All The Way

by Jennifer White

 

Madison threw her head back in laughter, and the long blonde tresses of hair flew in response. She shifted forwards, and Hal could see the jiggle under her thin sheer blouse. He had been dating her for months, and more than anything, he had been trying to get under her blouse, and feel her generous breasts with his hands. He wanted to get into her pants, and jump her bones.

They had started with a few casual dates, getting to know each other. Bit by bit, they drew closer, and by now, they would often sleep together at his place, or at hers. They had even shared a bed together a few times, but Madison always kept an oversized T-shirt on, so Hal didn't even get a good look at her, let alone a chance to touch 'them'.

But he had a feeling that tonight was the night. Every time they made out, they went further and further. He couldn't stand it anymore, so tonight he pulled out all the stops. He took her out to a very expensive French restaurant. He bought her a gift; a beautiful diamond tennis bracelet. He wore a new flashy outfit he had just bought. He lavished his attention on her to no end.

And all seemed to be working. Madison was responding perfectly to each of his moves. Tonight *had* to be the night! He couldn't stand waiting any longer for her! She was so hot, so perfect, everything he had always dreamed of in a woman. She was wearing a white frilly skirt today, with a red cami top, and a matching sweater jacket that she left unbuttoned as they sat out in the cool air of the evening. The high heel shoes on her feet were driving him crazy too.

 

After the polished off the last of the wine, and shared a decadent chocolate soufflé for desert, they took a walk, hand in hand, window shopping. Hal could feel the diamonds from her bracelet rub against his wrist from time to time. She sure lit up when he gave the bracelet to her! It cost quite a bit, but it would be worth it, if it did the trick, and got him into her bed.

They drove back to her place, and after talking for a while on the couch, sharing another glass of wine, they started hugging and kissing. One thing led to another, and soon, much to Hal's delight, Madison stood up, and took his hand. She pulled him, and he followed her. He loved how she looked back at him, over her shoulder, and winked. His eyes were glued to her rear under her skirt, as it moved from side to side. He couldn't wait to get it off of her, so he could see what was underneath, and touch it with his hands.

Into the bedroom they went. Madison shut the door. She turned on the dimmer, with the lights at just a soft glow. She turned on the stereo, with her favorite dance music, at a low volume. Hal smiled. They *were* going to go all the way tonight.

 

Madison put her hands on his chest as they stood there kissing. She rubber her leg up against him, and he could feel her starting to unbutton his dress shirt. She kneeled down to undo his belt, and unzip his fly. Soon, his pants were down around his ankles, and he was pulling his shirt off.

Madison smiled, as she stepped out of her skirt, leaving it lying carelessly on the floor. Now she was out of her blouse. She turned her back to Hal, wearing only her bra and panties.

"Undo me" she said.

He fumbled with the bra, trying to get those stupid little hooks undone. Why did they make it so hard to do? But finally, he was successful, and he let the bra drop to the floor. As he had been struggling to get it off of her, Madison had removed her panties. She was now completely undressed. Hal gasped as she leaned over to pull off his boxers, and then his sox. He gasped, because when she leaned over, he could see the gap between her naked breasts, which looked so big just hanging there!

Her body was so sweet, so perfect. Her skin was so soft, her hair so long and full, her face so delicate and pretty. She stood right next to him, and pressed into him. His hands started to explore her body, as hers started to touch him all over.

After touching and kissing each other for some time, they made their way to her bed. Madison threw off the quilt covering the bed, and they laid on the satin sheets as they continued to explore each other's bodies for the first time. At long last, she laid her head on her pillow, and spread her legs wide open for him.

Hal didn't need to be asked twice. He quickly moved to mount her. He let out a low moaning sound as he slipped himself into her wet pussy. It felt so good to enter her, to feel himself engulfed by her, to finally be there in between her legs, where he had longed to be since the moment he had laid eyes on her. His back was arched, with his head thrown back in pleasure. As his eyes involuntarily closed for a moment, he felt something cold touch him on the cheek.

Hal looked up to see that Madison had something in her hand. He had seen her reach under the pillow for something, but he had been too overwhelmed with his pleasure to pay any mind to it. Now he saw what she was holding. It was a very realistic dildo, shaped exactly like a man's anatomy. It had veins and everything. And she was touching his face with it!

Of course, Hal was immediately revolted. He was trying to enjoy making love with a beautiful woman. He did *not* want to be touched by that *thing*.

"Please stop that" he said. "It really turns me off."

"But this is what really turns *me* on" replied Madison. "If you don't like it, you can just get off of me."

 

Now it was quite a terrible dilemma for Hal; get his face touched with a realistic dildo, or stop having sex with the perfect angle he had been after for months. He was so ready to come now, he couldn't imagine pulling out and stopping. So he did the only thing he could: he continued to slide himself in and out of her, and let her touch him with the *thing*.

Madison smiled when she saw that he was willing to continue. She writhed, moaned, and made a big show of things, which drove Hal absolutely crazy. Nothing turns a man on more, that to think that he has made a woman that beautiful feel the true pleasure of an orgasm.

Of course, he soon came himself, unable to hold it back anymore. He had to admit, it was the best orgasm that he could ever remember having. She was so hot, so perfect! After all that time chasing her, this moment made it all worth it.

Madison put her toy away, and they cuddled each other, falling asleep together on the bed.

 

* * *

 

Two days later, Hal picked up Madison to go out to see a movie. They ate popcorn, drank a soda, and laughed at the silly comedy. Afterwards, they took a nice walk together under the stars. Then it was back to her place. Much to Hal's delight, they were soon in the bedroom again, undressing. He watched as she pulled herself out of her tight hip-hugger jeans, by moving her hips side to side. That drove him crazy, as did the way her boobs bounced as she made the quick sideways movements.

Soon, they were in bed again together. Madison started by going down on him, to get him completely aroused, as well as making him moist, so he would slip into her easier. Hal mounted her, and she let out a moan.

"Oh baby, you're so big!" she said.

Hal smiled. A man wants to feel like he's so big that it is almost painful for his woman to take him all in. He felt so macho, so big, so much on top of the world.

 

But then she pulled *it* out again. Her toy. Her dildo.

"Open up, sweetie" she said, as she pushed it against his lips.

"But..." he started.

"I put my mouth around you. Now you can do this for me. Or we can stop right now, you can go home, and we'll never make love again."

Hal relented. He relaxed his jaw, and let her push it into his mouth. As he thrust in and out of her, she thrust it into and out of his mouth. He *really* hated how it felt to see that! It was interfering with his view of her. It was such a turn-off, that he felt like he was going to lose his erection. But maybe that was it. She was trying to prolong the experience, by toning down his arousal. That wasn't too bad of a thing he decided. If it made having sex with her last longer, than it wasn't all bad, right?

