Note: Original storyline for this chapter is credited to Stacey OReilly

   

The Vulvoid Transform

by Lisa James

ljchange@hotmail.com

Part 7

 

As far as Russian Secret Intelligence was concerned Agent Yasharov had gone silent - no direct contact in more than 5 days. Yet what agent Yasharov did not know was that one of his teeth was actually a positional transponder and the agent's master knew exactly where their agent was. What they did not know is why the agent had gone silent. So they dispatched another to find out. Agent Simeon was about 26, male and in superb physical condition. He made his way to the facility that was the location of Agent Yasharov's position....

Agent Yasharov endured his first day as a vuvloid girl in the same kind of deep shock exhaustion that all new hosts endured. Her symbiot panties were hungry for all their effort in changing him into a girl. Accordingly, at the insistence of her new mamobellum breast brains she masturbated her new vulva many many times. She simply hated being a girl, hated the feeling of the mouth-like void between her legs, hated the weight and intelligence of her breasts. She hated the knowledge and sensation of living panties betwen her legs and began to get a haunting sense of the intelligence of her breasts that were wired into her body as surely as her own brain was.

On day two she found out the shocking truth about where the vulvoid panties came from as she saw one of the new girls raped and give birth to a writhing panty symbiot at the order of the aparent Vulvoid leader Lisa. It suddenly dawned on her what it truly meant to be a vulvoid girl. She was not just the victim of an unwanted sex change, she was not just an enslaved host to some living panties whose putpose was to feed and host the panties... Her body was part of the sexual reproductive cycle of the panties. She was going to be raped - to give birth! She stared at the triangular curved mound between her legs with renewed fear and horror....

Like all vulvoid girls, over the next few days, her thoughts began to intermingle with the thoughts of her mamobellum. At times they would violently assert their control over her body. At times she would sense no interferrence or influence in her body control - they were simply large sexual mounds upon her chest. At times she could feel some subtle cross-over of their thinking, and she found this perhaps more concerning . She could sense their hatred of males, their envy of the male body and sexual organs. She sensed that the breasts would compell her to change as many men and boys into vulvoid girls as they could. Yasharov vowed that she would not co-operate, after all it was her body - not the body of her unwelcome breasts or panties. Yet events would transpire to prove that she was very wrong to think she could do anything but watch her body become an instrument in the ruination of many lives...

Five days after Yasharov's transformation the replacement agent Simeon had arrived in the area. Under cover of darkness he found his way into the grounds of the facility - noticing an empty bus in the grounds as he entered the buildings. He had a tracking device that let him locate Yasharov - yet he was very careful to not be discovered. It soon became aparent to Yasharov that there was something extremely strange going on - as, from many a hiding spot, he saw girls wearing little but panties moving about the facility.

His first thoughts were that the lucky bastard Yasharov had found himself at some sex venue and was busy fucking his brains out with these gorgeously curvaceous girls. But as he watched more closely he began to see some things that began to disturb him. Quite a few of the girls cried as they moved along. Several more passed while touching their breasts and panty covered vulvas - yet they had looks of dispair and revulsion on their faces - not sexual pleasure. One girl even sat of the floor and began masturbating whilst yelling out for help - saying that she hated being a girl and that she could not bear to touch her cunt. She became almost hysterical as she neared climax and then began begging to have her dick grow back before comming. What simeon saw next was almost unbelievable... She spread her legs and stared at her crotch while her panties moved, as if alive, writhing over he vulva. It was like watching some bizarre sex-horror movie. How could a girl possibly want to grow her dick back? Girls dont have dicks... Unless they were'nt always girls....

Finding suitable hiding spots was not always easy. Each time that Simeon moved from cover he would hear sounds of approaching girls and would have to rapidly hide again - several times he almost got discovered. Breaking cover from a plant room Simeon began moving down a corridoor when he heard the sound of male voices and shouted orders from a girl approaching. He ran ahead and entered a larger room - mostly empty except for a few mobile hospital style beds and several low benches along the walls and what looked like a fish tank - empty except for liquid in front of one of the benches. There were a number of large medical machines along one wall including what looked to be MRI scanners and X-Ray machines. Thankfully he found a hiding spot in time as the door opened and in walked about 10 young men, followed by about 6 of the girls. All bar one of the girls had guns pointed at the men to ensure co-operation.

One girl appeared to be in charge - she directed the men to line up and take off their clothes... One of the men objected and had three machine guns pointed at him until he complied. They all took off their clothes and stood, millitary style in a line wondering what the hell was going on.

"Welcome to our facility - my name is Lisa. Today we are going to perform a little experiment - and you are to be the subjects. Look at me and you see a girl. What you dont know is that I have not always been a girl - nor were any of these girls born with the bodies you see before you.... Each of us is now host to a pair of living panties - called vulvoid panties - that changed our bodies when they took us as hosts." Lisa said to the frightened men.

She pointed to one of the other girls and said "I have a host for you to change now".

The girl screamed "No!!! Please I dont want to.... no... oh... ahhhh!". She shuddered and stared down at her breasts - her nipples now quite errect. She sat on one of the low benches and spread her legs - staring at her crotch. Simeon was getting extremely worried and could not imagine what was going to happen next when he noticed the girl's panties gusset begin to swell. A few of the now-nude men, staring at the beautiful girls and the widely spread legs of the girl on the benches, began to get hard-ons.

"She is about to be impregnated by her panties... In less than half an hour she will give birth to another pair of panties... Which one of you will have the pleasure of putting on!" Lisa said as the young men gasped. "It takes about an hour... the change.... and I'd like to tell you its enjoyable, but the fact is that its not. Your DNA is rewritten... you grow breasts! Intelligent breasts - like mine!" Lisa grabbed her breasts and screamed "I hate them! They control me! Make me do unspeakable things..." She also shuddered and seemed to regain control. "You will loose your penis - it will become your clitoris. Your balls will become absorbed - your scrotum will thicken up and split to form your labia - your girl mouth. You will grow a vagina!" She now grabbed her panty covered crotch and began to cry.

The girl whose panties were swelling gave a shout and grabbed her bulging panties. "No!!! God no!!! Theyre moving! Pushing into my... my.... ahhhhh!!!! Its inside me!!!! Please god no!!!" And she removed her hand to reveal a very flat female mound with no hint of the bulge. A moment later the bulge reappeared and then it disappeared again. The action picked up speed as the panties pushed its panty penis inside her vagina and moved in and out of her. The girls breasts reasserted control and she was powerless to do anything but watch a throbbing mass between her legs that was clearly raping her.

