Great One

by Jennifer White

 

Ken combed his hair one more time, even though not one single hair was out of place. It was purely out of nervousness. Today was his wedding day, and he was really excited. Katie was his true love, and they had been together since college.

They had met in his sophomore year, when she was a freshman. They hit it off from the start, and soon they were dating. Then they went steady. Then they became engaged. Now, they had both graduated, had good jobs, and were ready to start out on their life together.

Although they had been together as a couple for years, there was one thing they hadn't done though: they had always practiced abstinence. Katie wanted to wait until the were married, before they slept together. And so now the thoughts were racing through Ken's mind. Get through the ceremony. Get through the reception. And then, at long last, after all of these years, he would finally get into her pants.

Ken felt for the ring in his pocket again, to be sure it was there. It was he started to pace again. It wouldn't be long now, and he was getting really nervous.

 

"Ken" said a voice behind the door.

"What's up Amy?" he asked, recognizing the voice.

It was Amy, Katie's best friend since college. She had been Katie's roommate in the girl's dorm, and the two were still close friends. Naturally, Katie had been named the Maid of Honor for the wedding. She walked into the room wearing her peach colored bridesmaid dress.

 

"It's Katie" she said.

"What?" asked Ken, concerned. He knew that his bride-to-be felt a lot of stress as she prepared for their wedding.

"She needs to see you. Its urgent" said Amy.

"But its supposed to be bad luck for the groom to see his bride before the wedding" said Ken.

"That's just an old wives tale" scolded Amy. "You're not going all superstitious on me too, are you?"

"No...." he said. But he didn't have a good feeling about this. It was completely against the plan. After all of the time they had spent mapping things out, he didn't want to go against 'the plan'. How many hours had he and Katie gone back and forth, until everything was just perfect? He didn't like it at all, deviating from the plan.

 

"What does she want?" he asked.

"Just come to the back room, in ten minutes. This is really important. If you want the wedding to go on" she said, with a note of urgency in her voice.

 

If Ken had been nervous before, now he was *really* nervous. In his mind, he went over countless scenarios of what might be the problem. But he decided that it must be something small, some 'emergency' like not having the right flowers, or some other silly detail they had planed.

He walked down the corridor towards the Katie's dressing room. He opened the door, and was surprised that it was dark inside.

"Shut the door and lock it" said Katie.

Ken shut the door, and turned the inside knob to lock it. A half-light came on, so that the room was no longer cloaked in darkness. What he saw made him feel sick to his stomach.

"No...." he said.

 

Amy, the maid of honor, was sitting on a settee. She had her dress pulled up, and her legs spread wide apart. Katie was on her knees in front of Amy, with her face buried in Amy's pussy. His wife-to-be was going down on Amy!

"Katie! What are you doing?" he said loudly. "Stop this!"

 

But Katie was undeterred. She kept going at Amy, her hands wandering up to Amy's boobs, cupping them.

"She is mine now" said Amy. "As you will be too."

 

Ken's eyes caught Amy's as she spoke. And he found himself unable to look away. He felt an unseen force, as if someone was grabbing him and holding him. He tried to take a step back, but he could not move.

"Since Katie left me when she graduated" said Amy, "I made some new friends. Friends who taught me how I could acquire *power*. She is fully in my power now. And you can feel me starting to take control."

 

Against his will, Ken took one step forward, towards Amy. Then another. With all his might he tried to resist, but it was futile. He could not look away from her. And he could not make himself stop.

 

"You are mine now" she said. "Get on your knees."

As if there was an unseen hand pushing him towards the floor, Ken's knees felt weak, and he crumpled. He fell to his knees, his eyes still fixed on Amy's.

"You are in my power now, just as your precious Katie is. There is no escape."

 

Amy touched Katie on the head, and she pulled herself up, out of Amy's pussy. She turned towards Ken. There was drool running down her chin, mixed with the juices from between Amy's legs. Ken wanted to scream out to her, but he was unable to speak. Katie's eyes were blank, as she stared off into space. He was right there by her, but she didn't even look at him.

"Katie, who do you love?" asked Amy.

"I love you, Great One" she replied.

"What do you think of Ken?" asked Amy.

"He is nothing. I only love you, oh Great One."

 

"In time" said Amy, "you will come to feel the same way. She has been under my power for days, and I no longer have to even try with her. She just does my bidding. She has no will of her own now; she is completely mine. Just like you are becoming."

Ken felt so weak. How could Amy be controlling him like this? What dark arts had she learned from her new friends, that allowed her to have such powers? And how could she have such a grip on Katie? It was terrifying.

 

Now Amy turned her attention back to Ken.

"Take off your clothes" she commanded.

Immediately, he found himself undressing, out of the tux he had rented for the wedding. Before long, he was completely naked before her.