Madison made a move, and the couple rolled over so that she was now on top of him.

"Take it" she said, putting his hand on the dildo. "Use your own hands to thrust it in and out."

Hal reluctantly took it from her, and did as she asked. As he thrust it in and out, Madison responded by pinching his nipples. What a feeling of delight that caused! His body shook with pleasure as she tweaked him. He had a much better view of her, now that she was on top. Her boobs jiggled as she moved up and down on him.

"Harder baby!" she said. "Thrust it harder!"

He did as she asked, and as their pace built, he went faster with his hands.

"Yes!!!" screamed Madison. "Oh yes!!!!!!"

Hal came so hard! She collapsed on top of him, and he had to take the 'toy' out of his mouth, so he could breath better. He was panting, as was she. It had been the best sex that he could ever remember having.

 

* * *

 

Over the next few weeks, every time that Hal went out on a date with Madison, they ended up making love. And each time, they used her toy. He set things up so they would do it at his place for a change, hoping it would get him out of having to suck on the *thing*. But no such luck. She brought it in her purse.

Hal considered ending it all, because it was just too weird for her to be doing this to him. But how could he break up with someone that looked as sexy as she did? Someone that was willing to lay down for him every time they saw each other? Someone that knew how to make him come so hard?

So while it was disgusting to him what she liked, he was willing to go along with it. He was willing to overlook her oddity, because of all the benefits he got. What man wouldn't like to be seen walking down the street, with a blonde '10' on his arm? All of his friends were completely jealous of her. She looked like she could be a model, or a movie star. And she was all his.

Hal decided he was a really lucky guy.

 

* * *

 

By now, it was past just dating. Every day, Hal would be with Madison. Some days, he stayed at her place. Some days she stayed at his. And every night, they made love together. It was heaven for Hal, a knockout blonde who loved to be in the sack with him. There was only this problem with how she wanted to use her toy with him in bed. And now, she had made him use it on himself.

The next day when they went to Hal's place after work, Madison had a present for Hal. It was all wrapped up with pretty silver paper and a fancy bow. Hal smiled. A present for him? She had loved the diamond bracelet. Maybe she had bought him a watch or something, although the box seemed too big for that.

With eager anticipation, he removed the bow from the box, then tore into the paper. Once that was removed, he opened the top of the red box to see what was inside. He parted the white tissue paper, and just stared when he saw what she had bought him. It was a dildo.

"Um...." he started to say.

"I bought you one for yourself" said Madison. "Now I don't have to bring mine with me when I stay here with you my love. Now you have your own you can use when we go to bed."

She giggled and leaned over to kiss him. With her mouth over his (and her tongue starting to explore the inside of his mouth!), he couldn't say anything in protest. And with her using her hands to tear off his shirt, he immediately became aroused. It was just a few minutes later that they were on the floor naked, with her getting ready to mount him on top. But before she let him into her wet inviting slit, she took the new dildo in her hand, and held it out for him.

"You know what to do with it" she said.

"Do I have to?" he said.

"Yes, you do" she replied. "Now take *your* toy, and go to work with it. I want to see a look of enjoyment on your face. You've got to make me believe that you're really into it. Or you won't get into me."

Hal thought it was so unfair! Here he was, completely aroused, *so* ready to feel himself penetrate into her. And she was making him suck on his new toy. Reluctantly, he opened his mouth and slid it in. It was very realistic looking, just like *her* toy. But it was at least a size bigger too.

"That's it" she said encouragingly. "In and out. Act like you're into it! Enjoy your new toy, my love."

Hal pretended that he liked it. He closed his eyes for a moment, as if out of great pleasure. At that moment, she moved to start his fully aroused manhood into her. That made Hal get a look of true pleasure on his face, which caused her to let more of him into her. Being on top, she could precisely control it.

Soon, Hal was ramming his new toy into and out of his mouth with abandon, as she pushed herself closer to him, then pulled back. His eyes were bugging out of his head as she bounced on him, making her breasts jiggle oh-so nicely for him. It wasn't long before he came. And shortly after, so did she.

 

"Now remember my love" she said after she rolled off of him, "The dick you're holding in your hands is *yours*. You need to care for it properly. There is a little booklet in the box that tells you how to clean it, how to dry, and how to care for it. You're going to need it whenever I come over, so I just *know* that you'll take proper care of it."

Hal was too buzzed from his post-lovemaking high to say anything in protest. Madison really knew how to make him come hard, and he was addicted to being with her by now. Especially in bed.

 

* * *

 

A few weeks passed by, and it was all the same. Sometimes they'd make love twice in one day, if they had time. But always, Madison made him suck on a dildo, and made him act like he was enjoying it. But it was something private they did in bed. He could live with her having this one single kinky fetish. He loved her so much, that he could overlook it.

And so, one day he told her that he had to work overtime at the office. But in reality, he was out shopping for diamonds. And a week later, when the ring was back from the jewelers, he took her out to the same fancy French restaurant where they had gone the night that they first made love. He picked her up, bringing a dozen red roses.

They rode in his car, which Madison noted was freshly washed, inside and out. Hal was wearing a very nice outfit. In fact, she had picked it out for him when they had been shopping together. Madison liked it that he was willing to let her pick out clothes for him. He told her that he never had a strong fashion sense, but her sense of style was wonderful. This would come in useful later she decided.

 

After they ate desert together, Hal and Madison took a long walk. Under the moon and stars, in the middle of the park, Hal told her he needed to rest. He chose a bench by the water fountain. After Madison sat down, he did something unexpected: he got down on one knee, and pulled a small box out from the inside pocket of his jacket.

"Madison, I am sure in my heart that you are the one" he said. "I love you with all my heart. I want to be with you forever, and only you. Will you marry me?"

"Oh Hal" she said, tears of joy wetting her eyes, "I love you too. Of course I'll marry you!"

He slipped the ring on her finger, then stood up so they could kiss. Madison admired the sparkly gem on her finger under the streetlight. Her heart leapt. She couldn't wait to tell her mother and her sisters that she had a man completely hooked.

 

They went back to Madison's apartment, at her request. Hal was ready for some *really* hot sex. He decided that since she had accepted his ring, maybe this time he could tell her what to do. Maybe this once, they'd have normal sex. But it didn't quite turn out that way.

After the usual kissing, hugging, and undressing, Hal was ready to jump into the sack as usual. But Madison had other ideas.

"Close your eyes, love" she said. "I have a surprise for you. Stay right there. I'll be back in a jiffy."

