she commanded. I replied, "Thank you Mistress, I willingly accept your instructions", and quickly kicked off my shoes, while pulling off my shirt. I unbuckled my pants, pushed them to my ankles and pulled them and my socks off. Standing back up, I could see her smiling, as she looked at me. "Very good and with time to spare. When I open the door, you are to close your eyes, and take 5 steps forward and only 5. You will then stop, bring your ankles together and place your hands, with fingers interlocking, behind your head. Do you understand?" "Thank you Mistress, I willingly accept your instructions" She opened the door and I stepped forward following the instructions given. When completed, I noticed, this caused my chest to push out, as if in presentation. Much like, I was presenting my breasts for her inspection. I heard her gather up my clothes and put them in what I believe was a plastic garbage bag, but I dared not look. I heard her high heels click on the floor as they moved and then stopped directly behind me. I couldn't keep a small gasp from escaping, when she reached around and gently pinched my nipples. "Oh, you have very sensative nipples, my slave. I wonder what else is sensative, shall I find out?" And she lowered her hands and started to play with my bound cock and balls. A low moan escaped my lips, from the pleasure and she gave a small giggle. "So, small, but very sensative. I think I like to play with your clit and you appear to like it too." With one hand still playing with my front, I felt her bring her other hand behind me and into the crack of my ass. What was strange, was her fingers slid between my crack with ease, and then I realized, she had lubricant on them. They slowly slid forward, until they found my entrance and oh so gently, started to seek entrance. There was a bit of pain, from her fingernails, but that disappeared, as soon as she overcame my barrier. "You are performing very well, my slave. Remember, think before you act. Do you willingly give yourself to me, as my slave?" Without thinking, as I was in so much pleasure, I replied, "Thank you Mistress, I willingly accept your instructions" "Do you want me to remove your chastity device? Before you answer, if you have it removed before Wednesday, then you also have the remainder of your hair removed as well. Now, do you want it removed?" Before I could answer, she quickly inserted another finger in my hole and really started bringing my cock pleasure, but I answered, "Yes mistress, please." "Good girl", she said and stopped what she was doing, "Don't move, I need to reduce the swelling, before it'll come off," and she put ice on my cock and balls. I groaned from the cold, but didn't move. After what felt like an eternity, but more than likely was only 5 to 10 minutes, I felt her unlock the padlock and remove the device. Soon I was hanging free and clear, heating up and starting to get hard again. I know, I'm not the biggest, being just 5 inches long, but I did have some girth, about 3 full inches in diameter, which really caused me some pain from the chastity device. "Let's get you ready," she said, "Keep your eyes closed and I will guide you to your next task." She grasped my cock, like a handle and pulled me along to the bathroom. Helping me step into the tub, she quickly wet me down and started to put a lotion on my head, over my face, over all my torso, around my cock and balls, between my ass cheeks and down my legs. I figured it was Nair, but later found out it was a very powerful hair remover that would last about 7 months, normally. Further, if 3 treatments were done in the course of a year, a persons hair would never grow back, but that was found out way later. She giggled as she lotioned me up and told me to stay where I was, until she returned. She had several things to get ready and she wanted it to be perfect. I thought to myself, "Things are going fast, maybe too fast, I think I'm going to ask her to slow down, when I have the chance." I was left standing for around 20 minutes, before she came back and joined me in the bath. Turning on the water, she told me to keep my eyes closed, and started to hose me down with warm water. I could feel my hair being washed down my body and into the drain. She inspected my body and declared it hair free, and helped me out of the bath. She patted me dry and started spreading a lilac scented lotion over my body. "Why...," I started to say. She put her finger to my lips and said, "Hush, I do not want to hear anything from you. You will remain quiet and accept what is happening to you. Pleasure awaits, but only if you remain silent. Do you understand your task?" "Thank you Mistress, I willingly accept your instructions" She finished, grabbed my cock as a handle and pulled me from the room. We didn't go far, but I could smell the fragrance of woman around me. She caressed my nipples and I felt myself grow even harder. She turned me and started to push me backwards, until I fell unto