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SEOUL BOUND 3
I was feeling stressed out. I had been played by two complete strangers
and found myself in the unbelievable position of being dressed as a sexy
female and having already sucked off my best friend, who just seemed to go
along with whatever these sexy Korean women cared to do. He didn't mention
what we had done sexually but it clearly was hanging in the air. Dressed
as I was, I could not talk about it. For now, I was stuck. Hopefully, now
that we had procured a set of small scissors we could get at the meat of
our new issue. Over the years we had our differences but this was a doozy.
This wasn't multiple sleds that had to be slugged home by myself this was
a complicated issue.
Strange as everything was, the more time I spent feminine, the more
comfortable I became. No one seemed to notice me other for what I
presented as and Dan seemed to be bolstered by my eye candy status. Upon
reaching our walkup, the heels were starting to give me a little pain. I
couldn't wait to remove them along with alleviating my trapped status. The
continued pain at certain intervals was becoming extremely annoying.
With our guarded treasure (scissors) I soon freed myself from additional
pain caused by clothes pulling on fresh piercings. The small scissors did
the trick. I was able to remove the strong threads without much damage to
the pretty underthings that was my prison. Only, I soon found out that all
of my piercings were epoxied shut. With the makeup long lasting, believe
me I tried to remove it, and all of these piercings I was stuck for the
foreseeable future. I pretty much was going to be in female garb for the
rest of our adventure. Dan didn't seem to mind.
It's amazing that something so simple rendered me helpless. The trap, for
that is what it must be, was so simple and ingenious that I was rendered
helpless. I was stuck playing out a role that I never would have
considered. Now for the foreseeable future I was going to perform what
some strangers had decided for my future.
I took a shower and carefully washed all of my piercings. This just seemed
a natural thing to do. Since I couldn't remove them, I didn't want to end
up with an infection. You can never be too careful. Then while showering
and gingerly cleaning around my decorative hardware I had a bad thought.
Remember the shower is actually a bathroom with tiles to the ceiling and
contains the commode and sink and clothes washer and dryer both plugged
into 220-volt electric with no particular protection from electrocution. I
looked into the mirror and wondered if those beautiful Korean women were,
well women. If I looked this good even naked as a female why would I be
sure that they were female. It has become a very different world from when
I was a small child.
Exiting the shower/bathroom, having already rinsed out my stockings that
were now hanging in the shower, I could not help but feel that this was an
extremely feminine sight, my stockings drying in the bathroom. This is a
sight that will stick with me. My denuded body adorned with all of these
piercings with full makeup and long hair, now wet and in need of
attention, I felt my existence was already shifting to the other side of
the gender divide. I did not know what to wear.
Dan, at some point had bought me a couple of female outfits. I didn't see
him do it and I have no idea when he accomplished this small feat. But
suddenly I had appropriate clothes that were casual. A white miniskirt
with a revealing knit top and a pair of three-inch heels. The clothes were
simple but looked good and wouldn't bring unwanted attention my way. I was
much more comfortable but I asked Dan for a couple of ibuprofens that I
knew he was in possession of. These piercings were uncomfortable.
We watched some local tv and learned the amazing array of methods for
making noodles. Some of the ancient machines for this were really simple
but totally cool. Becoming bored we needed to head out. My hair was almost
dry and someone had not taken a blow dryer home. I utilized it and was
amazed at the results. It was pretty simple really. Bend over and dry your
hair upside down. Soon you can just stand up quickly and run your hands
through your hair and spray a little hairspray. All set. What took girls
so long sometimes?
Granted, I had the advantage of long-lasting makeup and earrings that I
could not remove, but that could not possibly add up to all of the hours
that I was already kept waiting over the past few years. Dan asked me to
wear the stockings. He said "it completes the image." I relented. When I
went back to wear these foreign items, I enjoyed rolling them up my legs
so much that my Prince Albert called out a note of pain at my cock's
response to the stockings. These items really do feel very good. As I
reentered his presence he smiled widely. I don't know why but I
appreciated his approval.
We were off. As we exited the walk up Seo-yeon and Min-seo approached us.