Hal stood there, with his eyes closed, wondering what was going on. He heard the sound of running water, so he knew she was in her bathroom. But what could she be doing?

"Get down on your knees" she called out. "This is going to be really cool."

Hal shrugged his shoulders, and got on his knees, waiting for her. It was easier than standing with his eyes closed. That made him feel like he was teetering, and about to fall over. It was a lot easier to wait on his knees. Then he heard footsteps. She came around in front of him.

"Open your eyes love" she said.

Hal opened his eyes. It took a few seconds for his eyes to adjust to the light. Madison was there, standing in front of him. She was naked, wearing nothing, except for one item. A series of black leather straps were around her waist and legs. They all connected to a flat piece of plastic, that covered the slit of her pussy. And from that piece of plastic, there was something poking out. A fourteen inch long dildo. She was wearing a strap-on!

"You know what to do with it" she said, moving closer, so that it was almost touching his lips.

He could feel a warmth coming from it. She must have filled it with hot water, so it wouldn't be cold like his dild.

"There is a piece of it that goes up inside me" she said. "So when you move it, you'll stimulate me. Come on now baby, wrap your mouth around me. Suck me. Do it hard, so I can feel it. You've done this a million times before. Take me in baby. Open wide, and do me."

Hal was in total shock. This was not what he was expecting! To see his sweet Madison standing there, with what looked like a penis poking out from her was so intimidating! He was frozen for a moment, not knowing what to do. But with her constant urging to him, he finally opened his mouth, and let her slide it into him. It was much bigger and much longer than what he was used to. His mouth felt completely full!

Madison rocked her hips back and forth, thrusting it into and out of his mouth.

"Put your hands on my butt" she said. "Hold onto me."

Hal did it, as she continued to thrust.

"Don't close your eyes love! Keep them open so you can watch what I'm doing!"

 

Only after she spent ten minutes going at him with the strap-on, did Madison finally take it off. She made Hal touch himself all over his face with it, as she got on the bed.

"Now go down on me" she said.

Hal was so eager to get away from that *thing* that he gladly jumped on the bed, and put his tongue between her legs, in her special spot. She gave him gentle instructions, telling him what to do, and how to do it. He had no idea that he was being *trained*, and that in the near future, he would be doing this to her every day.

 

* * *

 

Much to Hal's chagrin, the strap-on became a regular part of their routine together. But after enough times with it, he got used to it too, and it really wasn't that much worse that using a dildo, except that it felt so alarming to see it poking out from between Madison's legs! Like it or not, he got used to it.

But then one day, after he had sucked on it for Madison, she told him to turn towards the bed, and lean over.

"Why?" he said.

"You'll see" she replied in a teasing voice.

Hal leaned over for her.

"Move your legs wider apart" she said, giving a gentle kick to his ankles, making his legs spread out wider.

Hal felt alarm bells going off in his head as she moved up behind him, and started to touch him in the butt with the moist tip of the strap-on.

"No" he said. "Please don't do this!"

"It is necessary dear" replied Madison. "Trust me. I'll be gentle. It won't hurt at all."

He could feel it start to poke into him, penetrating a place where he had never been touched. Madison *was* very gentle, as she eased it in. It felt warm, from the hot water inside. It was partly inside him now, and he could feel her start to gently thrust her hips, making it slide in and out. Hal felt totally humiliated, and so weak at that moment. It was like a pin had just let all of the air out of his machismo, and he now felt totally helpless.

Madison reached around him, and started to fondle his nipples as she gently rocked back and forth. As much as he didn't want to feel aroused from what she was doing, he could not help it. He could feel her boobs rubbing against his back. He could feel her kisses on his neck. He could feel her thrusting in and out, as she rubbed and pinched his nipples.

"There's a condom on the bed there" said Madison. "Put in on yourself, my love."

They had never used one before. It was so strange to ask him to do this! But Hal felt so weak, that he couldn't even argue with her command. He took it, and slipped it on. He was fully aroused, and it went on easily.

"Now start to stroke yourself" said Madison. "You know that you are mine now. You know that you belong completely to me. I love you with all my heart, and I will do everything I can to bring you total happiness and joy. All you have to do is submit to me. Tell me that you are completely mine, and that you would do anything for me."

"I am completely yours" said Hal, as he started to cry. "I would do anything for you."

"Feel my love" said Madison, as she thrust harder. "Feel how much I care for you. You *are* mine now."

It was like she hit a special spot inside him, and with no control over it, Hal came really hard. Madison was repeating over and over that he belonged to her now, that he was completely hers. He was too busy enjoying his massive orgasm to do anything but let her keep going.

 

When Madison pulled out, she told Hal to go clean up the strap-on, take off his condom, and clean himself up. When he returned, she was laying on the bed.

"Go down on me" she ordered.

Immediately, he did as she asked. She kept giving him hints of what he was to do. She was still training him.

"Now you can get on top of me, and penetrate me" she said.

Hal got on the bed, but he could not get himself aroused physically. As much as he wanted to get inside her, he just could not get hard again.

"It's too soon" he said. "I can't get it up."

"Then you'll have to use the strap-on" she said. "I need to feel a dick inside of me. If it can't be yours, then we'll use that one. Now go. Put it on. Do me baby. I'm waiting for you."

 

Hal was on top of her now, thrusting in and out. It should have been the ultimate pleasure for a man. But now, it had all been twisted. He couldn't get hard, so he was wearing a strap-on, which made him feel utterly humiliated. It seemed so big compared to his real anatomy. And Madison was reacting to it by screaming, and going wild, way more than she did when *he* was inside her. She was really enjoying this! That made him feel smaller yet.

When she had enough, she told him to lay down beside her. She stroked the strap-on, as he lay there crying.

"There, there, my love" she said. "You are mine now. Everything will be all right."

 

* * *

 

Hal couldn't even consider leaving her now. Who else would have him? He didn't even feel like a man anymore. And every single day, she would make him come, again and again. Sometimes she used the strap-on to penetrate him. Sometimes he was able to penetrate her. Sometimes she went down on him. But there was always one thing: she always added something to it.

The first time they made love after the first time Hal was penetrated, when Madison took her bra off, she told Hal that she wanted *him* to wear it. She allowed him to penetrate into her that time, with her on top of course. And from then on, he wasn't allowed into her, unless he wore a bra.

