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Part 2 Walking out of the newly acquired apartment the couple made their way toward the parking structure, where Kara assumed Tanner's car was now located. "Remind me to adjust reality so you have your own wheels, I don't want to be driving you all over the place all the time," Tanner absently mentioned as he walked over to his Camaro parked in the space allocated for their apartment. Kara was largely ignoring most of what Tanner was saying at this point and still in a dull shock at what her life had become. Begrudgingly she noticed that Tanner's car happened to be really nice. In her previous form she had always been somewhat interested in cars and had wanted to own something just as nice, but she just never had the money to do it. Surprising her out of her mental stupor, Tanner opened the passenger door of his car. Holding it open for her, he stated, "Get in babe." Still not used to being treated socially as a woman, Kara found herself entering the passenger seat of Tanner's car feeling extremely awkward. "I don't know the first thing about dancing or who any of these people are. I really don't want to do this, can't we go back?" She pleaded to her forced boyfriend. Tanner then made Kara very uncomfortable by reaching over and gently placing his hand on her thigh, patting it for comfort. "Don't worry, all of my rules will kick in and you will start to find yourself a natural at your new life. Yeah, it's going to be a challenge adapting but you will mold to it eventually. Honestly that's one the biggest parts of what's turning me on." Tanner said in an attempt to be comforting, but just furthering Kara's decent into misery laced anxiety. As Tanner started the car and pulled out onto the street, Kara suddenly realized that she had yet to look over any of the specifics of her new reality. Curious she opened her phone and found that the list of names in her contact log had more than tripled. Most of these people she had no knowledge of ever meeting, and many of were women with rather cute pictures attached. Kara inwardly came to the realization that everyone she had ever met or had interactions with had now been dealing solely with her new female persona. She had no way to know anything about her current life, save for any information she could glean from social media. "Babe, you realize that you literally changed everything about my life. I have no way of knowing anything about my friends, my family, or just general information. That's totally messed up, can't we go back to the way things were please?" She found herself pouting with doe eyes at Tanner and having her speech filtered due to compulsions, rather than giving him the angry piece of her mind she had intended. It was extremely frustrating for Kara being "edited" in conversation. "Haha, no. I would never change you back into that little boring loser. Just look at yourself Kara, your one fine piece of ass now and the world is better off for it." Tanner laughed demeaning Kara and any semblance of masculinity she was mentally holding on to. "You're going to just have to adapt and spend some time learning about yourself, and that's the last time I want to hear you bitching about going back to the way things were before I fixed you," stated Tanner matter of factly. Whether meaning to or not Tanner had given Kara a command and, with a rippling of the air she found that she could no longer ask or say anything about changing back into her previous form. "I might have been lame, but I liked who I was! Saying he 'fixed' me is just fucking horrible," she thought. Still resolute about finding some way to best Tanner, Kara resigned herself to waiting for her opportunity and she sank back into her seat defeated. Continuing to scroll through her phone, she found that her social media accounts were way more active than they had been when she was Jeremy. Both her Facebook and Instagram accounts had over 1500 followers, and her Snapchat profile was lighting up with way too many stories for her to go through. Looking through the feeds and posts she realized that she apparently took way too many selfies and photos of herself. This new Kara was someone who went to a lot of parties and events, things that Jeremy never really did. "I guess I got over my whole social outcast hang up," she ironically thought to herself. Kara even had a number of professional modeling photos and by the looks of things worked events occasionally. Realizing that people paid her to stand around to look hot both disgusted and intrigued the redhead at the same time. She was feeling queasy scrolling through a life that she had no recollection of, but was now unavoidable her own. "I'm the kind of girl I used to ogle online, and now I'm the one who is going to be ogled," she whined in thought. Scaring her even more were the videos and photos of her apparently training for dance competitions, and her stomach dropped again when she realized she was on the college cheer team. Lots of photos featured her in skimpy