a bed. She arranged me and quickly tied my hands and feet to the four corners, all the while, giggling. Like she knew something I didn't, which, thinking about it, she did know something I didn't. Once I was secure, she lay down next to me and started to caress my breasts and nipples. "Do you like when I do this, my slave?", as she sucked my nipples into her mouth and started stucking on them. "Oh yes, Mistress", I groaned. "Do you want to pleasure my nipples, like I did yours? You must suck on them for 10 minutes, failure will lead to punishment, if you can bring me to orgasm from sucking on my nipples, you will be rewarded" as she offered her nipples to my mouth. I started licking and sucking on them, gently and then forcefully, getting a sigh of pleasure from her, as I continued. I could tell she was greatly enjoying this and she let me know, my time was almost up and we could get on with other things. I was trying to guess how much time I had left, when I gently nipped her nipples. She quickly pulled back and slapped my face hard. "You have failed in your task," she said, "and for that you will be punished. Each time you are punished, it will be acted upon immediately. Would you like to know how you are going to be punished? Remember the rules and options." "I'm so sorry Mistress, please don't punish me, I won't ever do that again," I sobbed, as I pleaded with her. "No, you crossed a line when you did what you did, since the punishment must fit the crime, I think I'm going to make you grow breasts to experience what it feels like." "WHAT! No, you can't, that...," and thats as far as I got, as she pushed a 4 inch pecker gag into my mouth and buckled it around my head. "For speaking out of turn and rebelling against your punishment, results in you getting punished even more," and got out of bed. I struggled to get undone from the bed, but it was no use, she had me expertly tied down. I followed her with my eyes, since the gag filled and stretched my mouth and I couldn't do more than grunt. She went over to her dresser, pulled a bag off the top and came back on the bed. She looked at me with a smile on her face and in her eyes, but it wasn't the playful and sexual smile I'd become used to, but held a more wicked and sinister glint and shape. "You may be wondering what I'm going to do, so I'll let you know," she said, as she pulled on a set of rubber gloves after opening the bag, "After all, you agreed to be my slave, so I can punish you any way I want." She pulled out a few small bottles, syringes and filled them with different substances. She placed the first syringe at my nipple, "You may want to hold still for this", as she pushed the needle in slowly and depressed the substance into my breast and quickly with another into my other breast. She placed her hands on both breasts and rubbed a bit. I could feel a bump, under my skin, but it slowly spread out as she massaged it. Once it was semi flat, she did it again, only this time she didn't massage it out. Other than the pain of having needles poked in me, I wasn't feeling anything. She took a few more and injected something into my areolas, which burned for a few seconds and then died down. Lastly she took the last two syringes and injected something directly into my nipples. I grunted as loudly as I could, as these hurt worse than anything I'd ever felt and didn't die down quickly enough. I looked at my nipples and saw they'd expanded and grown a bit. Lastly, she pulled out a tube, opened it and put some cream around my breasts and started to rub it in gently and erotically, "This is a very powerful female enzime. It's been discovered to promote breast growth when combined with other chemicals. As you can see, you're breasts are growing. I'm not going to make them grow too big, yet, but I can, increase the size of them, anytime over the next 6 months, as punishment." "You'll be glad to know, this enzime, pulls fat from the nearest areas of the body and binds it with the elements injected in the tissue. Unfortuneatly for you, this is permanent." I was by this time moaning in pleasure from what she was doing, licking the cock in my mouth and not really paying attention. Seeing she'd lost me, she took off the gloves, grabbed my cock, placed it at her chamber and slid down. Seating herself fully. My eyes popped open and she once again had that playful and erotic smile on her face. "Have you noticed anything about the cock your sucking?", she asked. Not knowing what she was referring to, I shook my head no. She giggled and said, "Give it a little suck." Not wanting to be punished, I did and was "rewarded" with something coming out the end and causing me to swallow. "I see you found your punishment reward. Do you want to know what this is going to do to you?", and not waiting for my answer, she continued. "This is a combination mixture, designed to do two things to you. Number 1, it's going to change your vocal cords, tighten them, so you speak at a higher