The next time, he had to wear her panties as well, so that she could strip him out of them before they made love. And from then on, there was no activity for him at all in the bedroom, unless he first put on a pair of panties. Soon, there was a growing collection of women's clothes that Hal had to dress up in, so that Madison could strip him, and make love to him

One day, she surprised him with a gift. This time, it was a pair of realistic looking breast forms. They looked like a pair of real boobs, and he had to put them into his bra from then on. Madison would make him leave them in the whole time they made love. How alarming it felt for Hal to see 'boobs' popping out of his bra!

The first time that he had to dress up in full, including pantyhose, a blouse, a skirt, high heel shoes and a wig in addition to his usual bra, panties and breast forms, he felt utterly humiliated as he looked in the mirror. He felt like Madison was trying to turn him into a woman. But the further he dressed up to fulfill her fantasy, the more voracious she became. He was now having hot sex with her so often that it was almost too much for even him!

 

"I want you to do something for me, love" said Madison.

"What?" replied Hal, scared to find what her next request would be.

"I have this fantasy. You know how much you turn me on when you dress up for me. But we only do that in the bedroom. What I want for you to do, is to dress yourself up in your pretty outfit when you get home from work. You'll spend the whole evening with me like that, as we eat dinner, wash up, watch TV, or whatever. Seeing you like that all night will be *such* a turn-on for me. Then when we do go to the bedroom, it will be just that much more special. Please, will you do this for me?"

Hal couldn't refuse her requests. He found that a refusal meant he'd get cut off in the bedroom. And he couldn't let that happen. Now that things had changed so much with their relationship, the sex was all that he lived for. It was all that mattered. He was too ashamed to hang out with his friends anymore. He really *had* become all hers.

"Okay, I'll do it" he said.

"Oh, and one more thing. From now on when you're dressed up, you are no longer 'Hal'. You are my girlfriend Rachel. As soon as you put on your panties, your name is Rachel. You'll be her all night tomorrow, and you'll see just how much pleasure you'll get in bed for doing this."

"Okay" he whimpered. Madison would get what she wanted from him. She always did.

 

* * *

 

Hal wondered how he had gotten himself into this mess. Here he was, sitting on the couch with his fiancee, watching a movie. But he was dressed up as a woman. And she was calling him 'Rachel', treating him as if he were her girlfriend. She was telling him how to stand, how to do *everything*, in the manner of a woman. He was sitting with his legs crossed, trying to giggle like she was showing him.

"Aw Rachel, you're such a silly girl!" said Madison.

As Hal reflected on what had been happening to him, he never realized how much training Madison had done to him. By now, as soon as he touched a piece of women's clothes, he got aroused. Each time he had dressed up, it had led to *intense* lovemaking. And so now his body reacted automatically. And he found himself unable to say no to her requests, because of the huge reward he'd get for doing as she wanted.

At first, it had also been really humiliating to wear a bra, or to look down and see his chest popping out of his shirt, because of the breast forms he was wearing. But now he was getting *used* to them, and it wasn't quite as scary anymore. In his mind, he kept telling himself that it wasn't that bad. If he could just get through the next few hours, he'd have his reward.

It had been difficult to go around 'being' a girl in the bedroom. But this was much harder now, to keep it going for this long. But Madison was very encouraging, and was trying her hardest to get him to have *fun*. Before the evening was up, Hal had almost forgotten his plight, and finally relaxed.

When they finally went to the bedroom together, he realized that the whole evening had been one enormous act of foreplay. There was so much sexual tension, that it topped any of their lovemaking sessions yet. They had reached a new high, and it was just as addicting as before.

 

* * *

 

The wedding was drawing closer. Madison had forbade Hal from having a bachelor party, but she was planning on having a bachelorette party for herself. A few days before her party, Hal came home to find a card on the table, addressed to Rachel.

He knew that Madison wouldn't like him opening it, dressed as he was, so he went into the bedroom to change before she got home. He took off his suit jacket, his tie, his belt and pants, hanging them all up carefully. Then he took off his white button-down dress shirt, and threw it into the clothes hamper.

As he had been doing for weeks, he already had on his bra and panties. He had been wearing them to work (and everywhere else) all the time, and he hardly noticed them anymore. He took out the little a-cup breast forms he wore to work, and replaced them with his full D-cups he wore around the house. He was afraid that Madison would make wear larger and larger breast forms, until it became impossible to hide. As it was, he never took off his suit jacket anymore, so that nobody could see the bra under his shirt, or see the bumps on his chest.

He put on a casual skirt and a pink sleeveless top. After putting on his wig and doing his makeup, he 'was' Rachel, and 'she' went downstairs. This had been the pattern anymore. At work, he was Hal. But once home, he was transformed into Rachel. He was sleeping in a nightie these days, and only becoming Hal again when it was time for work.

He went back to the livingroom, and opened up the card.

 

Dear Rachel,

As you know, I am getting married next week.

Please join me and my girlfriends for my bachelorette party

on Friday. Karen will pick us up at 7:00, and we'll have a

night of fun. Just us girls.

Hope to see you there!!!

Your dear friend, Madison

 

He wasn't going to have a bachelor party, and now she wanted him to attend *her* party, as a girl? For the first time in quite a while, Hal felt fear. Nobody other than Madison had seen him dressed up. He couldn't go out with a bunch of girls, pretending to be one of them! They'd all see him, and know that he was really a guy. That he was really Hal!

"Hey Rachel, how was your day sweetie?" said Madison, walking in the door. "I see you found my invite."

"I don't know if I should go...." said Hal.

"Of course you should. It's my last 'single' night out with the girls, and you can't miss it. We'll have a blast. Just us girls, one last time before I take the plunge. I really want you there. You're my best friend. Please? For me?"

"Okay" said Hal backing down.

This earned him a big hug and a kiss from Madison, and before he knew it, they were on the couch, making out, taking each other's clothes off. She sure knew how to get her way.

 

* * *

 

The bachelorette party was terrifying for Hal! Just him, with a bunch of crazy girls? When Karen came to pick them up, he was really frightened. He was wearing a little black party dress, dark nylons, and pumps with six inch heels. He had a purse to carry with him. Madison showed him how to hold it, and instructed him never to let it out of his sight!

He was *so* scared that they'd go to a bar or some place public, so it was quite a relief when they went to Karen's house for the party. He drank a lot right away, and his stomach felt too tight for him to eat more than a few bites of the snacks she had prepared. So the alcohol went right to his head, which at least loosened him up, and relaxed him.

The girls had a bunch of silly games to play, and soon he was laughing along with them, having a good old time.

"See, I told you it would be a blast!" said Madison.

"You were right" he replied.

