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Becoming Sarah – Part 3
The latex maid was doing her best to set up a tray next to a hospital bed, which was covered in restraints. The oriental woman walked me over and told me to lie down, and with her threat of surgery still ringing in my ears I quickly did as I was told. “Apply the gel, I’ll warm up the machine. We do the front first and then the back” she told her maid, who began mixing something in a bowl. “This gel will coat your body, and the machine will kill all of your hairs off. If you cause problems I’ll go old school and get the maid to do it with a razor, but with her restricted vision and movement you may not like the end result”. The gel was cold, and the maid smeared it everywhere from my eyebrows down. As the oriental woman began to run the machine over my skin, I was suprised how painless it was. I actually began to relax, maybe this wouldn’t be as bad as I thought. Before I knew it I was rolled over, and the rest of the hair removed.
My body looked so different with no hair, so much more feminine and girly. The lady told her maid to get us drinks, she said we would have a quick break before we did my nails and gave me some girly hair. She returned with a glass of water and I drank it quickly, then I was taken to a chair where I was sat down for my nails. No sooner was I sat down than I started to feel a bit funny, it felt like I was suddenly drunk. I panicked, I tried to stand up but my legs were like jelly and this caused the woman to laugh while she watched me struggle, my arms not strong enough to lift me out the chair.
“A gentle voice, and a nice painless treatment was all it took to get you under my spell, and now I don’t have to wrestle you to the bed for your surgery! You’ll still get your nails and hair done though, don’t you worry!” she laughed. The maid came to move me to the bed, and as she lifted me I could do nothing but stumble where she lead me and collapse on the bed. The woman appeared over me and started to read a list “full canlı bahis siteleri body hair removal, new bimbo head hair style, barbie nails, and then a few surgery points too. We’ll give you some lip fillers, for those perfect blowjob lips. Some piercings, which we’ll keep secret until you wake up, oh, and how about we give you some tits!?” After that it went dark, and I was asleep.
I blinked awake, my head felt all fuzzy and I was groggy and achey. I began to wake up, and was just thinking about what a crazy dream I’d had. My face ached, and so did a few other areas. I went to touch my mouth to see what was sore, and felt a cuff around my wrist preventing me from moving. I tugged my arms and legs against the restraints, quickly realising it wasn’t a dream at all. As I collapsed back against the bed, I heard the clicking of heels from behind me, I tried my hardest to look but couldn’t turn my neck. Miss Stephanie soon walked in to view, with the asian woman by her side. “I see she’s awake, you’ve done a great job Kim!” Stephanie said. “Thanks, I think she’s going to make a great sissy for you, especially with all these cosmetics now being permanent”
I couldn’t believe it, permanently modified by these women and no idea what’s in store, yet I still felt a twinge of excitement down below. “Why don’t we show you the improvements, you’ve been asleep for quite some time! We have to give it a few days to settle down, but her surgeries heal much faster than usual. One week ago you looked like a man, and now, as you’ll see, you’re a slutty whore” Miss Stephanie emphasising the words slutty whore. I’d been asleep for a week, who knew what else they could’ve done to me!
Miss Stephanie walked over with a mirror, and I was stunned by the reflection. I had perfect pink blowjob lips. My teeth were bright white which made the pink stand out even more. As I gasped, I noticed my tongue was now pierced too. My eyebrows and lashes looked exactly how you would perabet giriş expect a bimbo to look and my makeup was stunning. next I noticed my full head of bleach blonde hair flowing around my face. You could tell it was me, but a VERY feminine me. They had been clever enough to make me look like a sissy, and not a woman.
Turning my attention to the rest of my body I was shown my new nails, pink, and my breasts bulging from my chest. I was shocked to see these mounds sticking out of my chest, not huge, but I was a man with obvious tits. “They’re 34B. More than enough for now, and as your body adjusts, we’ll make them bigger” She laughed. She pulled a metal tube from her pocket, it was shiny pink and she slid her hand to my balls where my attention turned to a new piercing. “You have a couple of piercings down here, which this chastity cage locks to. Saves us forcing a ring over your balls, and this cage will cause a lot more pain if your pathetic clitty tried to get hard. She slipped it over my cock, and the padlock click shut around a ring piercing into my skin. Another piercing screwed into the base, and I was locked in. “Oh, we got you a tattoo!” said Miss Stephanie, and pointed the mirror just above the chastity cage. There, in large pink writing was the words “Sissy Sarah”. Even if I managed to escape all of this, I would never be able to return to a normal life. Makeup permanently on, puffy pink lips, actual tits, and this awful tattoo.
“You’ll find a few more minor changes, but we’ll let you figure that out on your own. Time to get you to your room, you’ve got a busy few days ahead so lets not waste time” Miss Stephanie said, as Kim began to undo the restraints. I struggled to stand, feeling a bit groggy still and my new body felt a bit unbalanced. I’d also lost weight as I’d been asleep, it was clear they’d fed me the minimum needed. Kim handed me some clothing which I was told to put on, this would be my base uniform at all times. I perabet güvenilir mi had some black stockings, garter belt, thong and bra. It felt crazy to have an actual bra on my actual breasts, and only then did I notice the pierced nipples sticking out which were still tender. I was given a pair of black stilettos, which locked to my feet. Once on I was told this will always be worn, unless told otherwise. They called this a base uniform, quite often I’d have other outfits over the top. For now they added cuffs to my wrists and ankles, which were linked with small chains to the collar around my neck.
I walked to the door with Miss Stephanie, she thanked Kim and we left. Walking down the hall she would occasionally tug the leash and smirk as I stumbled to keep my balance. Every so often I’d catch a glimpse of myself and would get such a rush of emotions. I was exactly the bimbo sissy slut I’d wanted to be for so long, but this was no longer a fantasy, it was real. This woman would now control my life, and that was a daunting thought!
We arrived at a room, a door like a prison cell was opened and she led me inside. “This is your room, it will be your home while youre on site. The better behaved you are, and the more you please your clien- er, others, the more you’ll get to make yourself feel more at home.” She unclipped the lead, walked out and as she locked the door she smirked. “You’ll find your chores on the side, you will want to rest tonight because you have a long day tomorrow so you may want to make a start on those”
The room had a bed, pink covers, a makeup table, and a small bathroom with a shower-bath and toilet. It was very basic, and would certainly provide encouragement to behave if it meant making it a bit more comfortable. On the makeup table was a list of “chores” which I read. “1- Prepare outfit for tomorrow. 2- Enema. 3- Shower 4- Clean bathroom. 5- Do hair 6- 25 Deepthroats with dildo 4. 7- Insert bed plug & put on bed lingerie.
I opened the drawer on the makeup table and there was so many different types of makeup, drawer 2 contained mostly sex toys & drawer 3 was bondage equipment. The closet contained my many outfits, I wanted to explore, but decided to get on with my tasks, I will explore later…
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