Rings

by Jennifer White

 

I had been married to Paige for five years, when that fateful day came. It started off like an ordinary Saturday. Paige, off to get her nails done, then lunch with the girls. Me, working on projects around the house all morning, then sitting down with a beer to watch the game on TV.

There was a knock at the door, so I got up to answer it. A man was there, who I didn't recognize.

"Hello, I'm Max" he said.

"Hi" I replied, not sure what he was selling.

"I'm a friend of Paige's" he said, ignoring the cold shoulder I was giving him. "Do you mind if I come inside?"

"Paige has never mentioned you" I said.

"Listen buddy" said Max, "actually, I'm here trying to help her out."

He reached into his pocket, and pulled out a black velvet box. He opened it to show me a gold metal band inside. A ring.

"She's buying you a new ring for your birthday" he said. "But she's afraid to get the wrong size. I'm here to fit it on you, and see if it needs to be adjusted. She doesn't know that I'm here. But I want her to be happy with her purchase."

"I see" I said, showing him in.

It was just like Paige to surprise me with something like this. And it did seem awful kind of Max to come here on a Saturday, just to help her out. So I let him in, and offered him a beer.

"Maybe later" he said. "First, down to business. Why don't you slip it on, and lets see what it looks like."

I took the ring from Max, and slipped it onto my finger. Suddenly, everything was wrong. My whole world was shattered. Let me explain.

When I put the ring on, I was overcome with a tingling feeling, all over my body. I couldn't move! I was just standing there. It was becoming difficult to even think, as if my brain was freezing too.

"You are mine now" said Max sternly. "You belong to me."

My mind whirled. I was his. I belonged to him. He seemed so powerful, and I seemed so weak. His words echoed in my head, over and over again. I was his now.

"On your knees" he said.

Almost before the words were out of his mouth, I felt myself getting down on my knees in front of him! Why was I being so obedient and compliant? I wanted to smack him! But... I was his. He had given me an order. I *had* to comply. I was his.

"Let me tell you your fate" he said. "I am going to reshape you and make you into something new. Moment by moment, bit by bit, you are becoming a *woman* now. That's right, you're going to be a girl."

On my knees, his words hit me like a sledgehammer. I was going to become a girl? That was impossible!

"It has already started" said Max. "The moment you put the ring on, your body started to change. With every passing second, you become more and more female. Your maleness is disappearing even as we speak. You are growing more and more feminine. You are becoming a woman."

I wanted to cry out for help, but I wasn't able to do that. He hadn't told me I could, and somehow, I could not disobey him. I just knelt there, as my body gradually changed.

"Touch your chest" said Max. "Feel how your boobs are forming there. You're going to be really stacked by the time they're done growing. You're going to need to wear a bra, from this day on, for the rest of your life. You've got boobs. Welcome to womanhood.

My hands went to my chest when he ordered me to do it. I could feel *them*! Growing on my chest were two firm mounds. Breasts. This was real! I *was* becoming a woman!

"Your name is Alexis now" he said. "Now tell me your name."

"I am Alexis" I said immediately.

No I wasn't! That was a girl's name! I was a man! I didn't want to be a woman! I didn't want to be Alexis.... and yet I was. *He* had told me I was Alexis. And so, I *must* be Alexis. Yes, that was me. Alexis.

"You are weak and compliant" he said. "You will obey me in all things, forever. You are becoming a woman Alexis. A sexy woman, who likes to show off her body. And you are *my* woman. A woman who would do anything I tell her."

"I am your woman" I said out loud.

His words were echoing in my head. I was a woman. I was Alexis. I was weak. I must obey him. His words were forcing my thoughts into different patterns. Forcing me to become his weak, compliant woman. Alexis. That was me. I was *his* woman.

"Take all your clothes off, Alexis" he said.

I immediately started to strip down, until I was bare. As I undressed, he went out to his car, and returned with a hanging bag. He unzipped the bag, and showed me a sexy maid's uniform inside. He handed it to me.

"You will put this on, after you put on your panties and bra."

There were a pair of black lace panties on the hanger. I put them on, and noted how small the bulge between my legs had become. I *was* rapidly shrinking, down there. Then I put on my black, underwire bra. *My* bra. It was loose on me, with the small but ever growing boobs I now had. Seeing how much of the bra was empty told me how big I was going to become. I *was* going to be stacked.

Now I put on the maid's outfit. The skirt barely came down low enough to hide my panties. I tied the white lacy apron on, and now I was fully dressed as a maid.