"Come take a taste of my pussy" she said.

Ken found himself kneeling before her, naked, where Katie had been just a while before. He put his face down there between her legs, and put his tongue onto her. She was still all wet from Katie.

"Get used to *my* taste" said Amy. "This is something you'll be doing a lot in the future. You serve me now."

 

Ken found himself sitting up now, looking at her. Words were forming in his mouth, and as much as he tried not to speak them, they came out.

"Yes, Great One" he said.

Amy smiled. He was all hers now. Now his fact also dripped with the juices from between her legs.

 

"Do you know why you like pussy so much?" asked Amy.

Ken did not reply. He could not.

"You like it, because you *wish* that you had one too. In fact, you wish that *you* were the bride at the wedding tonight. You feel jealous of Katie and me. You want to be a woman. Like *us*."

 

Again, words started to form in Ken's mouth. And he found himself saying something he never imagined that he would ever utter: "I wish I was a woman, like you, oh Great One."

But there was something worse than that: inside Ken's mind, a desire was growing. A desire to be a woman. He *did* want to be like Amy and Katie. He *did* want to be a bride, and wear a pretty dress. It shattered his inner self to have feelings like this suddenly enter his heart. How could he want to be a woman? Why was Amy forcing him to feel that way?

 

Amy stood up. She opened a box on the table beside the settee.

"I have something for you to wear" she said, handing him a pair of white panties. They were shiny, with lacy trim, and a white bow tied on the front, as if a great gift would be hidden inside of them. Much to his horror, Ken found himself putting them on.

"And now for your garter belt" said Amy.

It was white also; four inches wide, made of a stretchy material that looked like lace. He put it on, and now his legs were ready for the white silk stockings. He pulled them on, and attached the garters to them, to hold them up.

"And last but not least, a pretty corset for you" said Amy.

Ken wrapped the corset around himself, but he could not fasten it in back. He felt like crying when Katie stood up, and did the honors herself, fastening it to him so tight that he had trouble breathing at first. It constricted him so much that a full deep breath was impossible.

 

"Now that you have your pretty things on, you can put your tux back on over the top. You can pretend you are a man for the ceremony. But understand that you're not really a man anymore. I am going to turn you into a woman."

Ken nodded as he started to dress back up in his tux.

"As you exchange your vows with Katie, remember that you are not becoming each other's. You are both *mine* already. You are being wed to *me*."

Ken was buttoning his shirt back up. He could see how Katie was staring at Amy with puppy-dog eyes. She was very clearly in love. For how long had she been in Amy's power? And if Amy was able to do that to Katie, what was she going to do to *him*? The threat of being turned into a woman was bad enough; but the fact that she had somehow given him a desire to be one made the whole ordeal more frightening than words could describe.

 

"You look like a man in that tux" said Amy. "But you are not. You are becoming a woman. Your feminine lingerie will be a constant reminder to you that you are on your way to becoming like *us*."

She leaned over and kissed Katie. Katie's eyes closed, and she let out a sigh, showing her pleasure. The fact that Katie was so obviously *hers* was also terrifying. She was like a schoolgirl with a crush. Would he become like that in time? Would she really turn him into a woman?

 

Ken found himself back in his own dressing room. The past few minutes had been a blur. He might have thought them to be a dream, except for a few things. For one, he could still taste Amy's juices in his mouth. For another, he could feel the constraining corset underneath his tuxedo, along with the silky stockings on his legs, which sent new sensations coursing through his nerves, every time that the material from his pants rubbed against them.

And then there was a new feeling inside of him. A feeling in which he *wanted* to be a woman. He found that against his judgment, against his very will, he was wishing that he was standing there in a wedding dress, instead of in a tux.

 

Now, as with every person getting married, things really became a blur once the ceremony started. He walked down the aisle. He smiled when he saw Katie walk up the aisle to him, with her dad. All this time, he could see Amy standing there, smiling. She winked at him, as if to remind him of what the ceremony was really for.

Katie was standing there next to him now. The priest began the ceremony, and before he knew it, Ken was putting the ring onto Katie's finger.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife" said the priest. "You may now kiss the bride."

 

There was thunderous applause from the audience. Katie leaned in, close to Ken.

"Amy said I could kiss you, this once" she said.

Ken froze as they exchanged their kiss. This once?

"I *so* wish that you were a woman" whispered Katie, as their lips finally parted. Her remarks felt like stabs going through Ken's heart. He walked with her, hand in hand, back up the aisle, and to the limo that was waiting for them. The rest of the bridal party got in. Amy situated herself right next to Katie. She took Katie's hand, and squeezed it. The two of them smiled at Ken, which gave him a sinking feeling.