None of the girls were acting like he was a guy. They were treating him like he was one of *them*. That was rather disconcerting. Was he so good at pretending to be a woman, that these girls didn't even notice he was really a guy? That made him feel strange. To be accepted so quickly as a girl! It was like a huge chunk of his manhood had been taken away at that moment. These women didn't even see him as a man. They thought of him as chick! How emasculating that felt!

Hal was at least having fun with the girls. But that all changed too. Because now, there was a knock on the door. Karen went to open it, and she returned with a guy. A very well built guy, wearing a tux, carrying a boom-box. There were squeals of delight from the girls as he brushed his long hairs from his eyes, and smiled at them.

"Hello ladies" he said, grinning. "I am Claudio. I will be your entertainment this evening. Just remember, there is no touching, and no picture taking."

He put down the boom box, and turned it on. Dance music poured out the speakers, and Claudio went to work. It was at that moment that Hal realized: he was a male stripper. He was trapped on the couch between Karen and Madison, as Claudio started to dance, and to take off his tear-away clothes. Soon, he was down to just his bow tie, and his thong. He came over to Madison, and told her to pull it off of him.

Now Hal was aghast, as Claudio kept on dancing, right there in front of him, close enough to feel his body heat. He was nude, and Hal could clearly see how well endowed he was. He looked just like one of Madison's 'toys'. And now, to his utter horror, that sight made Hal suddenly get aroused. It was at that moment, when he realized that his body had been trained to react to the sight of a man's anatomy. No! This was terrible. He could feel himself getting hard inside his panties, and more than anything, he wanted it to stop! He was really glad that he was wearing women's jeans. They were really tight, so they didn't make a tent, like a skirt would have.

He looked over at Madison, hoping that she'd see his obvious discomfort, and do something to help him. But her eyes were glued on Claudio, specifically, between his legs.

"Now *that* is a real man!" she screamed, as the music blared, and Claudio gyrated in front of her. Hal took another drink, draining his glass. The alcohol helped get him through. His head was swirling with a good buzz. He stole Madison's glass and drained that one too. He needed it.

 

* * *

 

Hal took a deep breath. The music was playing, and Madison would soon join him at the alter, wearing her white dress and her veil. He couldn't wait to see her with her hair done up, her fancy makeup, and all the things they do to make a bride glow.

As for his part, on the outside, he was wearing a classic black tux, with a vest, shiny black shoes, a bow tie, the works. But underneath his outfit, things were different. He was wearing a white corset, pantyhose, and the frilliest lacy panties he had worn yet. They had a tiny pink bow on the front, as if there was a 'gift' underneath, waiting to be opened. So while he looked like a man on the outside, underneath his exterior, he was dressed like a girl.

The music change to The Wedding March, and the crowd stood up. They all turned their heads to see Madison, who was just glowing as she walked up the aisle. She was so beautiful! Even Hal had to gasp. He had never seen her looking so radiant before.

The ceremony just seemed to fly by in an instant, and before he knew it, he was legally wed to her, walking back out, down the aisle. The newlyweds ducked into a side room, where they signed the legal papers, before getting into their limo and going to the party in their honor.

Hal danced with her all night, ate and drank. He felt so happy. He had the woman of his dreams, and now she was his wife.

 

 

Hours later, Hal and Madison walked into the hotel room where they would stay for the night. First thing in the morning, they would fly down to the Bahamas for their honeymoon. Tonight, they would make love as husband and wife. After the usual hugging and kissing, both of them started to strip, until they were both down to their undergarments. But this is where things took a turn that Hal wasn't expecting.

"Oh Rachel, you look so sexy in your corset" she said, shifting over to treating him as her girlfriend the moment he was rid of all his male clothes.

"And you look radiant yourself" he said.

"Here, put these in" she said, handing him his D cup breast forms. "I have something very special planned for us now."

"What?" asked Hal.

"Follow me, to the closet" she said.

Madison opened the closet. There, Hal saw a tuxedo hanging, and a white dress. Madison took the dress off of the hanger, and gave it to Hal.

"Here Rachel" she said. "Put it on. Now it is *your* turn to be the bride."

Hal was completely stunned. He hadn't seen this coming. He found himself putting on the white dress, using the same petticoat that Madison had worn earlier that day. Soon, his wig was on, and a quick makeup job. Madison was dressing up in a tux that was in just the right size for her. Hal noticed that she had the strap-on, already in place, under the pair of boxers she had just pulled up onto herself. She pulled her hair back tight, and tucked it back under her jacket. She looked more like a man than she ever had before.

And here he was, feeling completely helpless, wearing a wedding dress. Madison put the veil on him, and pulled it down over his face. She helped him into white shoes, and told him to wait for a moment.

"She's ready" said Madison to someone on her cell phone.

A moment later, there was a knock on the door. Madison went to the door, opened it, and let a woman into the room. She was tall, impressive, and dressed in a flowing black kimono. She had the air of someone who was used to being in power. A judge, or a politician for example.

"Madison, do you take Rachel for your wife? To have and to hold, for richer and for poorer, for as long as you both shall live?" said the woman.

"I do" said Madison.

"Rachel, do you take Madison for your husband? To love, honor and obey? To worship and to serve, for as long as you both shall live?"

Hal looked helplessly over to Madison. She nodded, and mouthed the words.

"I do" he whispered.

"By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife" said the woman. She turned to Madison. "You may now kiss the bride."

Madison pulled Hal's veil back, and kissed him deeply.

"Good luck you two" said the woman, who turned to leave.

"Thanks Your Honor" replied Madison.

"What was that?" asked Hal, the moment she was gone.

"Our so called 'wedding' this evening was a sham wedding. *This* was the real legal ceremony."

"But the papers we signed...."

"I had you sign the line for 'bride'. Legally, you are my wife now. And I want to make love to you, Rachel. Now get out of that dress, and spread your legs for me. Not only are you my wife now, but you've sworn an oath to honor and obey me. To worship and serve me. You're my woman now Rachel."

 

Once again, Hal felt completely helpless. He let her do all sorts of things to him that night. By the time they finally went to sleep, he didn't feel like a man at all. She had taken all of that away from him.

 

* * *

 

The honeymoon was a whir of activity. Whether it was lying on a private beach in his new yellow string bikini (which unfortunately gave him tan lines!), or the constant pummeling he took in bed, thanks to Madison's insatiable appetite, Hal was constantly occupied.

They went for long walks, as his skirt fluttered in the ocean breeze. They went horseback riding. They went out on a charter fishing trip (Madison told the captain that "Rachel is scared of fish. If she catches one, you'll need to take it off the hook for her"). In fact, not for one moment of the honeymoon was Hal allowed to be a man. He was *always* Rachel, even when they flew back home.