"How ya doing Joe?" I was shocked. I didn't know how I felt about these
two. And I certainly never expected to see them again. Min-seo said "you
are like Crab King legs; we can't get enough of you." They explained that
they didn't intend to ever come back, but they could not stop thinking
about Joe. If they weren't so sexy, we would have told them something not
very nice. But as it were our libidos took over. We were again in the
company off women with legs that were unparalleled. Truly one of my
weaknesses. Also, Dan explained to me that I had screwed them raw and
there was no doubt about their gender. I believed Dan.
Now we were escorted by two very sexy locals and I made up the third
female. Dan was looking good. He really enjoyed the assumptions that the
general public inferred on him. That lazy bastard will reap the benefit
especially if no work or money is involved. We ended up at some local
haunt that these two enjoyed. We danced, we drank, we drank some more.
There was nothing else to do in this town unless you wanted plastic
surgery or to spend exurbanite amounts of money on the Beverly hills knock
off brands available to rich consumers. I actually have no idea if the
items were fake or not. We were getting a full-blown hangover in the
waiting as these very sexy women plied us with deceptively strong drinks.
Back at the walk up, Dan was tied to the one and only chair. There wasn't
room for two. I again was the center of attention. Totally out of it again
I desperately tried to cling to reality so that I could actually remember
my actions.
As I serviced Min-seo, Seo-yeon added another piercing near my anus. Then
she, having already added epoxy to the ring, clipped my Prince Albert to
my new piercing. This had the effect of holding my penis back and out of
the way effectively giving me a flat front. She then added two more
piercings in my ears. Next, she gave me a tongue piercing. She then
enjoyed my new piercing after having shoved her compadre out of her way
and intended goal.
Min-seo placed a condom on the very ridged cock that Dan possessed and
proceeded to take advantage of his state. He could not help but become
enticed by my further descent into femininity. To see me be brought forth
into his ideal woman was an amazing turn on. He never realized how erotic
such endeavors could be. He never wanted anything outside of the norm, but
seeing the end results of a transformed individual was enticing to say the
least. There was something there that he did not understand. A power of
control that added to his existence. He felt that changes were occurring
in him almost as surly they were in Joe. Min-seo knew what she was doing.
Dan, although didn't last long enjoyed the ride, so did Min-seo.
Somehow these two opened the additional wardrobes that were in the walkup.
They explained that the locks were not very secure. Now I had access to
many outfits that did seem to be my size. We would not have to use our
precious money after all.
My makeup was refreshed, but I was still not with it enough to complain.
After several orgasms between my tongue and Dan's trapped cock. Our guests
left vowing to return shortly. As it turns out shortly meant tomorrow.
Several more days of unfettered sex and I think all involved were getting
tired.
JOHNY WALKER RED was on offer. I consumed probably more than I should
have. These two sexy South Korean women were plying me with this
confection. I was two sheets to the wind in short order. Having donned
their fake phalsas these women pushed their agenda. Again, I was handled
over to Dan for a refresher course. He pounded my ass like no virgin ever
deserved. I felt so sexy, knowing that my vision had induced Dan's desire.
He wasn't gay and only a true female could gain his interest. And boy oh
boy did I have his interest. I must have displayed what looked like the
real McCoy. My interests would be put forth shortly. The only real problem
is, I didn't know truly what my interests were.
It's easy to say what you think you want but we are in new territory. No
one in our circles had ever considered what was transpiring now. I
wondered how many "straight men" would abandon what they thought was real
for what has been presented to Dan and I. The problem is that really, I've
only been alive for eighteen years and there is no common knowledge this
side of the gender gap. We only knew what was acceptable behavior and
clearly, we have gone off this path. These two crazy females have opened
up a pandora's box for us.
Notwithstanding our trip now found a rhythm. Constant visits and sex and
enjoyable ventures into this urban area and I was soon becoming accustomed
to female attire. I was taken advantage of by these two sexy South Korean
sex pots and Dan just as often. My folded back cock saw no action and
remained restrained. My whole existence had shifted to presenting the best
feminine presentation possible and acting out that role. In short, I
became a sexy desired female. I'm not sure why but here we are. Again, Dan
was not complaining. I was doing all the work. And he just showed up and
took advantage of whatever was on offer. Dan had assumed his usual role.