 

Now it was time for the reception. There was drinking, dancing, cake, and all the things that you have with a big wedding. But for Ken, it wasn't fun at all. He sat there, looking at the girls gliding across the floor in their pretty dresses, and their high heel shoes. He wished that he was one of *them*. Amy's grip on him was tightening, and she was twisting his mind. All he could do was to watch helplessly.

At long last though, the night came to a close. Ken and Katie had booked the honeymoon suite at the hotel where the reception was. They left the crowd, and went to their room. Once alone inside, Ken was desperate.

"I've waited years and years for you Katie" he said. "I need you so much. I *have* to have you, right now."

It was the desperation of having waited all those years before being intimate with her. He wanted to consummate the marriage right away. The fact that Amy was forcing him to feel inside that he wanted to be a woman was the other factor; if she was successful, this might be the only chance he'd have with Katie. He needed her. Now.

 

"No" said Katie. "We had better wait for Amy."

"But I need you Katie!" he protested. "I've waited so long for you!"

"And you're going to have to keep on waiting" said a voice. It was Amy. She had entered the room. Unknown to Ken, Katie had given her a copy of the room key previously. Now Ken felt a sense of dread creep over him. Amy was there now too.

 

"As you know" said Amy, "You are mine now."

"Yes Great One" said Ken, against his will. She was *forcing* him to say it. And he could do nothing to resist her. Her power was too overwhelming.

"You will *never* have Katie" said Amy. "She is *mine*. She will only make love with me."

Ken felt the daggers through his heart again, crushing his spirit.

"And you will never have me either. You're not a man anymore. You'll never get *any* pussy. Ever. Except for the one you will have between your legs one day soon, when I turn you into a woman."

Ken was on the verge of tears. He fell to his knees.

"Take off your dress" said Amy, as she looked at Katie.

Katie responded by taking off her beautiful wedding dress, along with the poofy petticoat she wore beneath it, to make the skirt flare out more. Katie stood there wearing an identical set of lingerie to what Ken had on. Now Amy turned her attention to Ken.

"*You* put the dress on now."

Forced against his will, Ken struggled, but could not stop himself, as he first pulled up the petticoat. Then he put on the wedding dress.

"You are my bride" said Amy. "Give me your wedding ring."

Ken took it off, and presented it to her. Tears welled up in his eyes again, as Amy took the ring he had sworn to wear for the rest of his life, as a symbol of his love for Katie. Amy put it on her thumb. Now she pulled out a diamond ring, like a woman would wear, and she handed it to Ken.

"With this ring, I thee wed" she said.

"With this ring, I thee wed" he repeated, as she somehow forced the words out of his mouth.

"You are now my wife" said Amy. "Go sleep on the couch in the next room."

She pointed to the door. The honeymoon suite included a bedroom, and a livingroom, to which Ken was now being banished.

Against his will, his legs started to move him out of the room. The wedding dress swished as he walked. The door closed behind him, but could hear Amy and Katie talking through it. They were saying how pretty each other were. He could only listen as Katie started to let out low moans. Then she got louder and louder.

"Yes!!!!" she screamed. "F*ck me baby! F*ck me harder!!! Oh, yes!!!!"

 

Ken curled up into the fetal position, and cried himself to sleep.

 

* * *

 

Ken woke up on the couch, still wearing the wedding gown. He went into the bedroom, because the door was open. Katie and Amy were sharing breakfast in bed. They kissed each other as he entered the room. They made him stand there, and watch them eat. When they were done, Amy told him he could eat what was left on their plates.

The girls went to take a shower together, as he ate their scraps. He could hear them giggling together in the bathroom. When they came out of the bathroom, they were only wearing their panties and bras. He stood there, unable to move, as they dressed up.

"Put this on" said Amy, pointing to an outfit. It was a comfortable looking jogging suit, but it was pink. There were short ankle length white socks with pink trim at the top, and tennis shoes, also with pink trim. Ken put it all on, over the top of the bridal lingerie he still wore.

 

"The car will be here soon" said Amy. "You can wait out front with the bags."

There were three suitcases. Ken recognized Katie's red suitcase, which he had watched her pack. There was also a large powder blue one, and a green one he didn't recognize.

"Where is my suitcase?" he asked.

"Yours is the powder blue one."

"What happened to my black suitcase?"

"You won't be needing it anymore" replied Amy. "I gave your old clothes away to the poor. You have new clothes now. You'll be wearing them, once we reach the Bahamas."

"You're going with us?" said Ken.

"Of course I am. You are my wife now, so of course you're coming with me on our honeymoon."

 

Ken blushed bright red as he stood out in front of the hotel with the bags. He prayed that nobody he knew would see him like that. A limo pulled up. The driver got out.

"Are you with the Taylor party honey?" said the woman driver.