"You are very pretty Alexis" he said. "You are a pretty girl."

I nodded. I *felt* pretty, as he told me. I tingled all over from being praised like that.

"Now come here into this closet, and kneel down" said Max.

I walked over, into the hall closet, and got on my knees again.

"I am going to close this door, but not all the way, so you can see out" said Max. "You are to remain perfectly silent, and not to leave the closet until I tell you to. Is that clear Alexis?"

"Yes, my Master" I said. "I am to remain in the closet, and to keep quiet."

"Exactly" he said. "I also have one more task for you."

Max reached into his coat pocket, and removed a very realistic looking dildo. He handed it to me.

"Hold onto this" he said. "Soon, you will see me with another woman. When she arrives, she will want my dick. She will want to do things to it and with it. You are to do whatever she does. When she sucks me, you are to suck your dildo. When I penetrate her, you are to penetrate yourself. Do you understand, Alexis?"

"Yes, perfectly, my Master."

"Good" he said. "Now I will close the door. Keep your eyes on me, and pay attention. Remember, with every moment you become more and more of a woman. When I return to open the door for you, you will have become completely female."

I nodded, as he shut the closet door far enough to make it almost completely dark inside. I could see out, but someone in the livingroom wouldn't be able to notice me. I kept on my knees, waiting and watching.

It must have been twenty minutes later, when I heard a rustle at the door. In walked a woman I recognized: Paige. Part of me was screaming out. Max was evil, he was up to no good. I had to warn Paige. I had to save her! I had to do something!

But I could not. My Master had ordered me to remain quiet, and to watch. And so, I could only kneel there and watch, as Max got Paige to put on a ring, which he said was from me! She smiled, and put it onto her finger.

At that moment, I saw the light in her eyes go out. Her face went blank, her eyes locked in an empty stare. Max whispered something into her ear. She started to take off her clothes! Now she was kissing him, and she seemed to be enjoying it!

She unzipped Max's pants, and pulled them right off. Then she almost ripped his shirt, tearing it off him too. She removed his socks, and finally his briefs. Now she smiled, as she put her hand onto his penis. At that moment, I remembered the dildo I held in my hand all this time, and what I was to do with it.

I watched Paige put her mouth around Max's manhood. At that moment, I opened my mouth, and put the dildo into it. I was just like her now, with my mouth full. She was rocking her head back and forth on him. I started to do the same with the dildo.

Now mind you, I was *disgusted* at what I was doing! But I was completely helpless. I *had* to do it, and I could not act otherwise. My mind was being completely overridden, and I was not able to put up any resistance at all.

Now Paige removed her mouth from him, and he was rock hard. She sat on the couch, and spread her legs wide open. Max smiled, and moved in for the kill. He slid his manhood up into Paige, and she let out a huge moan.

At that moment, I found that my hand was pushing the dildo up into the wet slit I had between my legs. I had a vagina now! I *was* a woman! And I was putting a dildo into myself, and it felt *so* good! I was gasping, trying remain silent, as I mirrored Max's movements, pushing the dildo in and out of myself.

I could feel my breasts straining against the tightness of my bra. They had more than filled up the large cups now. I could feel the dildo hitting my clit as I pushed it in, and pulled it out. And I could not take my eyes off of Paige. My wife was being nailed by another man, but here I was, a helpless woman now, using a dildo on myself.

Paige screamed as she had her orgasm. At that same moment, I had one of my own. A *female* orgasm. And now I felt something new: jealousy. Paige had a *man*, but I only had a plastic dildo. I wanted *him* in me. I wanted to spread my legs for him, like she was!

When Max stopped rocking back and forth on top of her, I knew he had come. I imagine what it would be like to feel the warm splash inside of me. I wanted that. I wanted *him*. He was my master, and I wanted to please him, as Paige just had.

"Alexis, come here now" said Max.

I stood up, and hurried over to the naked couple on the couch. I must have looked quite the sight in my frilly maid's uniform. I felt long hair brushing my shoulder. I had completely changed. I was all woman now.

Max turned to Paige.

"This woman used to be your husband" he said. "What do you think of her?"

"I think she looks like a little tramp" said Paige. "I think she wants you. But she can't have you! You're *my* man! And she's just a cheap tart."

"She is" agreed Max. "And she is mine to control. I can make her do anything I want!"

Now Max turned to me.