One of the men was clearly very disturbed about this news and tried to run. For his efforts he was shot - dead. The other men began to beg and plead to be let go, some visibly trembling. The girls holding the guns raised them again and one of them said "any one else want to choose death?" They all shut up and stayed in line - becoming more terrified by the minute. Many were glancing now at their manhoods and then at the girls - obviously beginning to imagine what it would be like to be a girl host. From the looks on their faces it was clear they were not happy at the prospects. Simeon meanwhile just waited - transfixed from the shadows of the MRI machine.

The girl, Lisa, pulled her panties down to her knees and thrust her vulva forward. "This is what you will have between your legs! A cunt! A vulva! A vagina! Check it out boys - its every bit as flat and invasive as it looks - and each of you will become like me when you become a host." She walked over to the nearest man and grabbed his penis. "I used to have one of these! My fucking panties stole it from me and made this fuck mouth grow in its place!" Again Lisa began to cry as she cupped her bald vulva in her other hand whilst she held the mans penis in her other hand - feeling its shape and size with undisguised envy.

The vulvoid girl being raped by her panties began to pant and moan as the panty penis forced her to the point of near climax. She was pumping her hips into the air in time with the thobbing penetrations of the panties when she suddenly came - screaming as she did so. She grabbed her vulva and began to cry as she felt her wet girlhood cupped in her hands - knowing that a new vulvoid life form was now growing inside her.

The next half an hour was very surreal. Simeon watched the belly of the raped girl swell subtly. He saw Lisa sit next to the girl and bizarrely comfort her whilst the men were forced to stand, silent and watch. Twenty five minutes later (by Simeons watch) the girl began to get contractions. She pulled her panties off and spread her legs, staring at the arc of her slit with fear and hate. She lay on the floor and began moaning and thrusting her pubic mound in the air. Her nipples were engorged, which Simeon had guessed was a sign of breast control. Minutes later she began moaning faster and faster and then we saw her vulva bulge out momentarily before her labia lips were split from the inside by the birthing panties. She screamed as she watched and endured the escape of this horrendous life form from her recently formed vagina. It was encased in a clear sac, yet everyone could clearly see the writhing form of light blue vulvoid panties inside.

Lisa stood up and walked to the nearest man. "Pick them up - put them on - you are first" she said.

The man began sobbing and begging. "Please no!!! I dont want to become a girl! Please... This is inhuman! You cant! You dont have the right!" he wailed

"These guns give me the right! Do it or die - your choice!" She screamed at him. He moved like a man in a dream, trembling and shaking. He walked to the newly birthed panties and picked up the sac. It ruptured in his hands. The panties within fell to the ground and writhed on the ground. One of the guard girls thrust a gun at the man reminding him of his task. He bent over and picked the panties up, placing one leg through a leg hole and then the next while the panties wriggled. We could see the edges of the panties that looked like elastic were crawling like the feet of a millipeed, latching onto his skin and 'walking' up his legs. He screamed as he felt their touch upon his skin and then took a deep breath and puleld them all the way up his legs. The panties immediately grabbed his skin and held firm. He screamed again and tried to pull them off - but found they would not budge! He became almost hysterical when Lisa walked up to him and thrust her breasts near his face. Some spray seemed to come from her nipples which sprayed onto the young man. Moments later he slid to the floor - aparently unable to move. He was obviously still very much awake and his frightened eyes darted from Lisa to the panties between his own legs.

Simeon could barely believe what happened next. All the vulvoid girls, including Lisa began gasped as their own panties began to engorge - a sure sign that each of them was about to be raped and give birth to the panties for the rest of the men. The young man wearing the newly born panties lay on the ground with his panties also engorging - but for different reasons. Almost at the same time, ten minutes or so later, the panties all appeared to deflate. The young man screamed - having regained his voice - that the panties had pumped some fluid into his dick and that he could feel his dick was 'rupturing'! The girls own panty engorgement masses thrust into their vaginas. The panties all inflated again then contracted, inflated then contracted and gradually over several more minuted picked up speed until the young man and the girls all appeared to have throbbing masses between their legs that beat at the pace of some alien heart.

Several of the young men broke the line and began to move to hel ptheir friend. Despite being raped, the girls with guns (and widely engorged nipples) fired some warning shots to bring the men back into line.

For ten minutes or more the panties raped the girls until they all came in a variety of sobs, screams and whimpering - clearly hating the experience yet also clearly highly aroused by the massaging of their genitals and subsequent orgasmic release. Almost at the same time the young man began to scream that something was wrong with his chest and before his (and Simeons) horrified eyes his male nippled began to grow. They thrust from his chest and soon began to lift higher as a mass formed beneath. The man was growing breasts before everyones eyes. It took ten astounding and disturbing minutes for the breasts to fully form into ripe C sized mounds on his chest.

The young man now looked half girl! Simeon glanced at his own chest and tried to imagine what it would feel like to grow breasts. The young man seemed to gain more muscle control and he grabbed his breasts and screamed for them to be taken from his body. He begged to be allowed to take the panties off - to be taken to hospital for 'treatment'. He begged to not become a girl. Unfortunately for him nobody was going to help and the girls were all now reaching final stages of their panty gestation. Most had pulled their panties off and were in labour.

The young man grapped the throbbing mass between his legs at tried to stop its contractions with a desperation that Simeon could understand. The his face took on the strangest of looks and his hands began to shake violently, then his legs. Moments later he screamed in indignation that his body was being controlled as his hands returned to his sides, his legs were obligingly spread to allow the panties unhindered access and he could do nothing but watch his evaporating manhood. Each contraction of the throbbing panties revealed a further shrunken penis and balls and already his facial hair had fallen out and his facial features and skin seemed to soften. He was changing into a girl right before the dumbstruck eyes of the hiding Simeon and the frightened men.

The girls were all beginning to give birth, groaning and screaming in indignation. They decried their changed bodies and each and every one of them obviously endured the ultimate female sexual act with hatred and fear. Simeon glanced between his legs and was reassured by the bulge in his pants. What it would be like to be changed into a girl this way and to experience vaginal intercourse and birth was something he shudderd at the thought of.

The man-girl suddenly raised his hip of the floor as a strange crunching sound was heard. His hips widened and his waist became smaller whilst he screamed obscenities at the wildly pumping panties between his legs. There was hardly any bulge at all between his legs now - his crotch was clearly developing the curvaceous shape of a vulva. Meanwhile the terrified men, still lined up, some with hard-ons and most crying watched their intended panty symbiots writhe within the birthing sacs in front of the girls. The girls each grabbed their new panties and placed them in a glass tank that was setup in front of the men. There the panties moved like some bizarre life form through some liquid that was obviously meant to sustain them.

The terrified men watched their friend in the final phase of his sex change and stared at the tank of writhing panties. Periodically one of the new panties would press its gusset up to the glass and you could clearly see the wriggling edges that were meant to look like looped elastic, clearly see the shape of the gusset region which was obviously where the contractive ability of the panties derrived. They all imagined one of those creatures cupping their manhood in a sex-changing embrace.