Taylor. Amy's last name. Not the "Davis" party, for his last name. He was *her* bride. Had he really taken her name?

"Yes" said Ken. "Here, let me help you with the bags."

Ken helped the driver load in the bags, as Katie and Amy came out of the hotel, arm in arm. They got in the back of the limo.

"You can ride up front" they told Ken.

He obediently got into the front seat, as the driver took them to the airport. She didn't say a word to him. She wondered what kind of wedding it was with two women, and a man dressed in a girl's jogging outfit. She saw a woman's diamond engagement ring on his finger, and shook her head.

 

The arrived at the airport, checked their bags, and checked in for their flights. Ken wondered if the security folks looking at the people coming through the line would be able to see that he was wearing women's lingerie under his jogging suit, with the X-ray equipment.

They made it to the gate just minutes before the flight boarded. When they announced preboarding, Ken stood up.

"We're in first class" he said. "We can board now."

"Correction" replied Amy. "*We* are in first class. *You* are in coach, in the back row."

"Katie?" said Ken, not believing that his new wife would want this.

"Have a fun ride back there" said Katie, although she never took her eyes off of Amy.

So not only did Ken have to wait to get on the plane, but he had to fly in the very last row, right by the toilet. Amy and Katie would be up front, having free drinks, a free movie, and lots of room. Meanwhile, he was miserable in the back.

 

After the long flight, things were no better as they checked into the hotel. They got two adjoining rooms. Naturally, Ken was put into one of the rooms by himself, while the girls were in the second room.

"Go unpack your bag" ordered Amy.

"And be quick about it!" said Katie strongly. "And make sure you hang up everything nicely."

This was most disturbing of all. What had Amy done to her on the flight? Now *she* was ordering him around too, as if she owned him.

 

Ken went to his room, and opened the suitcase. He was horrified to see the contents. Dresses. Skirts. Blouses. Bikinis. Panties. Bras. Makeup. Women's shoes. Lingerie. Nail polish. And more. Nothing for a man. Everything for a woman.

He started to put it all away neatly. It was scary that an order from Katie seemed to carry as much weight as an order from Amy. He kept at it, and soon enough, all of his new female clothes were neatly put away. He stood there, waiting for further orders. He could not do otherwise.

 

Soon Katie came into the room, followed by Amy. Katie smiled, then spoke first.

"Now we will being to turn you into a woman."

 

Ken should have felt the utmost disgust at his new wife saying that. But with Amy's power always gnawing at him, twisting his mind and bending him towards her will, he felt something else: excitement and pleasure. He looked up as Katie held a pink shaver.

"Remove all of your body hair" she said. "Don't forget your shoulders and back."

"We'll have an outfit ready for you when you return" added Amy, giving a wink to Katie.

 

Ken found himself almost running to get into the bathroom, so he could start the shower, and get down to removing his body hair. Both women had ordered it, and he could not resist their combined wills. Add to that the inner excitement that he felt, and it became almost *pleasurable* to shave his legs, and make himself start to look more like a woman.

He hacked away at his hair, and it took some time to remove it all. There was his legs, his armpits, his chest, and the shoulders and upper back that Katie had told him not to forget. When he was done, there was quite a bit of hair in the drain for the shower! He knew enough to clean it up, because it looked gross to have so much hair in a pile on the shower floor, even if it was in a hotel.

 

Ken reported back to them hairless, except for his head.

"Very good" purred Katie. "You'll make an excellent woman, once we're done with you."

"To get you started" said Amy, "I'm putting you on female hormones. You'll take three of these pills a day for now, one with every meal. We need to get your system saturated with female hormones."

"And you will also take one of these pills every day" said Katie, handing over to him a disc containing a month's supply of birth control pills. "I won't be needing them anymore."

"Since when were you on birth control pills?" asked Ken, stunned.

"For three months."

"Why?" he asked, totally crushed.

"Ever since she has been *mine*," said Amy, "I put her on them, so she wouldn't get pregnant from all the men she's been f*cking."

"You've been with other men?" said Ken.

"Yes" she said. "Amy made me screw dozens of them. Now I know that men don't care about me; they just care about my body. Only a woman can truly love me, like Amy does."

 

"So you see" said Amy, "If you are to have any semblance of a relationship with her, you need to become a *woman*. Otherwise, she will *hate* you, as she hates all men. That is your goal in life now; to serve me, to serve her, and to make yourself into a woman, like us."

 

At that moment, Katie walked up to him, with two fake breasts in hand. She pushed them against his chest, and held them.

"These are until you grow *real* ones, of your own" she said. "The special glue will hold them in place for days at a time."

Next, Katie showed him a gaff; a device that he could wear to hide the bulge between his legs.