 

 

Things seemed to get back to normal when they returned from the honeymoon. At least for a while. But then, Madison started to bug Hal that she missed her mother, and they needed to go visit her. He didn't really want to miss any more work, and use up so much vacation, but it was clear that she wasn't going to be happy until they went. And now that they were married, having her go on her own was not an option.

And so, Hal found himself driving with her, twelve hours, to her mother's house. They stopped overnight at a motel to get some rest. Of course, they made passionate love, as they always did. And in the morning, they got up to get dressed, and return to the road.

"I have a nice outfit laid out for you here" said Madison, as Hal got out of the shower. "I want to make sure you make a good impression for this visit with my mother!"

"Thanks, hon" he said, as he dried off with the towel.

He casually walked out of the bathroom, and over to the bed.

"Where?" he said.

On the bed, there was a pretty white layered skirt and a pink top. But where was his outfit?

"Right there, on the bed" she replied.

"I can't wear that to your mother's!" said Hal, staring at the frilly girly outfit. "You can't expect me to wear that in front of them!"

"Listen" said Madison sternly, in a tone of voice that Hal had never heard from her before. "First of all, we are married now. You have to learn to trust me. I wouldn't ask you to do this, if it wasn't something really important to me. I love you! I wouldn't ask you to do this, unless I really thought you had to."

Hal nodded, but he was still unconvinced.

"And secondly, you swore yourself to me. You swore that you'd honor and obey me. You made a promise, and I expect you to keep it."

"Those are just old words" he said.

"But they *mean* something" replied Madison. "Now get into the outfit I picked out for you, or you can go there naked."

Hal was very unhappy with her demand to dress up like that in front of her mother. But she was being very stubborn about it! She was making it clear that he did not have an option here, and he was going to have to go along with it. But why would she make him do this? Why would she embarrass him by making him dress up in women's clothing, in front of her family? He was fuming to himself in the car as they drove the last three hours through the morning sun towards her mother's house.

 

At long last, they pulled up into the gravel driveway, past the pine trees, and to the front of the house. Her mother had an impressive three story white Victorian house, which was very ornate, and immaculately kept up.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" said Hal, as he checked his makeup in the rearview mirror, and straightened the strap on his top.

"Yes" said Madison. "It is really important to me, Rachel. Now let's go inside, and see mother."

She had called him Rachel! She was going to treat him as a girl, when he was with her family. It was very embarrassing and humiliating for him as he got out of the car, and walked up the steps, hand in hand with Madison.

"My father was a real rat" she whispered, as they approached the door. "He cheated on mother. He lied to her. He hid money from her. All of the men in her life have treated her like dirt. She *hates* men. If she is going to accept you, you need to be a girl for her. Is she sees that you're willing to do this, then she'll know that you are all right, and you are a keeper."

Madison had never talked about her father before. Hal suddenly realized why Madison had some of the attitudes that she did. The way her father had hurt her mother (and her), no wonder she didn't want a man in the 'normal' sense. No wonder she wanted to treat him like a woman; that way, he was good. Men: bad. Women: good. It was a simple philosophy, which was cemented in her family's attitude.

 

Hal walked in the door with Madison. His eyes took a moment to adjust to the dim light inside. He was very impressed; the place looked like an antique store, or a Victorian era museum. From the ornate furniture to the walnut table, from the fancy chairs to the lace curtains, from the Persian rug to the book shelves full of leather bound volumes, the entire house made it feel like he had just gone back in time to a bygone era.

"Mother!" said Madison, as her mom came into the room.

"Oh my Madison" she said, coming over to give her daughter a hug.

"And mom, you remember Rachel" she said.

"Nice to see you Mrs. Andrews" said Hal.

"Call me Rose" she said. "I must say, you look very pretty in that outfit Rachel."

Her face lit up with a bright smile. "I'm so glad that my Madison found herself a wonderful girl like you."

Madison and her mother immediately got to chatting, and in no time, they were sitting in the parlor, sipping tea, and eating little tiny sandwiches with the crusts cut off.

 

While they were eating, they could hear a car.

"The girls are here" said Rose.

There was a lot of noise and chatter as three women, all around the same age as Madison came into the house, their arms laden with shopping bags.

"Maddy!!!" squealed the tallest one, who was also the oldest.

"Anne!" replied Madison, going over to give a big hug.

Hal got to meet her sisters all previously, and they were all at the wedding. That day, they had all called him 'Hal'. But now, he was Rachel to all of them.

"And Rachel, it's good to see you again dear" said Vicky, the youngest daughter. She made a kissing noise with her lips, and touched cheeks with Hal as they hugged. Then he said hello to June, who was in the middle. All four girls seemed to be talking at once, as was their Mother, Rose. It was a whirlwind of activity, and hard to keep up with!

Eventually, they broke up into smaller groups, and things settle down a bit. Hal went to get the bags out of the car, and take them up to their room. He went to unpack them, and noticed that there wasn't one stitch of male clothes anywhere. One thing he hadn't seen before, was a sexy maid's uniform that Madison had packed. He wondered why she would have done that.

 

"Madison" said Rose, after everything calmed down, "I have to ask you something personal."

"Okay" said Hal, not sure how personal he wanted to get with her, since he was dressed up like a chick at the moment.

"Its your legs dear" she said. "You're such a pretty girl. Why aren't they shaved?"

"Mother!!" said Madison.

"Well, I was just wondering why she would have such hairy legs. That's all."

 

"You had better go shave them" said Madison, as soon as she had a moment alone with Hal. "And your chest, armpits, everything. Unless you want mother to get on your case about that too."

"Okay" said Hal, who felt like of cowed into doing it. He didn't want Rose to pick on him. He didn't want *any* attention at all in face. So he went upstairs, ran a bath, and got in to shave his body hair all off. The tub was an antique, much larger than modern tubs. There was plenty of room to ease back and relax in it.

In fact, there was enough room that when Madison came in, she was able to get in the tub with him too. She poured in rose scented bath oil, and some bubble bath. She ran more hot water to heat it up, and to make the bath all bubbly. She helped Hal shave himself, since it was something he wasn't used to. She even shaved the hair between his legs into a rectangle shape, like she had between her own legs.

They stood up, and ran the shower to rinse off.

"Mother will be upset if we leave all that hair in the tub" she said to Hal. "You had better clean it all out."

Now she came over and leaned her naked body into his.

"You look very sexy with your nice smooth chest. I think you should keep it that way."