The man now had a completely flat crotch. His face was one of defeat and sorrow as he took in the shape. He yelled out 'Im a girl! Oh god no!!! Im a girl!!!'. But then his face changed, he became fearful again, then hysterical. Simeon was staring intently at the throbbing mass between the man-girl's legs and saw the flatness begin change - he was growing a vulva slit. Each throb revealed a longer slit as the victim's vulva mouth formed. Clearly the victim had through that the flatness was his female end-state, but when he felt his groin begin to open up, he clearly realised the worse was far from over. Minutes later the contractions revealed a 4 inch long mouth between the victims legs. The final change was not visible to observers in a physical sense by the screaming of the word "Vagina!" by the new girl told Simeon and the rest of the room that a vagina was forming between her legs. Five minutes later the panties alteresd their contraction and slowed then stopped.

The new girl grabbed her new vulva and screamed whilst she hysterically felt her new genitals for the first time. She pulled her panties down and saw a bald vulva between her legs. "You bitches!!! Youve turned me into a girl!! God! Look at it! I've got a cunt! Nooooo!!!". She cupped her vulva in her hand, her index finger slipping into the slit whilst her other fingers and thumb covered her labia lips. Her nipples suddenly came errect and she stared in horror at her breasts. Clearly against her will her hands moved to her knees to grab the panties and pull the up her legs. She then grabbed her mound again and began massaging it, rubbing her hand up and doen her panty covered slit and pushing the palm of her hand into the space above her new clitoris. She began masturbating.

"Help me! I cant control my body! God no! These breasts! They are making me touch my... my.... ahhhhhhh!!!! my cunt!!! Help me please!' She pleaded. She rubbed and rubbed at her crotch and occasionally one of her hands would squeeze one of her breasts. Three minutes later she came for the first time as a girl. She was screaming 'Help me please!!! Im a girl!!! I cant control my body!!! Oh god please - someone get me to a hospital!!! Ahhhhhhh!!!! My god! My vagina is swallowing!! Its swallowing!!! No!!!! Its so deep inside me! No!!!!'

One of the young men shouted at the girls 'You fuckers! Youve changed Porter into a girl! You bitches! You fucking bitches!'. Simeon swung his gaze to the tank where the vulvoid panties were and thought realized what was going to happen next.

Lisa pointed at the man who had spoken and said 'you will be next... choose a pair of panties and put them on'

'No way bitch!! No way are your fucking living panties going to do that to me!!' he screamed and pointed to his friend on the floor who was now watching her panties gorge on her first female orgasm juices.

'Do it or we will shoot you!' Lisa screamed

'Fuck off!' said the man

'Shoot him!' yelled Lisa and one of the Vulvoid girls lifted her gun, breasts widely engorged, and shot the young man dead. As he slumped to the floor she pointed at the next young man in the line and said 'choose a pair of panties and put them on... now!!'

'No... please... no!!!! I dont want to die and I dont want to be changed into a fucking girl slave!!! PLEASE!!!' he screetched and did not move

'Shoot him in 5 seconds if he does not comply!' ordered Lisa

The young man heard the girl with the gun on him count down... At three seconds he moved towards the tank with the panties writhing inside and began to cry hysterically. He reached it and begged to be let go... The stony silence of the vulvoid girls told him he had to choose....

He chose life - albeit as a sexchanged girl host slave. He was sobbing and near hysterical as he reached into the tank and pulled out a pair of panties. They writhed and moved like a thing alive. The put one leg through a panty leg hole, the panties writhed all the more. He begged to not be made to do this, but the shooter cocked her gun and the young man got the message. Slowly and shaking like he was being electrocuted he pulled his other leg through the second leg hole and began to pull the living panties up his legs. At his knees the panties tooker over the task and, to his utter horror. he saw the cilla like edges grab his skin and the panties wriggled up his legs. They came to rest, fully covering his manhood and then beginning to engorge as the man screamed.....

As this young man also began his horrific transformation, the other men were given the choice to become a vulvoid girl or die. Before choosing each of the men stared at the girl, Porter, having chosen enslavement and sexchange over death. Glancing between her legs at her own respirating living panties, Simeon wished the new girl Porter could have chosen death.

Only one other person chose death of the 8 remaining young men. All the others hysterically chose to become vulvoid girls and pulled on their own sexual terror - the vulvoid panties that grew their intelligent breasts and made their hosts female. No more than 2 hours later there were eight new vulvoid girls who had a night of female orgasms to look forwards to.

Lisa told one of the guard girls to take the new girls to a dormitary. There they were given their girl clothes - mostly school dresses, plus some 'time-off' normal panties. They were ordered to spend the night in the room after eating their post-sexchange meals.

Agent Simeon had now witnessed a vulvoid sexchange several times. He understood what a threat this new technology was... He had seen several boys and men loose control and become enslaved girl hosts. It was shocking and incredible. Whatever those panties did to the host was almost the stuff of science fiction - growing intelligent breasts... changing their physical sex... making them hosts to some amazingly horrific life-form - living panties that fed off and reproduced using the genitals of their changed hosts. He glanced between his own legs, shivvering at the thought of what the victims must feel and endure and very glad he was very much a man...

They left the room and Simeon, absolutely shattered at his discovery and terrified of capture, left the shadows ofthe MRI. As he did he knocked over a clip-board on the side of the MRI. It banged to the ground and clattered across the floor. Simeon flinched and crawled back into the recesses hoping that the noise would go unoticed. Ironically it was the former agent Yasharov who was walking down the corridoor at the time and heard the noise. At the insistence of her mamobellum she went to investigate the sound, unsure of where it had come from. She walked into the room in which Simeon lay hidden and looked around. Simeon recognized her at once and got the shock of his life. Instead of the handsom and muscular man that he knew Yasharov to be - the person who walked down the corridor, past the crack in the door that Simeon peered from, was such a stunning girl! Yasharov's facial features were still evident, yet she now has the soft and feminine face of a girl and tumbling blonde hair. Her eyes were haunted, yet it was her body that was the most shocking to observe. As was generally the rule inside the facility, Yasharov only wore her panties - light blue bikini style with the looped style elastic around the legs and waist. She had ripe, firm breasts that bounced as she walked. Her crotch was so fantastically girlish that Simeon could not help but get an erection. The flat stomach curved down and hugged by her panties curved around the corner to her arse. Simeon could see the gap where her slim legs met her pelvis. Her curvaceous and rounded pubic mound exhibited the cleft that advertised her obvious labia lips - her crotch was obviously a vulva. As she passed Simeon noticed the panties shockingly move, inflate a touch where the gusset appeared to be, like a lifeform taking a breath. Yasharov winced and glanced between her legs, grabbing her mound in her hand as she walked she quietlyl sobbed 'please no! I only masturbated this fucking cunt an hour ago! Not again! I hate being a girl!!!'... And with this she left the room....