"I just screwed your wife" he said. "And you did nothing to stop me, did you?"

"No" I said.

"You're not a man anymore, are you? In fact, you never really were a man. You've always been weak. You've always been more like a woman."

Paige turned to me in disgust.

"You were never much of a man" she said. "I think you're better off, being a woman. You never made me come like Max just did! You were always so small. I could barely feel your dick inside me when we made love. I think you already were a woman back then. You just didn't know it."

I just stood there and listened. How could Paige hate me so much now? What had Max done to her? Why was she being like this.

"Paige, lay back and spread your legs" said Max.

Immediately, she did what he wanted.

"You're not a man anymore, so you can't screw her" said Max. "But you can do something for me. Put your face into her pussy. Lick her clean. Suck out every drop that I put into her. Do it. Now."

I found my face buried in Paige's pussy. I found myself sucking and licking her, cleaning out all of the come that Max had injected into her.

"Act like you're enjoying it" he said. "You *like* sucking out my come."

My mind reeled as I did as he asked. I sucked and sucked. And as much as I hated it, I felt a strange sensation: enjoyment.

"Very good Alexis" he finally said to me. "Now how about that drink you offered me earlier? And get something for Paige. She is your Mistress now too. You will obey her, as you obey me."

I hurried to the kitchen to pour them each a glass of wine. I served it to them on a tray.

"Paige, my love, what should we make Alexis do now?" he asked, as he sipped his wine.

"Alexis should do to you what I just did" she replied.

"An excellent idea!" he replied.

Max pointed between his legs. I knew what he wanted. Or at least these new responses in my mind did. I got on my knees, and put my mouth around his manhood. It was limp and soft, but I kept working him. Because he had just done my wife, it took him a little while to get hard again, so I really needed to concentrate on doing a good job.

Once he was hard, I found that I was very wet and moist between my legs. My new body *wanted* him, badly. I found myself laying back and spreading my legs, so he could put himself into me. I had just done a similar thing with the dildo, but I can tell you it felt a *lot* better with a real man up in my pussy!

I was moaning with pleasure as he thrust into me, again and again. Because he had just come inside of Paige's pussy, it took him a lot longer to come inside of me. But I was happy with that. The longer it took him, the more he slid in and out of me, and the more orgasms *I* had, as he stimulated my clit, my vagina, and touched me all over with his strong wonderful hands.

When at last he made the little splash inside me, I no longer felt jealous of Paige. Now I had done the same things that she did. Now we were like sisters. Except for one small detail. You see, once Max pulled himself out of me (and had me suck his manhood clean, making me taste him again, along with the juices from my own pussy), he gave me another order.

"Alexis, you know that you are mine. You are my slave. You will serve me in all ways. You live your life to please me. But you will also serve Paige from now on too. You will do anything she asks, without hesitation. I am taking her as mine, as well as you. You will serve your Mistress, and you will serve *me*. The only time you will ever disobey her, is if she contradicts something I tell you. Otherwise, you are hers to control too."

"Yes my Master" I said.

So you see, Paige wasn't quite like a sister to me. I was just like her, except that she owned me, and I served her too.

"Paige and I will be lovers, and share the same bed" said Max. "You will sleep on the couch, or in the guest room. You will be our maid, and serve us. Sometimes, if you are a good girl, I might favor you with my sexual attention. Other times, Paige will wear a strap-on, and *she* will f*ck you hard."

"Yes my Master" I said.

I stood there, wearing my skimpy maid's uniform. I was all female now. I was a woman, and no longer a virgin! I stared at Max, wanting him to make me feel that way again, like he did when he was up inside me. I'd do anything to feel that way again! I had to serve my Master, so he would be kind to me, and do that to me again and again. And I had to be kind to my Mistress. I would serve her too.

"How can I serve you, Master?" I asked.

Max turned to Paige. She smiled at me.

"You can start by cleaning the kitchen floor" she said. "Then wash all the sheets in the house, fold the laundry, then vacuum. I'll make a list of your daily chores. From now on, you will be a busy woman."

"Thank you, Mistress" I said, grateful that she was giving me something to do so that I could help and serve her. She was very kind to me indeed.

Max slapped me on the butt, as I walked past him, and up the stairs to start changing the sheets. I let out a little shriek as he touched me. I loved his touch. I wanted him again, right then and there. But I was a maid, and I had work to do. I whistled as I strutted down the hall, and into the bedroom that used to be mine. I was so happy.

  

  

  

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