"Don't worry, as soon as the female hormones have done their work, you won't be able to get hard anymore. And one day soon, we'll have it all removed anyway."

Katie helped him into the gaff. Now he was handed white panties to put on. With the gaff in place, you would never have known that he had male equipment between his legs. Next, Katie put a bra onto him, which matched the panties.

 

Next, she came up from behind him, and put something over his head. As she attached it, he realized what it was: a wig. Katie led him to a mirror, and he looked at himself. He saw a woman standing there, with long red hair, wearing panties and a matching bra, that was stuffed full to the bursting point.

"Behold" said Amy. "From now on, you are *Julia*. You are no longer a man. You were never a man. You are a woman now, and your name is Julia."

"You are becoming like us now" said Katie. "You are becoming a *woman*."

She walked away for a moment, and returned with a glass of water. Ken took the estrogen pills out of the bottle, and put them in his mouth. Then he took a birth control pill."

 

"Now you have female hormones flowing through your body, just like us" said Amy.

"Soon you will grow boobs. Your skin will become soft and smooth. Your brain will get rewired. In time, you might even start to desire men."

"You will never go back to who you were Julia" said Amy. "You are a woman, now and forever."

 

Ken was in a total daze, as the girls continued to dress him up. They put him into a short pink skirt, a tight white tank top, and pink open toed shoes with a cute little heels and a pink bow tie on top. He sat at the table, as they started to apply makeup to his face, long fake nails on his fingers, followed by two coats of pink nailpolish.

When they were done, he was starting to look more like a woman.

"You look very pretty Julia" said Katie.

"Thank you" said Ken, surprised to hear the words come out of his mouth.

"Have fun, we'll see you tonight" said Amy.

"Why, what's going on?"

"It's our honeymoon" said Katie. "Remember all those plans to go scuba diving, hiking and horseback riding? Amy and I are going to do that. You can go shopping for skirts if you'd like."

"Or get a facial. You are only allowed to do *feminine* activities."

"You will act like a girl at all times."

"And one more rule: you are not allowed to pleasure yourself, at all."

"Never."

"Do you understand?"

 

"Yes" said Ken, who was feeling more and more crushed every moment. His love, Katie, was going to do the fun things he had planned with her; but she was going to do them with *Amy*, while he had to act like a girl. And now he knew that she had been sleeping with other men for months. If all of the other things from the past day didn't make him feel inadequate as a man, this was the icing on that cake.

 

And so ken Spent the day by himself, walking from store to store, buying more skirts, blouses and shoes for himself. He got a facial, and got his eyebrows waxed. A voice in his head kept whispering to him until he gave in, and got his ears pierced as she shopped for a new array of jewelry.

When Katie and Amy returned to the room, holding hands and smiling, they found Ken sitting there, filling his nails, reading a copy of Glamour.

"Hello Julia" said Amy. "How was your day, sweetie?"

"Very good" replied Ken. "I got my ears pierced."

"I see. Very nice."

"I like what you did to your eyebrows. It makes your eyes look very feminine and pretty" said Katie.

"Thank you" replied Ken, much to his chagrin.

It was terrible that words would come out of his mouth, with no control at all.

 

"I'm hungry" said Katie. "Go to the restaurant, and bring dinner for us. I'll have the Caesar salad, and an iced tea."

"And I'll take the tofu salad" said Amy.

"And how about a bottle of champagne, so that Amy and I can celebrate tonight?" added Katie.

Ken found himself getting up, and walking down the hall towards the hotel's restaurant. He felt like a waitress, taking their order and going to bring it back for them. That voice in his head told him to be sure and get silverware and napkins.

When he returned with the food, he set the table, and laid out dinner. Then he opened the bottle of champagne, and poured a glass for each of the two women.

"I want ice water" said Katie.

"My too. With a lemon" said Amy.

Now he had to go back out, get a couple of lemons and a bucket of ice. Then he came back, poured the water into the cups of ice, and added the lemon. He brought the cups to the girls, and noticed that their champagne glasses were getting low. So he poured them some more, and stood at attention, ready to serve them.

 

"What would you like for dessert, love?" asked Amy.

"Strawberries!" replied Katie. "With dark chocolate."

"That isn't on the menu here" said Ken.

"Well that's not *my* problem" said Katie, pointing to the door.

 

Ken had to go out onto the street, find an open store that sold fruit, find a place that sold chocolate, and return with them to the room. He prepared them on a plate, and brought it to the girls.

"You can finish our salads now Julia" said Amy. "You get our leftovers. That is all you deserve."

"I don't think Julia should eat at the table. She should have to go back to her own room, so we can have some privacy" said Katie.

"I agree" replied Amy. "Get!"