Agent Simeon was upset at seeing the physical condition of his friend and tried to not think about what he (now a she) must be experiencing. As he scouted the facility he came to the room of Agent Yasharov - whom he knew was elsewhere and he entered. He looked about and found, surprisingly, the voice recorder of the agent in a drawer near her bed. Agent Simeon grabbed the recorder and hit play.

What he heard was a recording of Agent Yasharov's observations, his finding the mass-transformation chamber beneath the building - the shocked observations of Agent Yasharov as he watched the group of men within the chambers become vulvoid girls. He could hear the frightened yet sexually aroused screaming of the obviously masturbating new girls from the chambers. The he heard the commotion that heralded the discovery of agent Yasharov. Thankfully the recorder was off (obviously confiscated) during the sexchange of agent Yasharov.

For some reason known only to Yasharov, or rather her breasts, the recordings continued. Yasharov would, from time to time, record her feelings and sensations. She spoke of the horror of being a host. The irony of how she used to do anything to be allowed to feel a girls cunt and breasts - but now she was a girl she could touch them whenever she wanted. She described the sensation of the 'alien' intelligence in her breasts and she described the sensations of her vulva (which she clearly hated) in a way that would have normal girls crying at the injustice of being born with such sexuality. But more than anything she spoke of her hate for the living panties that had 'stolen her manhood' and that 'like some sexual deviant' kept 'touching' her vulva and feeding from what she described as her 'fuck mouth'.

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Simeon walked out of the room, again shocked and upset with the information he now posessed. Yet despite his stealth he came face to face with the girl agent Yasharov. They locked eyes and Yasharov said 'Simeon!!! Thank god youre here! Please... you have to help me!!! They have turned me into a girl!!! I hate.... I.... Ahhhhh!!!!!!' Yasharov began to wail and she dropped her gaze to her breasts. Her nipples were becoming errect! 'Run!' She pleaded to Simeon. She began to convulse as if she was fighting for control. Simeon took flight - running to find a place to hide. Yasharov's breasts gained control and made her run after Simeon. Simeon had since disappeared to Yasharov was forced to find Lisa and inform of the intruder...

'Find him - make him one of us!' Lisa orderd when forcibly Yasharov told her of finding Simeon.

'No!!!! I dont want to be fucked!!! No!!!! Please no!!! I dont want to give birth!!!!' Yasharov begged

'None of us do!' Lisa screamed back while grabbing her own panty covered cunt 'I hate this thing!!! But We have no choice!!!' She screamed as her breasts nipples engored and began spraying a fine mist of the breast spray in some bizzare panty dominance sexual display. Lisa collapsed on the floor crying as she was made to masturbate. Yasharov's own breasts nipples engored again and took control of her - forcing her to hunt her friend.

As Yasharov roamed the corridoors, she tried to think about how Simeon would have sought refuge. She settled upon one of a number of store rooms that were along the way. Pausing at the door of each one she, with flaring nipples forcing cooperation, listened for Simeon. At door number 2, after 5 minutes of listening she heard a bump that told her that Simeon was inside. She felt an electric surge in her breasts as she was made to bizarrely walk around the corner - away from the room. She was made to sit upon the floor and she wondered what the hell was going on when she felt a chilling sensation - her panties elastic cilla edges grabbed her skin. She felt the tiny claws dig into her and tap into her vascular system. She had not experienced this kind of behaviour before. Scared and wondering what was going on she stared at her flat girl mound then noticed a slight change in her panties gusset - they swelled before her eyes. She began shaking, joining the dots she realized that the gusset mound was right over that most horrifically female of organs - her new vagina. In disbelief she saw her gusset engorge - becomming larger and larger until it was the size of a large orange. Her breasts tingled and her hand moved - grabbing the mound and grinding it into her vulva - the bulk parting her lips and rubbing on her pathetically modified former penis - her clitoris.

Yasharov knew she was about to be raped! She struggled to stop her body from rubbing her cunt with the panty bulk - she could not. After minutes of forced self-foreplay he hand retracted and she watched in horror as the bulk of her engorged panty gusset began to disappear. At the same time she felt another revolting sensation - her labia lips were parted and she felt a foreign object thrust into her vagina! She felt another organ in her body! She knew it was the panty penis and she quietly sobbed as it withdrew and subsequently thrust into her hated female organs again. She now knew what penatrative sex was. She could not believe that girls would not also hate the sensation of another body part being thrust inside them! Yet despite her lothing of the sensation, the panty penis also aroused her - rubbing her clitoris on the way and also arousing her vagina entrance itself. For five horrific minutes the panties raped agent Yasharov until she came unwillingly and when it did she felt the penis enter her one last time then rupture and spill some hateful load of vulvoid sex into her internal girls organs. Still in the grip of her engorged breasts brains, she could only watch and sob as she knew she had been impregnated - the next step would be birth! Shocked and dazed she sat for about a half an hour - wishing to wake from the dream - whilst she looked at her incredible female mound between her legs and observed a slight swelling of her stomach caused by the growing panties within her womb. Shortly after this she felt a twinge that she shockingly knew was a birth contraction. Her breasts nipples engorged again and she was forced to walk to the room where Agent Simeon was....

She opened the door - looking around she saw this room had a lock on the inside. In the lock was the key which she grabbed and tucked into her panties (having nowhere else to hide them), but not before locking the door...

'Simeon!' she yelled out 'I know you are here! I've been raped! I've got some fucking vulvoid panties inside me and I'm going to be forced to give birth! They are meant for you! These are your panties inside me! They will change you into a vulvoid girl like me! Please help me!!! I hate being a girl!!!'

'I cant help you here - you need to let me escape! I will get you help - you know that!' Simeon spoke back

'I want to... But... Aggghhhh!!!! Oh god the panties are coming!!! Im giving birth!!! You cant imagine what its like to have a cunt!!!!' Yasharov screamed and grabbed her cunt. 'Nooo!!!!! So flat!!! So invasive!!! Ive got a vagina!!!! Aaahhhhh!!!' Yasharov screamed again, grabbing her cunt and spreading her legs... 'I am being forced!!! These breasts! They make me do things against me will!!! They are intelligent!!! They speak to me!!! No!!! No!!! Run!!!' She screamed as she grabbed her breasts and then jerked upright - her eyes scanning the room. She sighted Simeon and holding her breasts she ran at simeon - her breasts emiting a spray of the breast spray.