little outfits cheering on the sidelines of football/basketball games. "Can this possibly get any more fucked up? It figures I'm the typical social media junkie now that I'm a hot girl," thought Kara. Making her want to puke were the numerous posts and photos showing Tanner and Kara together as a couple. Things like posing for cute selfies, kissing, swimming in the pool, and at a few different parties dominated her streams. Scrolling through the comments she found numerous likes and posts stating how "cute" or "hot" they looked together. Surprisingly she even saw comments from her family on a lot of the things she posted, which was weird because they had never really cared about what she did as Jeremy. Oddly enough, she found she had quite a lot of emails/texts from her mother covering everything from her well-being to the latest in family gossip. Extremely off put by the revelation that her family apparently liked Kara more and was much more involved in her life, she almost forgot that Tanner was still in the car. Looking over at what she was doing Tanner smiled. "Someone's a lot more popular aren't they, see I told you your better off as a chick and the world seems to agree. I would hate for all of your friends and followers to be disappointed, so I want you to maintain your social media presence in the same vein all of your accounts have been upheld," Tanner ordered. As reality rippled again around Kara, without thinking she limply play slapped Tanner's arm. "Not fair!" she pouted, brushing a loose strand of her hair back femininely behind her ear and adjusting the strap of her bra. As Kara glanced into the mirror to check that her hair was in place and adjust it, her mind had finally caught up to just how girly she had acted. Before she could lose herself in a further existential crisis, Tanner pulled the car off the street and parked in front of the campus dance studio/gym. Realizing that they had arrived and that she would be expected to go out into the world and function as the girl she appeared to be, Kara became more anxious. No matter how hard she wanted to hide her pretty little head in a hole, the compulsions placed on her were compelling her to get out of the car. "I guess it's better to be the one giving some type of input on my life, rather than being robotically forced to all the time. Who knows, maybe I can find a hole in Tanner's orders and escape this nightmare. That moron had to make a mistake somehow," Kara began to rationalize. She figured that she would never find a way out unless she started testing her boundaries, and unfortunately she would have to face being a college coed in earnest to do so. Gathering her bag Kara glanced out the window and noticed a few extremely attractive girls waiting by the doors, waving and signaling at her to hurry up. "Those must be my new friends. I can't believe that he is making me actually hang out with them," she thought. Just as she was reaching for the door to exit the car, Tanner surprised the redhead. Reaching over and enveloping her body in an manly embrace, Tanner leaned in for a kiss. Kara was so taken off guard, she could offer no protest. Kara's shock was purely internal, as her body was completely acting on the compulsions Tanner had placed on it earlier. Very much against her will, she found herself eagerly leaning into the kiss. Completely at the mercy of Tanner's strong masculine touch guiding her delicate chin upwards, their lips met with a fiery passion. Kara definitely was not prepared to be showing these emotions toward another man. Tanner's tongue soon found its way into Kara's soft open mouth, as he probed it for moments that seemed go on way long for the mentally distressed girl. Finally breaking the kiss, Tanner reignited the engine of his car. "I'll see you later beautiful, I hope you enjoy dance practice. Don't forget to hit me up later tonight whenever you're done with the girls, I have a long 'date night' planned for us and I want you to look your best. I cannot wait to try out your rocking body! Our first time is going to be one for the ages." He eagerly laughed. The redhead was still reeling from giving the man sitting next to her a passionate kiss, trying to ignore the unwanted pulsing sensations occurring throughout her body. "Before he was the one kissing me, but I just kissed him even though I didn't want to!" Kara fretted as more of her former masculine identity was chipped away. Compelled to quickly fix her makeup in the car mirror, she about passed out when she heard what Tanner had just said. "No way in hell is this asshole fucking me if I can help it!" she internally screamed and turned to verbally assault her man. "I'm looking forward to that stud! I'll make sure I look extra sexy for you. See you later babe," were the edited words that were forced out of her pretty little mouth. Leaning over to give Tanner one final peck on the cheek she exited the car. Mentally screaming over what she had just done and feeling truly impotent, Kara walked over to where her girlfriends were