Summer Transformation Part 2

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Summer Transformation Part 2I drove home in shock, my mind racing. I was about to go into the middle of no where with a man that I only just met and be his employee for an entire summer! On top of that, I had just sucked his cock! As I drove home I couldn’t get the image of him using my mouth out of my head.I pulled into my parking lot and made my way up to my apartment. I went straight to my computer and checked my email – he had already sent a message! It read:Hey Slut – you have two options… I’m leaving the choice to you.Option one: you can remove all of the hair on your body, and start practicing with the small dildo, and I’ll see you on Monday.Option two: open the attachment, and follow the directions. I will warn you again. This way is Not For the Faint of Heart. But by how tonight went, and how happy you were whenever I called you anything to do with a girl I feel that you’ll enjoy this option even more. I am so looking forward to taking your virgin ass pussy. Never taken by a man? You have no idea how convenient that is for us.Yes, Daddy noticed. Make the right choice.He sure liked the fact that I was a virgin to men. But it wasn’t just men. I don’t know why I lied to him about being with a couple girls… embarrassment I guess. I thought about option one for half of a second, and then picked the second option. Obviously. Opening the attachment, I saw video link after video link after video link. Opening the 1st, I heard a voice. His voice. “I am glad you chose this option, for I am about to offer you the adventure of what I hope to be your deepest, darkest, and kinkiest fantasies. What I am offering you, is the sexual liberation that you yearn for. From the start of us emailing, to the moment you walked into my home, I knew I was going to own you. What you don’t know about me is that I am a scientist. A very, very good scientist. Recently, I created the d**g Hung. You know it. Everyone knows it. A pill that actually increases the size of your cock. You saw Daddy’s meat. You loved Daddy’s meat. I also have created something new. Something batman escort that works. Something amazing. If you’re interested, check the next video out.”Instantly I clicked on the second link. Again he spoke; “I knew you’d check out this one too slut. Watch the screen, listen to my voice… I’m going to set you into a relaxed mind state.” I watched, as porn came on. Porn of older men fucking younger boys. Faintly I could hear whispering. The porn switched then switched to older men fucking younger cross dressers, to finally fucking younger girls.An hour or so later that video ended. Automatically I opened the third link. Completely relaxed, completely on autopilot, barely recognizing the whisper I saw a questiomnaire. I started to fill out the form, answering question after question, relaxing further and further into a trance, drifting out of consciousness.Hours later I awoke in my bed. My head hurt and it was dark outside. I opened my phone – to find no callers. I looked at the date… It was Sunday night! How long had I been out?? Confused, and quite nervously I ran my hand through my hair… wait a minute. Something felt different! My hair was longer. Way longer. I touched my face, it felt softer than ever. I went to roll over, and felt them shift. I slowly put my hand to my chest, and felt breasts. Huge breasts. Jumped off the bed and ran to the bathroom mirror. Looking back at myself was a wavy red haired, extremely busty, voluptuous young girl. I quickly noticed that she had the same skin tone, hair colour, blue eyes like I did, but brighter. Sexier. I looked down the mirror, and that is when I noticed it. My penis… it was gone. In its place was a delicate slit. I continued to look into the mirror, in complete shock. I noticed my laptop on the bed and ran back to it, noticing that I had to climb a bit to get into bed… Was I shorter too?I opened my laptop and saw that I had watched the rest of the attachments. I started reviewing the questionnaire, gasping at my answers. I had the admitted to bingöl escort the deepest, darkest fantasies, and all of the things that I had never told anyone. Hundreds of questions that gauged my interest in all kinks, levels of experience. I saw that I honestly answered everything in levels of experience, because they were almost all ranked 0 out of 5. I then looked on and saw that I had clicked very interest in almost all of the kinks. The end of the email showed written answers, where I had to state what my perfect girl looked like, and 3 secrets that no one had ever known. Listed, it said:Perfect girl: Tiny, with huge perfect breasts, a small waist, and a nice round bottom. Beautiful, looks like an angel.1. When I was younger I used to go on chat rooms and pretend to be a girl and tease older men. 2. I have dressed up in my sisters clothes before.3. When I sucked your cock tonight Daddy I’ve never been happier.Wow. I couldn’t believe that I had admitted those things! I looked in the mirror. I did look like an angel.I checked the outbox and saw that I had indeed sent it to my future employer. My Daddy. I also saw that I had send him another email, I opened it and saw that I had also sent him my address. My mouth became dry, and I looked to the bedside table. Beside the glass of water, was a pill bottle. An empty pill bottle. I took a drink, and opened the next attachment.Again, I heard his voice. “Send me your questionnaire, and your address. And keep watching until I tell you to stop.” I started to watch the links, and again saw porn. All different types of porn. I felt myself start to get wet but, fast forwarded through the porn until I reached the last attachment. Upon opening the attachment, I heard him say “Check your email again. And the front door.” I backed to my inbox and read the new email from him, noticing that it had already been viewed.In it, it read: I have made some special designer pills for you. All I needed was the saliva from your wine glass. The last two times – the only two times I tried bitlis escort this on my employees I removed them from the trance I have on you, and let them freely choose how many pills they wanted. The first took 6, the 2nd took 10. But you were different. You have an interesting gene mutation. Many people have it. It’s easily identifiable by those with red hair. The last two employees both were brunettes. When I went to make the designer d**g for you something happened to the d**g. Something exciting. Your DNA began to change at a far faster rate, and it seemed like it was fully pliable. I don’t know what this means yet, but I WILL figure it out!I am not going to remove the trance, for your responses were too perfect. You were completely honest – you had to be as you were completely hypnotized – and I have never had a more suitable candidate. I couldn’t risk you saying no. So… I’d like you to take 2 pill every 2 hours, while you play the music file I sent you. When it ends on Sunday night, I want you to wake up from this daze, and sort as many of the cob webs out as possible.See you on Monday at 6AM. Do not contact me Sunday night. Finally, I changed my mind. You are not to use any of the dildos Do not masterbate. I want to be there when your ass pussy gets penetrated for the first time. Or else.And just think… breasts are just around the corner for you! Daddy.Breasts were just around the corner? I look down at my chest and grab what seems to be flesh mountains. Wow are they ever big. I go back to the bathroom and step on the scale. I was never a heavy guy, but I am now only 112lbs. I run to the kitchen and grab a tape measurer. I’m only 4’11”! I measure my chest, my waist, and my hips, and after checking online I find out that I am a 38GG-25-36. Breasts around the corner? I look like a full fledged girl! I reach down to feel my new vagina, but dare not linger. Daddy said no masterbating, so I don’t.I realize that I am starving. I go to the fridge, and find myself making a salad. That’s weird. I never eat salad. I know I have a big day tomorrow. I know that I should be upset with Daddy. I feel like my male self mentally, and know that I should be angry. I decide that I am angry. How could he not give me any say in this change?? Is it permenant? I cry myself to sleep, unsure as to what I will do tomorrow.To be continued…

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