She kissed him once on each nipple, and then on the lips, before she wrapped herself up in a towel to dry off. Hal set about cleaning the hair from the tub as Madison dried off her hair, and prettied herself up for dinner. When Hal got back to the bedroom, she had a pretty outfit picked out for him as well. A soft lavender blouse and a somewhat short blue skirt. With his legs smooth and hairless now, he couldn't believe what a different it made in his appearance. Just one more thing to make him feel more like a girl.

Once Hal was dressed up, he put on his makeup. Madison insisted that he put it on heavier than usual, so he went along with it, not daring to argue with her. Now wasn't the time.

 

Dinner was wonderful, and he had a good time getting to know Madison's sisters. After desert, he helped the girls clean the table, put away the leftovers, and do the dishes.

"Your nails are frightful" said Anne, as he handed her a dish to dry.

"I guess I haven't paid much attention to them lately" he replied.

"Well, I happen to be a manicurist by trade. As soon as we're done back here, I'll do you nails."

 

And so, much to his chagrin, Hal found himself sitting there helplessly, as Anne applied two coats of a bright red nailpolish to his fingernails, after she filed them down. With a clear coat sear on the top, the really shone in the light. It was frightening to look at his own hands, and see those nails. He could see his bare legs too. More than ever, he felt that he was being turned into a woman.

 

"I have a gift for you" said Rose, bringing a small silver box over to Hal.

"Why Rose, that's so nice" he replied.

Hal opened the box, and looked inside.

"I've kept some of my jewelry aside for each of my daughters. Now that you're in the family too, I want you to have these. Go ahead, put them on. Lets see how they look."

Hal put a necklace on, which Rose said used to belong to her mother. Then a diamond tennis bracelet (which barely fit) that Rose had worn when she was a young woman. There was a ring which used to be her sister's which barely fit over his pinkie. And there was a pair of diamond stud earrings.

"My ears aren't pierced...." said Hal, as she handed them to him to put on.

"Vicky? The mall is still open, isn't it?"

"Yes mother" she said.

"Take Rachel there right now, and get her ears pierced, so she can wear her new earrings."

"Sure. That would be fun. Come on Rachel!"

Hal didn't like this at all. Now he was going to have to go out in public, dressed as a girl. To the mall no less! And he was going to get his ears pierced. This wasn't something like the fake boobs, which you could just take off. This was something that was going to visibly alter his body. How could he hide holes in his earlobes when he went to work? He shuddered to think about it.

 

There was just a quick flash of pain for a second as the hole was punched the his flesh and cartilage in each ear. The technician pushed the pole through the new hole in each ear, and attached the backing. Now Hal was wearing earrings, and he felt a shudder go through his whole body.

 

 

Later that night, as Hal leaned back on the pillow, wearing his pink nightie, he wondered why they were doing this to him. Why were Madison's sisters treating him as if he was a girl? It was one thing to dress up so her mother wouldn't hate him. But even she was acting as if he truly was female. What was going on with this family?

Madison's head came up from between his legs. The nightie gave her great access.

"I swallowed" she said. "Now it's your turn to go down on me."

Hal forgot his problems, and dove in to taste her warm sweet juices.

 

* * *

 

The next morning, the girls gave each other facials, so of course Hal got one too. Vicky told him to close his eyes, and to lean back his head on the headrest, to keep it still.

"Why? What are you going to do?" he asked.

"It's a surprise" she said. "You'll really like it."

Hal leaned his head back. He heard a humming noise, and felt a strange heat on his face. It wasn't unpleasant or anything. The girls kept talking to him as Vicky worked on him. He wondered what in the world she was doing.

"There, all done!" announced Vicky finally.

"Feel how smooth your face is" said June.

Hal touched it, and indeed it felt very smooth, although it was just a little tender.

"What was that?" he asked.

"A laser, used for permanent hair removal. I saw that you've got a small problem with hairs on your face. That could be very embarrassing for a woman! But now, you'll never have to worry about that ever again. Your face will never grow another hair."

His facial hair was permanently gone? At first, he really resented it. How dare she have done something to him like that without telling him! He'd never be able to grow a beard if he wanted to. But then, he felt bad for thinking something like that. She thought he was a girl. She was just trying to be nice. Plus, he had been clean shaven since school, so he'd wouldn't have to bother with the razor on his face every day anymore. Maybe it wasn't so bad after all.

 

"We're all dressing up for a tea party" announced June. She led Hal by the hand, and showed him the outfit he was to wear.

"Each of us will put on a vintage costume" she said. "Something very frilly, very fine, and very elegant. Something from a bygone era. I bet you'll love it."

She showed Hal the outfit he was to wear. There was a red corset, a petticoat, a lacy blouse, and a long lacy skirt. He put it on, and looked at himself in the mirror. Between all of the little things that the girls had done to him in the past days, and the outfit he was now wearing, that feeling came back to him again: "they're trying to turn me into a girl".

He called Madison over, to try and explain his feelings to her.

"Madison, we need to talk" he said.

"What's the mater, Rachel?" she replied.

"What's the matter? Ever since I've come for this visit, your mom and your sisters have been trying to turn me into a girl. Look at me! I've got my ears pierced now. My nails done. They did laser hair removal on my face, and it's permanent! They are trying to turn me into a girl! Can't we stop this now? Can't we just go home?"

"Oh Rachel, don't be a silly goose" she said. "Nobody is turning you into a girl. My family is just accepting you as one of us, and treating you the way they would treat any other girlfriend I brought over. You're reading too much into it. Now come along. Mother is waiting, and the tea is getting cold."

Hal wanted to protest, but she was dragging him along, to go into the old fashioned parlor, and have a tea party with the girls. He was sitting there, acting prim and proper, feeling stifled by all the femininity around him. They were all treating him as if he was a woman, and he felt completely lost. It was too much, too fast. This wasn't dressing up to get Madison all hot so he'd get laid. This was *being* a woman, all day.

 

"We have a tradition in the family" said Madison. "Every day, one of us takes turns cleaning. That way, you only have to clean once in a while. That's why I brought the maid's uniform."

"I see" said Hal.

"Since you're the newest in the family Rachel, you get to start. Go upstairs, put the maid's uniform on, and come back here. You'll be doing the dishes, dusting, sweeping. That kind of thing. Then we'll have our turns, youngest to oldest."

"I have to dress up as a maid?"

"We all do" said Vicky. "It's our tradition. We want to welcome you to the family. Since you're one of us now, you've got to take your turn. Think of it as your initiation."

"Okay...." said Hal, who wasn't convinced about how good of an idea it was.

 

Half an hour later, he returned to the parlor, wearing a maid's uniform with a white lacy apron. He felt completely humiliated, as he used a tray to take their cups and saucers away.