waiting for her. To add insult to injury, Kara realized that she was sauntering over in a way that sexily exaggerated her ass for Tanner to stare at as he drove away. Bile rose in her throat as she stopped the sexy walk, realizing that at least she had some control over herself. Looking toward the group of the three waiting girls, Kara noticed they were giving her knowing grins and winks over what they had just seen her do with Tanner. "Damn girl you have got it bad, I saw that little wiggle!" a very well-endowed Hispanic girl joked. Instantly Kara had memories of all three of their names, which while unsettling was extremely useful. "Shut up Laura," Kara replied finding the embarrassment and emasculation to be too much as she started to blush cutely. The brunette (Lisa, Kara noted internally) giggled and teased, "Look! You embarrassed her Lor!" The third girl, a very sexy blonde who Kara somehow now knew was named Kate seemed frustrated. "Look if you bitches are done talking about Kara's boy toy, we are late for practice. We can all make fun of her love life later, the game is in two days and we need to be ready," Kate stated matter of factly. All of the girls agreed to get started even if they were still giggling at Kara's expense. Mortified to be discussing her forced romance with a man in front of extremely hot women, Kara moved to enter the gym. Oddly she found it unsettling that talking to her new "friends" was coming rather naturally, even though she was worried about looking like a fool and making a mistake that they would pick up on. Entering the dance studio portion of the gym, Kara hoped the compulsions would help to not embarrass herself too bad, and that she could ultimately find some avenue of escape before meeting up with Tanner again. "I have got to avoid Tanner's stupid 'date night' at all costs!" the beauty resolved. What put her off balance more than anything else in this situation, was being around so many women that she considered to be perfect tens and having no physical reactions to their beauty. Her stomach became queasy realizing that she had had more of a sexual reaction to being forcibly kissed by Tanner, than she did being around these hotties. Instead she found herself accepted into their group without a second thought, as if she had always been one of these perfect tens herself. Being seen as unquestionably as a gorgeous woman and not considered remotely manly, was a thought that terrified the redhead her to her core. The girls all settled in and moved to the front of the dance floor that was already filling up with other girls Kara assumed were her new teammates. "I have never danced before in my life! I never even went to prom! I can't do this," the redhead worried, fidgeting cutely. As Kate moved to start the music and began to lead the routine, Kara realized that the blonde must be the "leader" of the group. Kara then instinctively took a spot next to Laura, as she began to feel like she was about to make a mockery of herself. Surprisingly when the beat of the fast paced rhythmic song hit her body reacted with what Kara assumed were years of ingrained dance training and help from the ring on her fingers compulsion. The beauty surprised herself, by instinctively knowing exactly how to move and gyrate to the music. Kara no longer had to worry as she looked like a natural out on the dance floor, even though she angrily noted that her ass was moving sexily to the music. Unable to stop the compulsion shaking her ass, the beauty resigned herself to just going with the flow for now. Arm movements, spins, turns, formations, and extremely feminine gyrations all came naturally to Kara as she began to lose herself to the workout. As the workout built up and moved on to more complicated routines Kara realized that in spite of herself she found that she was enjoying the exercise. Being able to let loose and get out the days' frustrations was proving good for the subjugated girl, even if it was on the dance floor to incredibly sexy routines. Embarrassed by her line of thinking Kara inwardly chided herself. "I do not like waving my ass around like a slut," she thought with a deep blush. Further pushing her into the pool of all things feminine were the stares she was noticing from the male patrons of the gym. Kara uncomfortably had noticed a lot of lustful stares from the men, who were staring at the display of femininity of the dance floor. Disgustingly many of their stares were looking directly at her own ass, which was encased sexily in form fitting yoga pants. Even though it mortified her to be seen as a piece of meat she couldn't really blame the guys, because she thought that she would be doing exactly the same thing if she still had a dick. Thinking about the missing appendage unconsciously made her even more aware of the moistening vagina now nestled between her legs, causing her to whimper a bit in frustration. She found herself longing to once again feel the familiar member between her legs, rather that the softening mound that made her feel so