 

Ken stood up and trotted off to his room, carrying the leftovers. As he ate alone, one of the girls closed the door and locked it, so that he could no longer go into their room. All night, as he read his copy of Glamour and practiced new makeup techniques, he could hear the two women making love. At one point, the headboard of the bed was banging against the wall, as Katie let out one loud moan after the other. Sitting there in his skirt, dressed up like a girl, Ken could do nothing but listen.

 

* * *

 

The second day was no different. The girls went out to have fun, while 'Julia' shopped for more feminine attire and accessories. When Ken got back to the room with the bags, there was a voice in his head, telling him what to do again. He tried not to listen; he tried to ignore it, but he could not.

"Put on your bikini" said the voice.

Ken found himself taking off his skirt, his bra and his panties. He picked up the yellow two-piece string bikini, and put it on. The bottom barely covered his gaff in the front, while the strings tied up at the sides. The top seemed tiny, barely covering the large fake breasts glued onto his chest.

"Now go lay out by the pool" said the voice.

Reluctantly, Ken found himself walking out to the pool, past all of the men, women and children, and laying down on a reclining chair by the pool. He put on suntan oil, then put on sunglasses. He laid back, and let the rays of sun hit his skin.

After thirty minutes, he reapplied the suntan oils, then laid on his front to let his back get tanned. As he basked in the sun, it occurred to him that it hadn't taken much to get him to put on the bikini and go out in public as a girl. He realized that he was able to offer up less resistance than the day before. He *was* becoming more and more *hers*.

 

That evening, Amy confirmed this.

"You hear voices telling you what to do now" she said.

"Yes" he replied. He could not lie to her.

"That is a voice coming from *me*. You hear it louder every day. Over time, it will start to become so loud, that you will hear *that* voice only, and it will drown out your current self. As you can see, that voice is very much feminine, and very much under my power and control. As she grows within you, you will become *her*."

Ken was stunned.

"Was that what you did to Katie?"

"Exactly. I made a new Katie inside of her. There may be some remnants of the old Katie left, but she is powerless, trapped inside of a body that only does what *I* want. Just as you will be. A part of you may still be able to look on and watch, as I complete your feminization. But every moment, bit by bit, you are becoming Julia inside. She is growing stronger. Ken is growing weaker. Soon there will be no Ken, only Julia. And then you will be completely mine."

"I want to be yours" said the voice in Ken's head. And at that same moment, he spoke the words out loud. It was frightening: he didn't even process what the 'Julia' voice said. He didn't have time to react to it. For the first time, *she* had directly controlled him. He was being taken out of the equation. Now he knew his fate. He was truly becoming Julia.

In his mind, Ken struggled to find a way to stop the process. Amy had said that there was still a seed of the old Katie in her mind. Was there some way he could reach her? Maybe together they could defeat Amy, and be together as they were meant to be.

As he thought this, he was hearing the two women with their loud lovemaking in the next room, as he painted his toenails to match the color on his fingernails. He hummed as he applied the pink polish. He really needed a pedicure. His feet were a mess. He would have to do that tomorrow.

Ken took off his jewelry, and cleaned it. He got into his nightie, then put on his facial cream. After brushing his teeth and taking his third does of female hormones for the day, he laid back in the bed, reading the brochure for the laser hair removal services that the hotel spa offered. Tomorrow, he would go down there, and begin the work. He didn't want all that awful hair to grow back. A woman didn't have hair there, so it was imperative that he made sure it would never return.

 

* * *

 

While the women went out to have fun again, Ken went to the spa to begin the hair removal process. He dressed up in a pretty green and pink outfit with a low cut top and a soft skirt. Underneath, he wore a daring torsolette, although he wished he could wear a more formal dress, so he could try out the new tricot he had bought, along with a pair of dark stockings.

The woman at the spa explained to him the advantages of laser hair removal over electrolyses. He signed up for a full set of procedures. The rest of his day was spent in the spa, having hair removed, getting a facial, a full manicure and pedicure, and lastly, a tanning session.

He returned to the room in the late afternoon, feeling prettier and more feminine than he had ever felt yet.

"How was your day?" asked Amy.

"Wonderful. I had the best time getting pampered at the spa" he replied.

The Julia voice within him was speaking through him now. He had no control over what he did and said. It was like watching a movie now, as the Julia personality within him did everything, and he could only watch. Every now and then *he* actually did something. But for the most part, *she* was in full control.

And since *she* was a creation of Amy's, it meant that for all intents and purposes, he was now just an extension of Amy's will. An empty shell, only doing her bidding. Julia loved and worshiped Amy with all her heart. And so all of Ken's actions (which she controlled) were in accordance with that.

 

Amy walked over to Katie, and embraced her. The two women were leaning into each other, their bodies touching at the waist, as well as at the end points of their bosoms. Their arms were around each other, and they kissed.