pitch. Isn't that going to be neat? When you orgasm, you'll sound just like a girl, when its all said and done. And Number 2, it's sending out a chemical to block all your testosterone. Allowing the female hormones to flurrish and propogate." I looked at her in horror, she giggled and I couldn't stop the dripping into my throat, no matter how much I tried. Each time my tongue touched the cock, more would flow out. I also noticed that the cock seemed to be getting thicker and longer. Where before, it was a good 1/2 inch from my throat, it was now almost lodged into it and creeping deeper. "You brought this on yourself, my pet. I told you to think before you acted. Did you think? I think not, and now you are being punished. And your my slave. You should have noticed the cock is getting bigger?" "This is designed to teach you to deep throat things. There is one more chemical in the mixture. It's designed to restrict your gag reflex. When it's finished, that cock with be 10 inches long, 4 inches in diameter and lodged deep in your throat, fucking you." "Now my pet, let me give you some more pleasure," and proceeded to lick and suck my nipples. Massive amounts of pleasure were being transmitted to my pleasure centers, as she continued and the cock grew. After about 5 minutes, she stopped and let me catch my breath. "Do I have your attention pet?", she asked and I nodded. She moved a bit and thats when I remembered, she'd mounted me. "I'm going to ride you and play with your breasts and nipples. Your task is NOT to cum, until I say you can. If you don't cum, until I command it, you will be rewarded, but if you fail, you will be punished," she said with a evil giggle and rotated her hips, which caused me to arch my pelvis and I noticed my moan was definately a higher pitch, so did she and giggled. Putting deed to words, she resumed sucking my nipples and riding my cock. The pleasure was blowing my mind and all I could do was lay there, as she used my body for pleasure. I could hear her getting close, her breathing was getting more rapid, her thrusting was increasing in speed and she was pinching and squeezing my breasts like there was no tomorrow. I'd been trying to think of anything, other than the pleasure I was experiencing to hold off my orgasm and I knew something was going to happen. I wouldn't like it one bit, but she reared back and smiled cruelly at me and said, "You are NOT to cum, I have not given you permission to cum, to cum will lead to punishment," and slammed her pussy down on my cock, while leaning forward and biting my left nipple. What was I to do? The pleasure and pain over-rode my control and I blew my load deep inside her, which then caused her to moan and orgasm. I thrashed and moaned, but couldn't get away as spurt after spurt erupted from me. I'm not sure how long I was there, but the next thing I knew, she was removing the fully extended cock from my mouth. As she pulled it out, I saw she hadn't been kidding, 10 inches long and 4 inches in diameter. How the hell didn't I realize it was there, let along keep from gagging and strangling myself on it. I moaned again, and it was very high pitched. "My pet, you failed," she put a finger to my lips, "I want to hear only one thing from you, after I give you your punishment task and you know what it is. I want you to lick me clean, this is your task. And as you lick me clean, I'll tell you something else, you'll just love." She moved her cum soaked pussy up to my mouth, looked at me with a cruel smile and as she lowered her pussy, I said, "Thank you Mistress, I willingly accept your instructions", and started to lick and suck my cum from her pussy. As soon as she was sure, I'd swallowed quite a bit of the load, she giggled, which pushed more into my mouth and down my throat. "All the chemicals, enzimes and hormones, I've given you, were only temporary. To make you think I was feminizing you. No, don't stop, keep licking, it's too late now." "What you didn't know is this. Once the product is introduced to a male body, it'll feminize it, but fade away over the course of 8 hours, except, if the male swallows his own sperm." "If the male does that, then all the changes will be made permanent, over the course of 8 hours, from the first swallow. Devillish, and diabolical, don't you think." "I didn't tell you to stop, keep licking, I'm not clean yet. I'm going to enjoy you being my slave and you're going to enjoy being my play thing. I know about your wife and son, soon, they won't even recognize you, as you. The chemicals in your body, are working over-time to restructure and reshape your body to be more feminine." "When we get done, you're going to send your wife a text, telling her that you'll be busy all day at work. An unexpected call-in. We have so much to do. Keep licking if you agree, well, even if you don't agree, keep licking, I'm getting my pleasure now." The end? Not quite, but more later.

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