The Calling

by Jennifer White

 

It was 7:30pm on a Tuesday, when my cell phone rang. I walked over and picked it up, but I didn't recognize the number.

"Hello?" I said.

"Hello" said a man's voice.

"Who is this?" I said, not recognizing him.

"Listen to me" he replied. His voice was deep and melodic, like a news anchor. I can't say that I can really remember the actual words he was saying; it was just a smooth constant flow of words. I guess I had been listening to him for a few minutes; I don't really know.

"I want you to stand up" he said.

I got on my feet. I don't know why.

 

"Across the hall is apartment 3G. I want you to walk across the hall, and go into that apartment."

I started to walk to the door. I wasn't really thinking about it, I just did it. His request to me seemed like what *I* wanted to do. It was as if it was my idea, and he just said the same thing to me that was already in my mind. And so I found myself walking across the hall into apartment 3G.

 

"Lock the door behind you" said the man.

The words were barely out of his mouth, when I locked the door. Then I stood there, not knowing what to do. Like I was waiting for him to tell me. My mind was somehow frozen, as if I could not act on my own. But somehow, this didn't seem odd or anything. It all seemed normal somehow.

 

"Go into the bedroom, and remove all of your clothes" said the man.

Suddenly, I had an idea. I would go into the bedroom, and remove all of my clothes. It seemed like such a good thing to do. I went in there, and quickly took everything off. When they were thrown in a pile on the floor, I picked up the cell phone.

 

"Are you naked now?" said the man.

"Yes I am" I replied.

"Good" he said. "I am too."

 

For some reason, that sent chills through me. It was gross for a man to tell me that, but somehow it made me tingle.

"You'd look better in lipstick" he said. "Go into the bathroom. You'll find a tube of lipstick on the counter by the sink."

 

I walked into the bathroom, and found the lipstick, right where he said it would be. I applied it to my lips, then picked up the phone.

 

Now I'm sure you're thinking "why would a man put on lipstick?". Good question. I shouldn't have done that. I should have felt revolted, and disgusted. But somehow, the request seemed so natural, so regular for me. It was as if someone said to you "take a breath". You do it almost without thinking. And so I put on the lipstick, because it seemed like a regular daily part of my routine. I was doing it automatically, the way you take a step or sit up, without really thinking about *what* you're doing.

 

"Put me on speakerphone" he said.

I wanted to hear the man on my speakerphone feature, so I pressed the button for "speaker", and placed the phone down on the counter.

"Don't you hate all that hair on your chest? And your legs? You want to get rid of that, don't you."

"Oh yes" I replied, feeling revolted to see myself covered with all that body hair. How could I be covered with so much of it? It was icky and creepy. I wanted it gone!

"Good" he replied. "I like girls who are smooth and soft. There is a jar of hair removal cream on the counter. Put it on, all over yourself."

 

I took the jar of cream, and put it on, over my legs, my chest and under my arms. Everywhere I had all that terrible body hair. It smelled bad, but I rubbed all over. Again, I'm sure you're wondering how I could have heard him imply that I was a girl, but I didn't recoil. I can't explain what was happening to me. He said it, I heard it, but it was if it didn't register with me. It was as if I had been called a girl all my life, and therefore hearing it didn't cause me any shock. It was *normal* for me to be called a girl.

"Don't forget your shoulders and your back" said the man, as I rubbed it over my shoulders and my back.

 

"You can go wash it off in a few minutes" said the man. "But first it needs to work on you for a while. Now would be a good time to paint your toenails."

"I think it would be a good time to paint my toenails now" I said.

I noticed a bottle of bright red nailpolish on the counter, and started to apply it to my toenails. It dried quickly, so I applied a second coat.

 

"Now you can run through the shower" said the man, "to wash off all your body hair."

I went into the shower (after the water got hot enough), and rinsed off all the cream. All of my hair came off with it. I got out of the shower, and dried off with the pink towel.

 

"You want to smell good when you meet me, don't you?" asked the man.

"Yes, I do" I replied.

"There is a bottle of perfume on the counter. Put it on, all over yourself."

 

I did as he asked, spraying the sweet smelling perfume all over myself.

 

Suddenly, a thought struck me. Why am I doing all of this? I didn't want to get rid of my body hair! What had made me think I had wanted to? Why was I wearing lipstick? Why was I in a strange house? I suddenly panicked. Why was I naked? What was going on?

"You don't like being naked, do you?" said a man's voice, coming from my cell phone. Why was I talking to a man on speakerphone?

"No!" I said. "Where's my clothes?"

"In the bedroom" he said. "Take the phone with you, and you can get dressed."

 

I grabbed the phone, and hurried to the bedroom. I wanted to get dress.

"Your bra is in the top drawer on the left" he said.

I opened the dresser, and found a bra. My bra! Yes, it was my bra, and I wanted to put it on. I picked it up ,and put it on. But then I saw myself in the mirror, and got ahold of myself again. I was scared. I was a guy! I didn't wear bras! Why did I have it on?