Simeon ran and dodged and Yasharov came after him again - periodically she would stop and spread her legs screaming about the birth of the panties that were earmarked for Simeon's sexchange. Simeon ran and dodged, but occasionally a small proportion of the spray from Yasharov's breasts would mist over him and he could already feel the effects. Yasharov was back near the door and sighted Simeon again, she began to run at him with a spray emiting from her breasts. This time Simeon did something that he knew would be the only thing that might save him - he pulled a revolver and brandished it at Yasharov. Yasharov looked at her friend and began to cry - moving forwards despite the threat of the gun.

'I will shoot!' Simeon said as Yasharov inched forwards, her breasts spraying the nerve agent again and narowly missing Simeon.

'I cant stop! I am being controlled! Oh god!!! Help me!!!!' She screamed and grabbed her vulva mound again as she groaned in birthing contractions. She moved forward again.

Simeon yelled again 'I will not let you get any closer - stop or by god I will have to shoot you to protect myself - cant your fucking breasts understand that!'

'Please.... Shoot me! I cant live like this... In this body... A sex slave... A girl... Ahhhhh!!!' she began to wail again as another birth contraction wracked her and she took on step forward again. Her breasts were so errect, the nipples began to spray again and Simeon was desperately scared.

Yasharov began to run towards Simeon and then he fired twice, once in each breast. Yasharov looked astounded, then dropped to the floor. She stared down at her ruined breasts and screamed 'Fucking breasts! Oh god they just wouldnt stop! But now you have killed me! Ahhhh!!!!' she wailed thrusting her girlhood in the air as another birthing contraction wracked her dying body.

'How? I just shot your breasts - I know your heart is ok? You will be fine!' Simeon said

'No! You dont understand! When these horrendous breasts grow on you, they wire into your nervous system. The also take over control of many of your body functions. Already I am struggling for breath...' She wheezed and gasped. 'Its to ensure we never harm our breasts - when they die so does the host!!' She wheezed again and her breathing stopped. In her dying moments however her birthing vulvoid panties could not help but cause her to endure one more vaginal contraction - her hips rising off the ground and her legs spreading widely apart. She slumped and her eyes closed - killed by the very breasts that had taken away her liberty. Simeon shuddered and grabbed his own manhood reassuringly to convince himself he was not a girl.

Simeon was deeply upset - Yasharov was a friend.... Yet this was preferable to the fate that Yasharov had obviously been forced to endure. Simeon stared at the panties between Yasharov's legs and saw them twitch. He shudderd at the thought, yet quickly realised that he must make a hasty escape. He went for the door and found it locked - from the inside...

He hunted around for the key yet could not find it. He realized that Yasharov must have done something with the key. He was cautious as he looked for the key on Yasharov. He was mindful of the panties - yet they seemed to have slowed in their twitching considerably. He knew that Yasharov had not yet given birth - so he was more relaxed than he should have been. He looked in Yasharov's hands - turned the body over and back again then noticed the outline of a key down Yasharov's panties. Shuddering - yet sure that Yasharov and her living panties were dead he pulled down the front of the panties to get the key.

Seeing Yaharov's bald vulva was very confronting - it was so sexual, so female, so flat and rounded. As he pulled the panties down the key slipped down into the slit between Yasharov's legs.... What Simeon did not know was that the recently gestated new vulvoid panties had actually breached her vaginal lips and that the first part of the new panties was actually poking out from between her legs. As Yasharov felt for the key in the slit between the dead Yasharov's legs - he brushed the new panties. In this phase of their existence they were highly tuned to human male pheremones. Despite being lodged in a dead girl's vagina for 5 minutes - their birth fluid preserved them and they instantly activated. They latched onto the male flesh and held tight.

Simeon winced and pulled his hand. His hand did not come free and as Simeon began to feel a sensation of dread he pulled and pulled his hand - thereby pulling the part-birthed panties from Yasharov's vagina! With the speed of Simeon's muscular tug the panties came free and they encircled his wrist. He stared at the panties in shock and tried to grab them with his other hand. Being alive, the panties already knew their quarry and they moved amazingly fast - propelled by the cilla like elastic edges. By the time Simeon's other hand reached his panty covered hand they had moved up his arm! He grabbed and winced as he missed, then feeling the fast moving living panties wriggle up his arm he changed tactics and desperately grabbed further up his arm. He touched the fabric and felt elation as he began to get a grip on them. The panties reacted like lightening and literally jumped off his arm... Onto his face!

One minute he was staring at his arm and the next he was staring at the inside of the gusset of some nightmarish living panties that were clinging to his face! He could see the gusset 'breathing', he could see the wriggling elastic style edges and for a moment imagined his whole face being changed into a cunt! He screamed and grabbed at his face, yet the panties were on the move again! They scrabbled around his face to his neck - then scrabbled down his shirt! He was getting frantic now, he ripped and tore at his shirt trying to pull it off. By the time it came off the panties were at his waist. As his hands moved - adrenaline propelled - towards the panties, the panties slithered under his trouser tops and he felt a most amazingly chilling sensation.... Despite his frantic efforts to get his pants off in time he could not. As he threw his trousers to the floor he looked down in shocked amazement to his boxer shorts. The shorts writhed as if alive and Simeon felt the vulvoid panties slither between his legs. He felt the cilla-like elastic edges crawl like a thousand millipedes over his skin - his balls instinctively retracting as if they recognized the horrific threat.

By the time he pulled his boxer shorts down he was wearing the panties that were about to change his life. His horrified gaze swung from staring at his own vulvoid panty captured groin to the ruined groin of the girl slave former male agent Yasharov. Simeon was going to become a girl. He grabbed at his panty covered manhood and screamed....

With trembling hands he pulled desperately at the panties, but they held tight. He pulled so hard that he actually tore some skin where the cilla like panty edges had dug into his skin like a million hypodermic claws. The panties merely shifted their grip to the side of the tear and held tight again. Simeon realized that he was never going to get the panties off this way. He felt the panties gusset begin to inflate and could feel his body fluids being sucked into the tiny hypodermic panty edges that looked so inocently like looped panty elastic. He decided that he must stop the panties inflating and beating, so he tore his trousers into some bizarre form of constricting torniquet and wrapped them between his legs to apply pressure to his genitals. The panties gusset was expanding with force and it was hurting his cock and balls to be constricted from the pressure of the engorged gusset and the torniquet between his legs. There was no way to tie the torniquet so he had to hold the loose ends of the trouser torniquet to keep the pressure up.