"Katie and I have consummated our marriage now" said Amy. "She is completely mine now."

"Heart, mind, body and soul" said Katie. "I belong to you, Great One."

"Now it is your turn" said Amy. "Now you will become like her, and take your next step towards becoming even more into my power."

 

Amy led Katie by the hand to the bed.

"On your knees, Julia" said Amy. "You will watch us, and not speak."

Ken got on his knees right away. He could feel the rough carpet with his bare knees, because his skirt was too short to cover them when he knelt down. He stayed there silently, as commanded. And he watched as Amy and Katie began to make love.

First they took the longest time with their foreplay, getting each other aroused. They slowly took each other's clothes off, and touched each other all over. Katie paid special attention to Amy's nipples, where were hard and erect now. She put her mouth on them, and sucked, as her hands explored all over Amy's body.

After both women were fully ready, Amy sat on the bed, and spread her legs wide open. Immediately, Katie got on her knees, and went down on her. She used her tongue, and then her fingers as well, exploring the space between Amy's legs. She brought her again and again, as Amy moaned with pleasure.

 

When Amy had enough, she pushed Katie away. Now it was *her* turn to receive pleasure. She stood by the side of the bed, leaned forward, and put her hands on the bed. Her exposed butt was sticking up. Amy smiled. This was her favorite part.

Amy took an item off the night stand that Ken had not noticed before: a strap-on. She pulled it up, and fastened the leather belts around her. Now a monstrous dld protruded from between her legs. She approached Katie with it poking out in front of her. Katie spread her legs a bit, so that Amy would have easier access.

From the rear, Amy guided the dld in between the lips of Katie's pussy. From the first thrust, Katie started to moan, then scream with pleasure. She begged Amy to do it harder and harder. The headboard of the bed shook, as Amy rammed it into her again and again.

Finally, Amy pulled out, and Katie collapsed into a quivering pile of jello on the bed. She was shaking all over with the tremors after her many orgasms. She was panting, out of breath.

 

"Come here Julia" ordered Amy, who was standing up.

Ken came over to her.

"On your knees. Suck me."

Ken fell to his knees. Amy moved closer, and now the very realistic looking strap-on was right in his face. The new person inside of him, Julia, was firmly in control. She grabbed at the dld, and hungrily opened Ken's mouth to let it in. Ken found himself sucking on the thing wildly, as if he had longed to do this all his life. He tried with all his might to stop Julia from making him do it, but he was powerless.

He could taste Katie's juices on the dld as he sucked. Oh how he longed to be up inside of her! But here he was, dressed up like a girl, sucking on a dld.

"Stand by the bed like Katie did" ordered Amy all of a sudden.

Ken got up, walked towards the bed, leaned over, and spread his legs. Amy came up behind him, and pulled up his skirt. Then she pulled down his panties and his gaff. Ken gasped as she started to put the *thing* up inside of him.

"Yes!!!" he called out, forced by Julia. "F*ck me baby! Give me all you've got! Put it all into me! F*ck me harder!!!!"

Amy was behind him, thrusting again and again. She reached around him, and cupped her hands over his fake breasts.

"You *are* a woman now" she said.

"I am a woman!" called out Ken, loudly.

"You like being penetrated" she said.

"Yes!!!" called out Ken. "Yes!!!!!"

"You are a woman, and what you really want, is a *man*" said Amy.

"Oh yes!!!" replied Ken.

At that moment, Amy reached around to his front. With all that had gone on, he was fully aroused now. It only took a small touch from her, and Ken exploded in pleasure. He had been pent up for days, and Amy knew just how to touch him. Ken came and came, harder than he ever had in his life.

 

Amy pulled out, and now it was Ken who collapsed into a pile on the floor. He looked up at Amy, who was towering over him, with the strap-on still attached to her. She put her foot right on his throat.

 

"You are a woman now" she said. "And you are completely mine. On the inside, a small part of you still wants to be with Katie. But she is my wife now, and you will never have her. To her, you are nothing. You are just a girl."

Katie walked up, and put her arms around Amy.

"She's right" said Katie. "I don't want you. You're just a girl to me now."

"Plus" said Amy, "You no longer desire women. From now on, you only want to be with a *man*. How could you ever be with Katie, when she wants a woman, but you want a man? You will *never* touch her. You will *never* kiss her. What you will do however, is server her. You will serve both her and I from now on. Come with me, so you can put on your new outfit."

 

Ken followed her to the closet. She reached inside, and pulled out a couple of things. First was a white lingerie set, including stockings and a very pretty torsolette. Ken put his gaff back on, and then the fancy lacy lingerie. Then Katie handed him the next item: a maid's outfit.

Ken put it on, then Katie tied the apron around him from the back. Amy gave him black heels to put on, while Katie put the maid's cap on his head.