"You can start with the dishes" said Rose, as if she was talking to a servant. "Then you can clean the floor in the foyer. We have a guest arriving soon, and I want the house to look neat for her arrival."

Hal kept his grumbling to himself, and got to work. They seemed to delight in giving him one chore after the other. He hated doing this. Madison had better be extra-good to him in bed that night! He was getting fed up with how her family was treating him. First, like a girl. And now, like a maid.

 

After going through his huge list of chores, Hal was helping the other girls to prepare dinner.

"I can't wait until Aunt Millie is here!" said Anne. "But where is she?"

"She's always late" said June.

 

"You will serve us dinner" said Rose, turning to Hal.

This seemed to be getting worse and worse. When today was done, he was going to demand to Madison that they leave immediately. But she was off laughing and giggling with her sisters. Hal's fuming was interrupted when the doorbell rang.

"Rachel, go see our guest in" said Rose.

Hal went to the door.

"Ah, so you're the new girl I've been hearing so much about!" said a bubbly woman as she walked through the doorway. Her massive boobs jiggled as she moved. She was one of those overly frilly, girly women, filled with giggles all the time. Hal immediately disliked her, for some reason. But he took her coat, and hung it in the hall closet.

"I see you have her trained rather well already" said Aunt Millie to Rose.

"Yes" replied Rose. "She makes an excellent servant."

Talking about him as if he wasn't there was bad enough, but talking about him as if he really was a woman was just infuriating! Hal was getting close to the breaking point. He glared at Madison, who seemed to catch the troubled look on his face.

Madison led him off into another room of the house, and poured him a drink.

"My feet are killing me in these shoes!" he said.

"Poor baby" said Madison. "Here. Take a pain pill."

Hal washed it down with the glass of white wine she handed him.

"So, what do you think of Aunt Millie?" said Madison.

"I don't know" said Hal. "I mean, she seems so overly bubbly and giggly, like something is wrong with her. And there is something strange about her that makes me uneasy. Something isn't quite right, but I can't put my finger on it."

"I think I know what it is that bothers you" said Madison.

"What?" asked Hal.

"It's just that Aunt Millie really isn't my aunt."

"Who is she then?"

"My father."

 

There was dead silence. You could have heard a pin drop.

"Aunt Millie is your father?"

"Or was. Before mom turned him into a girl. Now he can't even remember *being* a man. As far as he is concerned, he always was female."

"Oh no" said Hal, who was suddenly filled with the deepest inner fright possible. Were they going to do that to him as well? He felt like he had to get out of there. Now. Panic filled his heart. He went to stand up, but something was wrong. He felt sick, and his knees were weak.

"It's the drugs" said Madison calmly. "You might as well lay back. You can't fight it."

"Please, don't do this" he pleaded. "Don't turn me into a girl!"

"It's not so bad" said another voice. "I think you'll really like it."

Anne walked into his sight.

"How would you know?" said Hal angrily. How could she understand what he was going through, having his manhood taken away like this?

"She knows" said Madison, "because she used to be my *brother* when she was born."

 

Now Hal was really shocked. He couldn't believe it.

"You were a boy?"

"Yes" said Anne. "I was born that way. But my mother and my sisters helped me, and now I'm a girl, just like them. And just like *you* will be soon, once we've finished with you."

"Please!" said Hal, as sobs started come from him. "You were a boy! You know what it's like to have this done to you! Make them stop!"

"No" said Anne calmly. "In fact, I've been waiting for the chance to do this to a boy. To turn him into a girl. Madison is being so nice to share you. She's going to let me help."

"Why Madison? Why?" said Hal, who was barely able to speak now. Whatever drug they had given him, it was effecting his ability to even talk.

"I've been holding off on this trip" said Madison, "but now it's time. I'm pregnant, so you have served your purpose as a man. Now that we have that out of the way, you won't be needing your dick anymore. We're going to turn you into a woman, so that you can be happy the rest of your life. Just like 'Aunt Millie'. And just like Anne."

"No" he said, in a barely audible whisper.

With Hal unable to move, the two girls quickly undressed him. Madison handed Anne a loaded syringe.

"These are female hormones" she said. "They will alter your body and your mind. They'll make you grow boobs, so you won't need your breast forms anymore. They will help turn you into a *real* woman."

Hal felt a prick of pain as the syringe broke through his skin. Anne emptied the contents into his bloodstream.

"Your poor cells are so thirsty for estrogen" she said. "This will feed their hunger. Soon, you'll be swimming in so many female hormones, that your brain will betray you, by responding to the female signals. You'll start to think and feel like a girl. In no time, you'll be transformed, and you'll help us complete your feminization."

Hal couldn't talk, or he would have screamed.

"This is breast cream" said Anne, as she put a generous amount of a white cream onto his chest area. "It will help your boobs to grow quicker. Then we'll hook up you up to a machine that sends electrical signals through your nipples. This stimulates the tissue around them, and makes it grow. Soon, you'll be stacked. You'll love having boobs. I know *I* do."

He was going to have large boobs, and there was nothing he could do about it.

 

"We are going to remake your body" said Madison. "We are going to remake your mind. When we're done with you, you will *be* a woman. And you will absolutely *love* it. After a couple of surgeries, you'll be rid of those nasty things between your legs. Then you'll be able to really pleasure yourself with your dild, just like I've been training you to do. I'll have to be careful about letting you get too close to a guy though, because with all of those female hormones flowing inside you now, plus the training you've had, you'll be so attracted to men at first, that you'll be willing to take the first guy you see to bed."

"We want you to be a *lady*. Not a little slut" said Anne. "At first, I wanted to jump the bones of every gut I saw. But now, I'm more selective, as a girl should be. You'll learn how to be a woman too, now that you're on the way to joining us."

"As a woman."

 

The drugs were overwhelming Hal. He felt like he was about to pass out.

"I can see that you're starting to slip off to sleep" said Anne. "You can try to stay awake if you like, but of course it is futile. The drugs are too strong."

"Tell Rachel the good part" said Madison.

"Oh yes. The good part. Well, right now, you still think of yourself as a man, don't you? The good news is that when you wake up, that delusion will be gone. We will reprogram your mind as you sleep, and when you awake, you will think of yourself as a girl."

"In your mind, you won't even realize you were ever a guy."

"You are going to be female."

"You are going to be a woman."

"You are going to have real boobs."

"You're going to have a real pussy."

"And you will *enjoy* it. You will *want* to be that way."

"Sweet dreams Rachel. When you next open your eyes, you'll be a chick."

"Like us."

 

Hal couldn't fight the drugs any more. He let out one final tear, in his last conscious act as a man, as he drifted off into the blackness of sleep.........

  

  

  

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