"Put your panties on now" said the man's voice. "They are in the drawer too. You feel cold, and want to get dressed, don't you?"

"Yes" I said, as I reached for my panties. I took them, and pulled them on.

"Your nylons are in the drawer too, for you nice long smooth legs" said the man.

I reached in, and found two dark nylons. The kind with the three inch wide elastic at the top, so they stay in place without garter belts. I pulled them onto my long smooth legs.

 

"Now lay down on the bed" said the man's voice.

I felt like I needed to lay down. I got onto the bed.

 

"I like girls who are stacked" said the man. "But your bra is so empty. You want to be stacked for me, don't you?"

"Oh yes" I said, although immediately I wanted to scream "No!!!". But I couldn't help it; the man's voice seemed to control my thoughts! I had just told him I wanted to be stacked!

 

"Feel yourself changing" he said. "Feel your body conforming to my desires. Feel your breasts forming on your chest. At first, they are just two small mounds. But your nipples are getting bigger and bigger. The rings of color around them are spreading out wider. Now with each breath you take, feel as your breasts start to become larger and larger. Yes. Now they are starting to fill out your bra. Tell me about your breasts Kaylee."

 

"Oh, they're so nice" I said. I put my hands on my chest, and felt my growing breasts. "Each mound on my chest is full and firm. They're getting bigger and bigger for you. They are round and wide. My nipples are so hard. They're filling up my bra now. I can feel the fabric stretching, trying to hold them in."

 

"Very good Kaylee" said the man.

 

Why was he calling me Kaylee? Oh yes, that was my name! Of course. I remembered now.

 

"And now, in between your legs, I can't wait to explore your sweet pussy."

I reached down there, an touched myself. I was all hard, and my panties were like a tent, supported by a pole.

 

"Feel yourself changing" said the man. "Your penis is getting smaller and smaller by the moment. With each breath you take, with each beat of your heart, it is shrinking, until it pulls up completely inside of you. Your balls were getting smaller and smaller too. Soon they will also be gone. Once you've lost them too, you *will* be a real girl. Now tell me about what you have between your legs."

 

I started to tell him what I felt.

"I don't have much of a tent pole anymore" I said. "I can feel it getting softer and smaller. In fact, its almost gone now. I can feel it pulling back up inside of me. Mmmm, that feels good. Yes, I'm completely flat between my legs. I feel a little slit there. As I rub it, I feel a tingle when I touch it at the top."

 

"Very good Kaylee" he said. "How does your chest feel now?"

"My bra is so tight, it hurts" I said.

"Release your pretty breasts from it then" he replied. "Take your bra off. And your panties."

 

I sat up, reached behind me, and took off my bra. Then I pulled off my panties. I only wore my stockings now.

 

"Reach under your pillow Kaylee. You'll find something there" he said.

I did. It was a pink dld, very realistic looking. It even had balls at the end, which you could hold onto.

"Now put the phone to your ear" he said. "I want to whisper to you."

 

I put the phone in my ear, and listened as he continued to talk.

"That pleasant tingle you felt between your legs, you want to feel more of that now. You want to feel it more and more. You ache now to feel something between your legs."

 

I did. I *wanted* to take the dld in my hand, and put it in between my legs, into my slit.

"Mmmm, you're getting wet" I said, as I felt myself lubricating down there.

"Good" he replied. "You want the dld, don't you?"

"Oh yes!" I said.

"You can't have it yet. I want you to lay it in between your big beautiful breasts, so that the tip is pointing towards you. You can still hang on to it."

 

I did as he asked, laying it between the gap in my breasts. The tip of it was pointing right towards me now.

"The dld represents me, your man" he said. "Look at it. It isn't just an object, it is *me*. As I tell you what to do with your dld, it won't be a *thing* going inside of you, it will be *me*."

"Yes" I said. "I want you inside me."

 

"NO!!!!" I thought. I didn't want him! He had turned me.... into a girl! No!!!!! He had altered my body, and he was trying to alter my mind, making me want him. NO!!!!

 

"Start by gently running your finger along the shaft. My shaft" he said. "You need to get me hard before I can go inside you."

My finger started to gently rub back and forth, along the shaft of the dld. I didn't want it to, but I couldn't help it.

"You're so big" I said. "I want you!"

"Soon" he said. "Now I want you to make sure I'm harder. Stroke me more. Make a circle with your finger and thumb, and run it along my shaft."

I started to do that, like I was jerking off the dildo.

"You're really hard now" I said.

"Good" he replied. "It is your sexy body that's getting me hard. You're such a pretty girl. How do you feel now?"

"Ooh, I want you" was all I could say. "I'm aching to feel you inside me! I want you so much."

 

"Now you need to get me lubricated too" he said. "Put me into your mouth. Just a little at first, then put more and more of your sweet red lips over me."

I moved the dld towards my mouth, and started to let it in.

"Lick the tip with your tongue" he instructed.