Our trip was coming to an end and the owners of the walkup demanded an
audience with us. Per the agreement a camera was to be turned on two days
before our departure. They were disturbed by what they claimed was blood
stains on the bedding. Well I was pierced and yes some of my blood had
left stains. They wanted a personal inspection on site and would produce
an exit agreement that need to be notarized upon agreement.
They arrived and already had an agreement typed up. They beckoned us to
follow them to a local notary. As we stated before everything was within
walking distance. What they demanded was an extra eighty dollars and a
signed agreement to attribute the damage to us their renters. No big deal.
We handed over the asked for compensation and signed without reading the
silly document. No harm no foul.
CHAPTER 5
Having got the legalese out of the way, Dan and I ventured forth to one of
our favorite working man's establishments. The food was good and the ever-
present scissors were available. The kale soup was very good and the
plethora of fermented side dishes complimented the main course divinely.
Then a strange thing happened, the proprietor of this establishment
announced " Jodon", our money was no longer any good at this
establishment. We believed that "Jodon' was a local saying that they liked
these Americans and lunch was on the house. The South Koreans as we
understood sought to emulate the west. Honestly, they didn't actually like
us but did like our way of life. It was a strange occurrence, not being
actually liked but being in the position of a culture wanting to emulate
you is a strange prejudice. Pictures were taken and our meal was presented
to us in a formal way. An employee had returned with an eight by eleven
glossy print of Dan and I. We were asked to sign it and up on the wall it
was hung. "Jodon" was a strange thing.
This strange phenomenon kept happening, we felt like stars of sorts.
Treated like pseudo celebrities almost everywhere we went. The extra
attention was worrisome for me, but the free aspect played very well into
our situation. Our trip was coming to an end and we both lamented that we
had not had this treatment until we were about to depart. The other
concern was my piercings and semi-permanent makeup was not any where near
to fading. What was I going to do? How could I travel back to the States?
These Korean women were evil.
Our two benefactors and guides wished to talk to us before we left the
country. Said they had a business offer for us. Seo-yeon didn't beat
around the bush, she informed us that we were so very popular as reality
stars. What?
Apparently, our walkup was bugged and had cameras everywhere. My
transformation and sexual escapades were public knowledge. We could sue.
Well as it turns out we signed all of our right over to the owners of the
walkup. Seo-yeon and Min-seo owned the place we were staying. We were both
flabbergasted and angry, then they showed us the financials. Neither of us
had ever seen such numbers. And neither of us had a path other than what
was thrown at us to such substantial earnings. We needed to talk.
Dan was all for this arrangement even though I would earn a substantial
sight more than him. As I have already informed all of you, he is very
lazy. Getting drunk and having unprotected sex with his former best friend
turned sexual conquest was very appealing to him. I wasn't so sure. The
numbers were astronomical and I did not know that whatever path in life I
took could I earn this kind of sawbuck. I really enjoyed the clothes at
this point. And the sex had become second nature. We could stay
indefinitely and earn an income that I never knew was possible. I was in.
My family, not only did not have money, they obviously didn't care for me.
So, being disconnected from any roots, I did not see the disadvantage of
being something that I considered myself not to be. As Dan pointed out we
would never have this opportunity to earn this much no matter what course
in life we tried. Military, construction or drug lord the figures didn't
lie, we could be rich by our standards for just playing along. This fit
very well into Dan's existence.
Our benefactors brought me down to the plastic surgery area. A jaw shave
with cheek implants and nose job was scheduled immediately. So very
strange, you could walk into a store front in Seoul and be scheduled for
major plastic surgery immediately. In the states you would probably wait
until the plastic surgeon didn't even remember your consultation. But
here, a little consultation and I was whisked off to an operating room.
There was no time to contemplate what had just transpired or to change
your mind.
I woke up with a start, bandages galore engulfed my face. I now was the
proud owner of a former male face, such as it was, transformed into the
most female version of myself. My jaw line had been reduced; my eyes
somehow had been enlarged, my nose reduced by two, cheek implants
installed, my hair line brought into one even line across my forehead and
my eyebrows lifted to an extreme expanse. Somehow my lips now were fuller
and closer to the tip of my nose. Even with all of these bandages I could
tell that major changes had transpired.
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