vulnerable. "I'm never going to get used to this body. Tanner is fucking dead when I figure out how to escape," she strengthened her resolve as she cutely tucked a sweaty strand of her beautiful auburn hair behind her left ear. The redhead renewed her dance practice with resolve, unfortunately more aware than ever each of her movements had on the cute little slit between her legs. Kara also realized for the first time that she was in amazing shape. She found that her new body in addition to being jaw droppingly sexy, was also tight and fit in all the right places. She could now move and stretch in ways she never could as a man, further emphasized by the fact that had to do the splits and stretch her legs over her shoulders. "I probably shouldn't be proud of being able to do the splits." She sighed once again lamenting her lost manhood. Lost in thought Kara failed to notice Laura trying to get her attention, until the sexy little Latina flicked her in the ear. "Ow!" Kara whined as she snapped out of her reverie. "Earth to the ditz, I have like been talking to you for the last minute. Why are you so spacy girl? Did Tanner really fuck your brains out earlier or what?" Laura smirked. Extremely embarrassed to once again be talking like this out in the open Kara quickly improvised. "No, just stressed with school, the game, and getting the routine right. Sorry what were you saying?" Kara felt relief that for the first time out in public her words had not been censored by the stupid ring stuck on her finger. "I was trying to point out to you the hot guys checking us out over by the back wall," Laura explained as she coyly nodded to two very muscular guys, who were obviously appreciating the feminine form on display in the gym. Kara found her alluring green eyes drawn to the men in the corner of the gym. What was left of her extremely fragile male ego could not handle a conversation in which she and an equally hot chick checked out men. The redhead tried her best to deflect the conversation to something less embarrassing, but the ring's compulsion had other ideas. Once again finding her speech patterns influenced the distressed beauty found herself responding. "Yeah the one with the brown hair has a cute butt, he's definitely lickable," Kara said with a wink. Hearing what she had said horrified Kara to no end. "Oh my god! I sound totally gay!" she inwardly thought, even though to everyone outside her mind it was a perfectly natural comment for the hottie to make. "Kara you're so bad!" Laura giggled as the girls continued their routine. Another hour passed and Kara continued practicing with her teammates, trying to forget the comment she had made. Not realizing how intensive a workout this was going to be, and even in great physical shape she found herself becoming exhausted. Kara for the first time in her life was experiencing the sensation of long hair becoming sweaty and sticky, and her girly compulsions were making her fixate on it. Realizing that it was approaching six o'clock by the time Kate ended practice and announced that they were ready for Thursday's game, Kara realized she had wasted all of her time. "Damn it! I lost track of time and am no closer to getting away from Tanner!" Kara chastised herself as she had completely gotten caught up in practicing the dance routine. "Let's hit the showers girls, were like totally disgusting," Lisa stated as they all grabbed their bags and headed for the women's showers. Kara took a moment to register the comment and found herself trying to think of some excuse to avoid the situation. The compulsion however, decided for her and sent her mincing towards the locker room with the other girls. In the showers Kara found herself immersed in female flesh, extremely attractive female flesh. While her brain was telling her that this might be the hottest situation she had ever found herself in, her body was completely unaffected by being around so many nubile young coeds. Kara was shocked when Kate turned to her completely topless, asking her if she wanted to grab a drink with the girls before heading home. In a mental stupor Kara found herself replying without even thinking. "Sorry girl, Tanner is picking me up for date night after this. I really don't want to miss that if you know what I mean." She found herself giggling while answering. "That boy is a keeper, go get some girl," Kate encouraged. Before Kara recovered enough to respond, she found Laura and Lisa crowding around her, who themselves were in various stages of undress. They both then started asking her questions nonchalantly about her sex life, as if this was a regular occurrence between the friends. Their questions embarrassingly focused on things like how big Tanner's cock was, how long he lasts in bed, was he as muscular as he seemed, and the amount/quality of her orgasms. Mortified Kara found herself compelled into answering each question in a way that portrayed Tanner as a tremendous stud to the other girls. "You're so lucky Kara, Damien only cares about himself in bed. I