As I did so, again I was crying out inside to stop this, but I was powerless. The man had me totally in his power now.

"All right Kaylee, you're ready for me now" he said. "I want to go inside you too. Spread your legs open for me."

I moved my legs wide open.

"Now take me, and put just the very tip into your vagina."

 

I moved the dld down to the slit between my legs. I moved it around, until I found the entry to my vagina. I worked it in, just a little bit.

"I want you baby!" I said. "Harder! I want you all the way inside me!"

 

"Now you can put me in deeper" he said. "Deeper. More and more. Put me inside you."

I did, and my body shook all over, as the dld filled me up inside.

"Put the phone back on speaker" he said.

I quickly pushed the button, and put the phone down.

 

"With your left hand, pinch your nipple" he said. "How does that feel?"

"My breasts are so big!" I said. "My nipples are so sensitive! I want to feel *you* touch them!"

 

"Now start to slide me in and out of you. In and out. Slowly my love. You're such a beautiful girl, I want to last, and make you feel like a woman, over and over."

 

I started to slide the dld in and out of my wet pussy. It felt so good!

"Now with your left hand, find the special spot right at the top of your slit again. Where you rubbed before. Put your finger inside of yourself, and feel for the little bump. That is your clit."

"Ooh!!!" I screamed as I found it. It felt so good!

 

"Put me in and out. In and out. Now start rubbing your clit with your finger."

I did as he asked, and it was heavenly! I came once. Then twice. Then a third time. My head was spinning! I was moaning with pleasure. I couldn't help it! These noises just came out of my mouth. My voice sounded like a woman's voice now, but I didn't even seem to notice. As with everything else, in my mind at that moment, this was *normal* for me. My mind was a blur, and all I could focus on was the unbelievable pleasure I was receiving at that moment.

 

"You like feeling me inside you, don't you?" said the man's voice.

"Oh yes!" I said. "Yes!!!!!!!"

"Tell me you want me. Tell me you want me there with you."

"I *want* you" I said. "I want you here with me."

 

I felt a need inside for him. I *had* to have him. I *had* to.

I looked up, and saw that I was no longer alone in the room. It wasn't just me on the bed, inserting a dld into my wet pussy. No, I had a man with me. A tall muscular man with blonde hair.

 

"Oh baby" I said. "I want you. Take me."

He smiled as he undid his belt, and dropped his pants.

 

"Take out your dld baby" he said. "Get ready to feel a real man."

 

I pulled it out, and tossed it aside. I spread my legs wide open, and started to suck on my finger as I waited for him. He lowered himself onto me, and started to push himself into my receptive slit. My eyes rolled back into my head as I was overwhelmed with pleasure. It wasn't a cold empty plastic thing going into me now; it was warm. It was big. And it set off fireworks in my head.

He reached down and touched my sensitive breast with his hand, making me shiver all over, and hit a new height of arousal. He pinched my erect nipple, and I exploded inside all over again. I was yelling out now, as the overwhelming pleasure increased again and again.

"Harder baby, harder!!!" I called out.

He responded by thrusting deeper and harder. I was in such a state of bliss! I was in heaven! He started to talk to me, and his words resonated in my head.

 

"Your name is Kaylee now" he said. "You are my woman."

I don't know why he told me that. Of course I was a woman! I had always been a woman. My name had been Kaylee for all of my life. Why would he tell me that?

"I'm yours baby" I replied.

"Oh yes, you are mine" he said. "You will do anything I ask. You are completely mine, in every way."

"I'm yours" I said.

 

I loved him so much! I would do *anything* for him. All he had to do was to ask, and I'd do it. More than anything in the world, I just wanted to please him.

"Get ready now" he said. "When I come inside you, your soul is mine."

I felt him give one more thrust, the deepest and hardest yet. I felt *such* an intense pleasure at the moment when he started to throb inside me. I can't describe it. All I can say, is at that moment, I knew that I would die for him. I wanted to have his babies. I wanted to be at his side for all my life. My life didn't matter now, only he did. My love was as intense and as overwhelming as was the pleasure he had made me feel.

I laid there in his arms, my head on his chest. I felt safe and warm. We dozed off for a while. When we woke up, I went to take a shower and clean myself up. I dressed up in a sexy sort dress, so I could look good for him. I put on full makeup, and jewelry. I put on heels. I wanted to look as good as I possibility could, for him.

I went back to his side, and he was awake.

 

"Mmmm" I said. "You were *great* in bed."

"I know" he replied. "I'm hungry now."

"I'll go cook dinner for you" I said, smiling. I was *so* happy that I could do something for him! This was my calling in life, to serve him. Somehow, I already knew what foods he liked, and what he liked to drink. My taste in food didn't matter now; only his. I happily prepared his meal, and served it to him at the table.

 

"That was good" he said when he was done. "Now you can clean up the kitchen."

"Oh *thank* you!" I said, so overjoyed that he was allowing me to do something else for him! He made me feel like such a happy woman.

  

  

  

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