He was almost crying with the pain of the constriction on his male genitals. After ten minutes or so he dearly hoped the panties between his legs were fading and perhaps even dying.. Tentatively he released some of the pressure on the trouser torniquet. Almost instantly he felt like he had been kicked in the balls. The pain was excruciating as the panties pushed their first load of x-virus into his body. He crashed to the floor and felt the panties re-engorge. They pumped again and the torniquet was pushed to one side by the panty gusset action. He was in shock as he regained his composure - feeling the enormous pain subside between his legs but feeling the panties quicken their pace of their throbbing contractions between his legs. He stared between the loosened fabric of the trouser torniquet and saw his groin. The innocent looking light-blue girls panties were alive and moving like some alien organ between his legs. He could see his entrapped penis and balls outlined in the living fabric between pulsations. He was terrified yet managed to regain control and pulled the torniquet back into position, pulling with such force that he did manage to stop the horrific sex changing panties from their beating between his legs.

He was trembling yet his hope was renewed. He now realised he needed to flee, so he hobbled to the dead Agent Yasharov's body for the yet to the door. He felt between Yasharovs femanized legs and found the key but in doing so he over balanced, he fell and his hand went forward to stop his fall. It landed on one of Yasharov's bare breasts and he felt the slick of some liquid on his hand. In shock he felt his hand loose control as a feeling of deadness came over his whole body. He had touched the paralysing breast spray and as his body slumped towards the floor he realized his hope was now gone.

He fell face first into Yasharov's lap. He was staring at her dead panty covered cunt! He felt the trouser torniquet slip from between his legs and then felt the sickening sensation of the panties gusset engorging again. Less than a minute later he felt another contraction - the panties pumping some horrendous sex changing fluid into his body. Before long he felt the throbbing contracting mass between his legs begining its full assault. His bloodstream awash with sex-changing retrovirus.

Half crying and half screaming he stared at the already ruined pubic mound of his ex-colleague whilst he felt the changes begin in his own body. His change to a vulvoid girl took an excruciating hour. The first 15 minutes seemed endless where the throbbing panties pumped his body. With each expansion of the pulsating panty mass he could feel his body fluids sucked into the hypodermic panty edge cilla. The fluids were being drawn into the living panties gusset where they were rapidly infused with massive quantities of X-Virus being manufactured by the gusset in this host-adaptive stage of its existence. Each contraction forced the viral laden fluid back down the panty edges ant into his lymphatic and blood stream. By this time his body had a high temperature whilst a dwindling defense system tried to deal with the army of retrovirus. Sheer numbers and the pumping circulation of the panties meant this defense had no chance.

On a cellular level the retrovirus targeted male cells. When the retrovirus entered the male cell they were chemically attracted to the Y Chromosome - attacking it and killing it. The retrovirus then took up residence in the cell - a very special kind of X Chromosome in nature. Each changed cell became effectively female. Their programming was to grow into a female body, and their post-adapted state left them in a growth phase that meant they asserted the physical form in their host. This is why the host body changes into a girl, and with virtually every cell in the victim's body being X-adapted and in growth phase, the changes in the body were extremely rapid. One other sinister aspect of the X-Virus chromosome was that it had additional coding. It was an amazingly complex piece of genetic engineering on behalf of the creators - Genetech. They had grafted into the X Chromosome some coding that caused a dramatic change in the breast structure of the host. Instead of the simple milk gland collection, the breast tissue had brain cell characteristics. They also had some hard-coded memory characteristics. When the host grew breasts, the breasts were actually a new form of auxilliary brain with actual intelligence. They were self aware and they were designed to incorporate themselves into the hosts nervous system. Their hard-coded memory meant they knew how to react to the olfactory triggers from the panties. They knew how to masturbate a vulva. They had an imperative and drive to 'reproduce' by forcing the host to turn others into Vulvoid girls. The X chromosome also had one other significant adaptation to the breast structure in its coding - the nerve agent glands. These grew near the nipple and lived alongside normal milk glands. When triggered by the breast brains, they sprayed a nerve agent out of the nipples that was designed to temporarily parylise - allowing the Vulvoid girl the opportunity to more easily birth and place vulvoid panties on an intended new host. The X-Virus chromosome was a magnificent yet horrific piece of work - and Simeon was just beginning to understand how horrific.

Simeon began to feel the Parylising spray work off, and he groggily rolled over, away from the cunt of Yasharov. He sat up and grabbed the panty mass throbbing between his legs, squeezing it with all his might until he was able to stop its pulsation. He could feel his balls and penis beneath the still squirming fabric and he cried out when he felt their size. They were smaller than they had been - not by much but they were smaller. Also they had a kind of numbness to them that he found deeply disturbing. Siddenly he felt a sensation on his chest - his nipples were hurting. He looked down and saw, to his shock, the nipples expand and grow into obvious girls nipples. He screamed out 'No!!! Please no!!! Im growing breasts - fucking breast brains!! Noooooo!!!'

The new nipples began to rise off his chest as small lumps formed beneath them. The mass beneath each one grew and grew before his eyes. He took one hand off his panties and grabbed one of the growing breasts and squeezed with all his might. Despite this effort he still felt the mass grow in his hands. He also felt the panties begin to beat slightly - permitted by the reduced squeezing now he was holding his panties flat with just one hand. Forced to decide between letting the panties beat and cause his dick to shrink more, and holding the growing breast, he let go of the breast and grabbed his panties again.

Unimpeded the breasts grew and grew. He screamed and wailed as they grew - he could feel their weight growing and hated the sensation they gave his body. For about 10 horrific minutes the breasts grew on his chest until at last they stopped - grapefruit sized. He then felt a most horrific sensation. Somewhere at the back of each breast, he could feel somethig pushing into his chest cavity like hundreds of tentacles. It was the nerve connections from the breast brains growing into him and they were headed for his spinal column and brain stem. He screamed more than ever as he felt them attaching themselves to his nervous system, like some Stargate Gu'auld symbiot taking over a host. As the breast nerve fibres integrated with his brain and spinal column he felt electric surges in his breasts and in other parts of his body. His limbs began to twitch and one leg almost vibrated is juddered so much. Five minutes later the breast brains had integrated and they performed their first and most essential host control. They forced Simeon to stop impeding the sexchange panties from their beating. His nipples came errect - a sign of host breast control - and he wailed as his hands moved off his crotch, he was forced to lie down and spread his legs. The panties began to inflate again and as Simeon was powerless to do anything but watch, they began beating again.