think I've only cum like once in the last month. I really need to find a man like Tanner," Kate offered apparently referring to her own boyfriend. Kara for wanted to just slit her wrists right then and there, after being forced to be so candid about her boyfriend (fuck!). Luckily, she was able to avoid any more gossip as she stepped into the shower. The beauty found that she instinctively knew how to quickly wash and take care of her sexy new form. "I can't believe that girls get so candid with each other so easily, I would be mortified if I ever talked like that with anyone as a man," she reflected. Startling herself she realized that this was the first official shower in her new reality, and it was definitely eye opening as a former male. She found her new soft skin to be extremely sensitive to the touch, with the lightest soaping bound to cause more irritation that she was used to. Somehow she knew just how to wash and care of the long red tresses that now adorned her cute head, soaping them gently and taking care of each individual strand. Getting lost in the moment Kara, was even captivated that the beautiful hair she was washing belonged to her. Making a cute little "humph" noise, she noted that tending to her hair would now take up hours of her day. Internally she would not admit to herself that she was finding a little pride in how beautiful and well maintained her hair was. Moving down her body she spent a lot of time on her breasts, which were something that still made her psychically whimper about having. Still awestruck that the protrusions sprouting from her chest were indeed real, the whimpering girl got a crash course in breast maintenance. "The first time that I am actually getting to second base is with myself," Kara thought sadly as her former male images shattering further. Soaping up her perfectly proportioned tits caused nice little shivers of pleasure to run throughout her spine, and induce her engorged nipples to stand erect. Fighting back an urge to utter a soft moan, realization was dawning on Kara that she was causing unwanted excitement throughout her body. With the intention of finishing up quickly she was unprepared for the shocks of pleasure that dealing with her newly minted pussy would cause her. Reaching down and brushing at the mound with her manicured nails caused more pleasant sensations and a heat to begin building throughout her nether region. The feeling of a vagina in beginning stages of moistening was an alien sensation that the former boy never had any desire to experience. Biting back a cute mewl of pleasure Kara somehow made it out of the shower, toweling off and wrapping one around her girlish waist. Realizing that her anxious compulsion was again focusing on her looks, the beauty thought it best not to fight it surrounded by so many other girls. "I just thought of them as other girls! Fuck!" the redhead chastised herself, vowing to not do so again. Moving toward the mirrors, Kara again began the emasculating task of drying and restyling her pretty hair. Apparently Kara and the girls kept lockers in this gym, because the compulsion showed her where to go to find all of the hair care and beauty projects she would need to become presentable. "It's so completely wrong that I always need to look 'presentable,' Tanner must not have the best view of women." The vixen girlishly complained to herself, as she was forced to pick out her cosmetics. Going into autopilot, Kara did not even bother fighting her body's desire to beautify itself for her man (eww). She knew she had no hope of winning that fight here, at least amongst all the other coeds. Kara realized that she again had influence over just how she would style her hair and do her makeup, as long as they fit into the general restrictions of the command ring. "Why do I care about my looks?" Kara began to question herself, wondering if it was some weird form of Stockholm syndrome. Oddly Kara was beginning to find a weird sense of pride in bringing out her body's beauty. She decided to blow dry and style her luscious locks into a wavy hairdo that fell sexily on either side of her face and down her back. Changing into a spare set of clothes that she apparently kept in her locker, once again offered her a set of sexy lingerie in the thong variety. Hooking the clasp of her bra into place over her breasts caused her voluptuous chest to become generously accentuated, and more pleasing to the eye. "These things sticking out of my chest are so distracting! How do girls get used to this?" simpered the beauty. Next she pulled the thong up over her smoothly shaven legs, as it neatly covered her vaginal mound and found back strip firmly wedged between her sexy cheeks. "Grrr.. Who designed this stupid underwear? There is no reason I want a permanent wedgie all night," Kara continued to whine, still extremely uncomfortable in female clothing. Finding a black and white rose embossed dress gently tucked in the back of her locker, the gorgeous redhead slipped it on over her lingerie. With some