"You are our servant now" said Katie. "You are my serving girl."

"You will wait on us, hand and foot" said Amy.

"Every day, you become more and more female. And now, you are nothing to me but a serving girl."

 

The effect was crushing. Ken's spirit was broken on the inside. At seizing the moment, Julia stepped up to take further control away from Ken. His voice was fading fast. Julia's thoughts were now far louder in his head than his own. It was becoming difficult to even distinguish which thoughts were *hers* and which were his.

In effect, Ken was Julia now. There was not enough left of his former self to even protest anything they did to him. Julia's thoughts inside his head were strong enough, that the word 'him' no longer had any meaning. She thought of herself as a woman. And she was firmly in control inside. Therefore, Ken thought of herself as a woman too. She thought of herself as Julia. Ken was just a dim memory, like a fading dream.

 

Julia went to her room, and took the sheets off of her bed. Then she went to Amy and Katie's room, remaking the bed with the fresh linens. The linens from Amy's bed, wet with the juices from the girl's pussies, along with the massive amount of come from Ken, were put only Julia's bed. She would sleep on the wet spots, along with the smells of sex. Amy and Katie would sleep on nice, dry, fresh linens.

Next, Julia assisted the girls, helping them into their nighties. Scratching their backs. Brushing their hair. Painting their toenails. Waiting on them hand and foot.

"Bring me water."

"Turn on the TV for me."

"Dim the lights."

"Turn up the air conditioning."

 

No job was too small to assign to Julia. And no matter what the task, she did it, without protest, without hesitation.

 

* * *

 

The next day, the girls wanted to go golfing. Julia was told to dress up with a white skirt, and a sleeveless golf shirt.

"Am I to golf with you?" she said.

"No. You will caddy for us" replied Katie. "You will carry our clubs, hand them to us when we ask for them, and clean them after every shot. If we hit the ball into the water or the weeds, you will retrieve it for us. You will serve us on the golf course as we have fun."

"Yes Ma'am" said Julia.

 

It was a hot day, over 90 degrees. The golf course was inland, so the ocean breeze didn't cool it as it did the beach. Julia was very hot and sweaty when they were done.

"Take our clubs back to the hotel" ordered Amy. "Change into your tankini, and meet us at the beach."

"Yes Ma'am" said Julia. "It is a hot day."

"You won't be swimming Julia" said Katie. "You will be there to adjust our umbrella, fetch us drinks, and massage our feet."

"Yes Ma'am" replied Julia obediently.

What was left of Ken on the inside was crying. He was getting weaker and weaker.

 

* * *

 

That evening, Amy was prepared for the last stop of Ken's transition into becoming Julia. A final crushing blow, which would eliminate him forever. She ordered Julia to dress up in a nice elegant long dress, and to make a reservation for them at the fancy restaurant at the resort hotel next door.

Julia met the women there, and ate with them. Afterwards, there was a dance at the ballroom down the hall.

"Julia: here are your instructions" said Amy. "As you know, Katie is my wife now. And I have decided that she will have a baby now. We need a man to get her pregnant. So I have a job for you: dance with all of the guys, find the one who is the cutest and most virile looking, and bring him up to the room. He will have sex with Katie, so that she can get pregnant. Do you understand?"

"Yes Ma'am" said Julia.

 

Amy watched as Julia went out into the crowd, scoping out the men. She watched as Julia danced with several of them. Amy nodded her head in approval. Julia had a good eye for which guy was the cutest. It would be killing Ken inside her, to know that he was dancing with a man he felt attracted to, and that he was to seduce the man, so that he could get Katie pregnant.

She would make him do this day after day, until the honeymoon ended. By the time they got back home, there would be no trace of Ken at all. He would be Julia, in every way. Then it would just be a matter of time as he went through the various surgeries, until he was woman in body, as well as in his mind and soul.

 

Amy smiled. Her plan had worked perfectly. It was all Ken's fault anyway that he was to wind up as their slave girl. He had gotten in the way. Amy had been in love with Katie since college, but back then Katie had no interest in girls. Amy had learned the dark arts, so that she could seduce Katie, and make Katie love her.

But Ken had to propose to her, and ruin her plans. But Amy was too smart for him. She had skillfully set things up, and now not only did she have her dream lover in Katie, but she had a serving wench, in Julia. It was just a bonus, compared to her initial plan. Too bad for Ken that he got caught in the wrong place and at the wrong time.

He was Julia now, and the rest of his life would be devoted to becoming more and more feminine, as he served Katie, and herself. A fitting life for a man. That was all they were good for anyway. Maybe some day she would tire of him. She could make Julia fall in love with some man, and marry *him*. Now *that* would be a happy ending, she thought.

  

  

  

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