The next phase of his sexchange was a nightmare as he felt his penis and balls shrink. With each contraction of the throbbing panties gusset his penis felt smaller and his balls felt smaller and different. He cried, silently, as he watched the change in the size of the bulge cause by his cock in the panties - each time the panties contracted. Suddenly he felt another horrific sensation as his pelvis changed shape - his hips widened and the pubic bone pushed forward. He raised his hips off the ground and screamed as his girl's bone structure asserted itself. After several minutes of pain and a terrible crunching sound coming from within his pelvis his bone reformation was complete. His bottom rounded out and changed shape. He stared down and saw a girls pelvis. Now the panties fit more snuggly and he noticed that the bulge of his penis and balls looked very out of place now. He also felt his face softening, all his facial stubble falling out and his corser body hair also falling our - litterally falling from his body to reveal a more silky smooth and femanine skin beneath. A squeezing sensation in his throat was the precursor to his voice changing - his next scream was in the high timbre of a girl's voice!

Next he felt a sickening lurch inside his stomach. From his belly button down to his pubic bone beneath the panties he could see his skin being pushed and pulled as his abdominal internal organs changed and formed. He knew in his heart that he was gorwing a womb, ovaries, modified bladder and cervix. He felt unbelievably helpless and was shocked at the sensation - his churning insides clearly distending and writhing his skin in this area. For ten long minutes he endured the formation of his internal female reproductive organs.

When the churning ceased he stared again at his entrapped balls and penis. His balls were squeezing his testicles which had shrunk to the size of unshelled peanuts. His penis was now just 5cm long and quite thin. He felt an agonizing pain as his two shrunken testicles popped inside his abdominal cavity. As the pain subsided he could sense them changing and moving inside him - migrating to become ovaries. His scrotum was now just a fleshy bump with much thicker skin - they would later become his labia lips. His penis continued to shrink and he watched the bulge gradually disappear from his panties. At some point the uretha split off from the engorgable tissue of his penis and they headed in different directions - the penis now the size of a pea and rapidly burrying itself beneath the skin. This was going to become his clitoris. Looking between his legs he saw a flatness that was utterly female to look at and he screamed - assuming that he had become a girl.

The panties still beat like a heart between his legs. When engorged it puffed up and hovered over the gap where his penis and balls once were. The thobbing mass seemed to be beating further round his groin now - less to the front and more to the back. In the contraction phase of the beating, the living fabric touched down upon his ruined crotch and he felt the touch of the material upon his demasculated groin. He stared at the flatened mound between his legs, curvaceous and shockingly female. Yet despite having become, what he thought was a girl, the panties beating continued. He then felt a horrible sensation near his arse. He stared at the place and noticed when the panties touched down upon his skin they seemed to indent a touch in one place. The sensation grew as the observed dip became an obvious cleft. He realised with even greater shock that he was watching labia lips form between his legs. He was not a girl at all yet! The sensation of parting skin as the cleft became a slit was deeply confronting. He watched it grow in length as it curveed forward towards the empty place that his penis used to be. He felt the lips thicken and the slit deepen whilst he was powerless to do anything but scream.

'God help me!!!! No... please help! Im growing a vulva! Noooooo!!! Please!! Its invading me! I hate the feeling! Ahhhhhhh!!!' Simeon wailed as his vulva lips completed their formation. Between engorgement the panties moulded themselves to his new female form and he saw the slit and lips graphically revealed between his legs. Again mistakenly thinking he was now a girl he got another shock as he felt a stirring at the front of his slit as some tiny remnant of his absorbed penis took shape into a clitoris. Suddenly his vulva was alive with sexual feeling. Bizarrely each time the panties touched down upon his skin he felt himself become aroused - aganist his will, for the arousal was horrifically flat and alien to him. He felt his clitoris swell - so tiny yet so powerfully sexual that it overcame him. His whole vulva was alive with sexual tension, his labia lips tingled, his clitoris throbbed at the pace that the pulsating panties touched the tiny clitoral head at the front of his slit.

'I hate this fuck mouth! No..... Im a girl! Im a g... g... Ohhhh! Ahhhhh!!!! God no - please no more Noooooo!' He screamed as he felt another sensation between his legs. His legs parted further and he felt a strange pushing sensation in between the folds of his new vulva - close to his arse. The sensation became stronger and felt ike something was pushing into him. Taken again by grief he realized that it was a vagina growing between his legs. It felt like rape, a sexual organ was being pushed into him - yet this organ was his own vagina and it was never going to be removed after the violation of the rape. He felt the sexual passage burrow into his body, deeper and deeper it went until he felt within his pelvis a writhing sensation that he knew was the vagina joining with his new internal reproductive organs.

Gasping and sobbing he saw the panties slow in their beating and finally come to rest on his new, utterly girlish, genitals. At this time the breast brains, which till now had held their electric grip over Simeon's body, released their ascertive control. Previously powerless to do anything but endure the horror of a sex change he grabbed the mound and felt a vulva - his vulva. He was a she. She felt the hand with her vulva - the lips and the flatness where her penis used to be were so sensitive. Her vulva felt so flat, yet soft with his hand cupping the femanine void. Her shaking hand roamed about her vulva in the usual post-transformation desperation to locate male genitals. As usual this self examination yielded nothing other than a sensory reminder of what it feels like to be a girl. The shape and feel of her vulva were utterly female and she began to get angry with her groin for being female. She grabbed harder and felt her index finger slip into the slit between her vulva lips and push the panty a small way into her new vagina. It was sexual horror to feel this opening between her legs where before she had a sizeable penis and ample balls. She also felt the panties were damp and realized that her tingling and arousal of her cunt was making her vagina wet. It was a horribly alien sensation.

The shock of the sensation of her finger inside her slit was too much. Crying again she pulled her hand off and then cast her gaze to her breasts. They thrust up from her chest like grapefruits - they had no place on Simeon's chest - yet they were their to proclaim her girlhood to the world. She grabbed them in her hands, feeling their bulk and weight and reeling from the sensation of her breasts feeling the grasp of her hands. These organs-of-the-opposite-sex could feel and she now knew what it was like to have breasts on her chest. She did not know what she hated more - her vulva or her breasts. Both were hideous reminders of her sexual state. She could barely cope with the knowledge that these ripe mounds were more than just normal mammary glands - they contained an enslaving intelligence that ruthlessly controlled her body, and had prevented her from removing the beating vulvoid panties. In a way the fucking breast brains were ultimately responsible for her girlhood. She hated them with a passion and began to squeeze them, becoming angry she tried to pull them from her chest. The pain was amazing, but her tearing-off hopes were dashed when she felt her nipples become instantly errect and her arms violently flew to her side at the insistence of her breast brains. She knew that the brains would protect themselves.

Staring at the panty covered void between her legs she took note of where the gusset sat, how the panties hugged her skin, how flat yet curvaceous her vulva was. She hated the sight of this teenage vixen cunt, hugged by innocent looking (and now still) panties. She closed her widely open legs and felt another sensation that shockingly reminded her of her girlhood. Her vulva lips came together and touched. She almost screamed at the sensation and quickly spread her legs again only to feel the lips pull apart again - an even worse sensation she decided as it most graphically said that she had an opening between her legs - a mouth.