difficulty she managed to zip it up, and found that it hugged every curve of her deliciously female body. It even stopped just at the thigh and exposing her shapely smooth legs to all the world. Wearing a dress was a new experience for the girl and further enforced her unwanted femininity. Noticing that the only other footwear in her locker was a pair of sexy black heeled boots, her pretty little eyes about bulged out of her sockets. Slipping the offending footwear onto her dainty feet was a trial in and of itself, as Kara realized she was thankful to thee ring for not letting her fall embarrassingly. The heels did have the added effect of forcing her to mince her steps exaggerating the sexy movements both of her ass and legs. Being extremely restricted movement wise was not something the humiliated girl wanted, realizing it further enforced her vulnerability. "That stupid walk feminine compulsion from earlier," Kara acknowledged rolling her eyes, not realizing how girly an action that really was. Kara wanted nothing more in that moment but to tear off the offending female garments and throw on pants and a tee shirt. She desperately wanted her beautified form to magically revert to her old Jeremy body, and go run back home to her parents. Her new reality however, wouldn't allow her even one manly feeling and Her bastard of a roommate had made sure that she was stuck with her voluptuous female form. Even the ring locked on her slender finger ensured that the new girl would have to deal with the uncomfortable alien sensation of women's clothes, habits, and speech. Feeling completely unmanly and wanting to cry over her desperate situation, the forlorn beauty found she was not even allowed that mercy. Feeling the by now familiar anxiety inducing compulsion, she made her way toward the sink with her cosmetic bad. While she began to apply her makeup in the mirror, the other girls began to funnel out from the showers and change. Not going out on a date immediately after practice, most of the other girls opted for more casual attire. Kara found herself becoming extremely jealous that they were done dressing in half the time, while she was still shaping her eyes with a stupid makeup pencil. "Damn girl you are so fucking sexy! Tanner is going to blow a load the minute he sees you," Lisa joked as she finished dressing, making her goodbyes. Inwardly Kara wanted to cry at the current state of her life. As the rest of the girls left, Kate reminded Kara that she wanted her and Tanner at a party at her house after Thursday's game ended. Kara promised that they would both be there, but hoped with every fiber of her being that she would find a way out of this mess of a life long before then. Applying the final touches to her eyeliner, Kara put her cosmetics bag away in the locker and slung her purse over her shoulder making sure to grab her phone. Dismayed at having to do something as girly as carry a purse, the redhead rationalized that it was for necessity. Compelled earlier to keep up her social media profiles Kara found herself disgusted by the fact that she was taking a sexy selfie in the mirror. Titling the post date night and adding several heart emoji's, she felt that this might have been the girliest thing she had done all day. That was until unwanted flashbacks of sucking Tanner's dick distressed the cute coed, making her let out a quiet groan of despair. She then found herself making the situation worse, by the fact that she tagged Tanner's profile in her picture and added a kissing emoji. "Please somebody shoot me," Kara pleaded, unfortunately no one was listening. The ting of her phone caught her out of her most recent reverie, and looking down she had a text from Tanner. "Outside waiting babe, I can't wait for tonight!" the message read. The message put the fear of god back into the skittish vixen. Looking down her butterflies of embarrassment increased, as she realized that Tanner had also liked and commented on her post, and even referred to her as "beautiful" for all of her followers to see. Dismayed she found no choice except to press on, mentally stealing her fortitude for this horrible encounter. Looking at her reflection in the mirror one last time before she left, Kara was confronted with the fact that she had just made herself look gorgeous for a date with a man who was tormenting her close to insanity. "I cannot believe that the girl in the mirror is me... This is so surreal," she whispered sadly looking deep into her beautiful eyes. If I am not careful this fucking ring could completely erase who I am," she worried. Resolving herself to finding some way to break the magical bindings placed on her, Kara let out a defeated whimper as the compulsion began leading her to the door. The redhead bombshell emerged from the studio compelled to greet her awaiting boyfriend. Many women would be eagerly anticipating date night with a loving man, but for Kara she was walking into pure hell straight on. The only question was, would she be strong enough to survive tonight's events.