At that moment she felt the cilla-like edges of the vulvoid panties release their claw grip on her skin. She gasped and then wasted no time in pulling her panties off her crotch and down her legs. Her nipples again popped up for a moment to force her hands to stop pulling the panties all the way off - they hung at her knees with their living fabric slightly moving and the gusset respirating slightly - the only obvious clue now that these things were alive and not just light blue schoolgirl panties.

She stared down through the gap in her breast mounds, past her flattened stomach to her vulva. It was bald and ever so flat and from this angle she could only see the start of her girl-mouth where the skin first parted as it curved around towards her arse. She sat upright and was afforded a better look at this horrendous sex organ between her legs. She could see the full extent of her lips, seeing how it split her apart and noticing its length - about 4 inches. She could see the slight parting of her lips at the front where her clitoris was. She parted her legs wider and gasped again as she saw the slit of her lips part and reveal a better look at the inner folds of her vulva slit. Nearer her arse she saw the chilling entrance to her vagina. With her legs so widely spread she could even see her vagina entrance was also slightly open - that horrific sexual passage that now lay within her girlish body.

She grabbed this bald vulva mound in her hand and felt it directly. Feeling her fleshy girl-lips and noticing how her cunt felt to be touched. It was warm and flat, softish and shockingly invasive. She ran a finger up and down the slit, crying as she did and juddering at the sexual tension that this brought. She touched her clitoris and screamed at the injustice of having her penis changed into this tiny lump. She traced her finger again inside her lips. As her finger reached further round the arc of her vulva it reached her vagina. Suddenly the 'floor' of the slit disappeared and her finger dipped into her vaginal hole. Her hatred of the sensation was indescribable, yet strangely she continued to push her finger in - whimpering as she did. She pushed her finger deep into the vagina and wriggled another finger inside as well. She could feel her fingers inside her! Her fingers could sense the shape of the vagina and felt the ribbing of the muscular sides of the passage. She felt her vaginal lips distend and uncomfortably stretch and mould themselves around her hand and fingers to permit the passage of her exploring hand inside her. 'I hate being a girl!!! I cant stand this fuck hole!!!! Vagina!!! Oh god.... Noooooo!!!' She wailed as her hand withdrew from her first vaginal insertion.

Dealing with the enormity of her body change was an incredible ask. She was in shock and alternated from wailing to crying to quiet begging to have this sexchange and body enslavement reversed. Nobody answered her prayers. Her eyes flicked to the hideous living panties at her knees. She hated these organisms like she had hated nothing in her life. Their gusset still moved, puffing up ever so slightly then contracting, like they were breathing. She realized they probably were. She shuddered at the thought of these things touching her and remembered that shocking moment when they latched onto her hand and the even more shocking moment when she felt them pull themselves between her legs - dooming her manhood within to absorbtion and reformation as a vulva. As she stared at the gusset she noticed a small puff of some slightly cloudy gas seemed to eminate from the panty gusset. She then smelled an odd yet subtle kind of smell.

What happened next was amazing. Her nipples almost immediately expanded and her hands began to move. They pulled the panties back onto her body. She shudderd as the living fabric once again cupped her girl-mouth. One hand then grabbed and began massaging her vulva whilst the other grabbed and began kneading one of her breasts. In disbelief she realised that she was being made to masturbate! She determined that the panties must emit some kind of odour when they needed feeding that was picked up by the hijacked nervous system of the host - triggering the breast brains into forcing the host to masturbate. She knew that she was about to experience her first girl's orgasm.

As a man she used to masturbate by grabbing her massive and engorged penis shaft and pulling the skin on it up and down by pulling her tightly help hand up and down the length of her lost penis. She had no penis now, and all she coudl do was to rub at her flatness. With a cupped hand she squeezed her vulva and she ground her palm into the place where her clitoras was. She was frantic - partly aroused and desperate for sexual release and partly horrified at the sensation of having to masturbate a groin that was lacking her penis. Yet her breast brains ensured she complied and she rubbed and rubbed, she occasionally ran a finger or her hand along her whole slit length and ended this motion with pushing her fingers and the panties into the vaginal entrance within her vulva mouth. Her breasts throbbed sexually now as well as did her clitoras. Her labia tingled and her vagina throbbed. After a minute or so she felt herself orgasm. It was an alien sexual release that left her screaming for help. Her vagina throbbed and began to contract in waves that felt like it was swallowing. Her clitoris tingled and throbbed at a pace that was matched by her breasts. Hor horrific labia lips also tingled and throbbed as her orgasm wracked her body. Her vagina began spewing lubricant - girl cum and her panties became saturated.

With their food source now delivering their sustenance the panties now gorged on Simeon's cunt while she just collapsed in a hysterical and deeply shocked mess. She was watching the panties writhe over her vulva, felt their touch and their movement while they fed off this organ they had caused to grow between her legs. As she cried in frustration the door opened and the Vulvoid 'boss' girl Lisa walked in...

Lisa looked at Simeon then cast her eyes to the dead Yasharov. "Sorry about your friend - now come with me, we have work to do... tomorrow a group of us are going to visit a group of 16 year old boys from the local school who are camping upstate... By tomorrow night we should have 16 more girls in our team!' Lisa said. Lisa locked eyes with Simeon... Strangely she then grabbed her cunt and a breast and screamed "No!!!! I cant... Please!!! Enough of ruining lives!!! I hate you... You fucking breast brains and these foul parasite panties!!! I hate this fucking horrendous hole between my legs... Ahhhh!!!! Please dont force me any more... No!!!...' She shuddered and then stood errect 'Just a small word from my host! So co-operative sometimes and sometimes so silly... She should learn to enjoy her Vagina... The orgasms are terrific!!' She said - obviously under the control of her breast brains. The she walked away.... Simeon felt the electric sensation of body control and found herself standing wnd walking, experience the strange emptyness of a vulva and the massive weight of her new breast brains. Crying yet powerless she walked out the door to become a girl slave and sex-changer....

 

Simeon walked through the facility following Lisa. At one point the passed a room and Lisa said 'come here and see what your breasts will do if you keep disobeying them!' Simeon followed Lisa into a bedroom in which one of the Vulvoid girls sat on her bed looking scared.

'You have been trying to send a message out via email!' Lisa accused the girl

'No... I...' she stammered in reply

'Dont even try to lie! your breasts will tell me the truth! Your actions could have exposed us! Breasts.... please tell me what happened'

The girl looked stunned as her nipples engorged and she said 'Yes - my host did try to send an email to the Pentagon... The content said that she had been taken over as a Vulvoid and that the experiment was now out of control. It also begged for help to change her back' the girl said then broke down crying as the nipples returned to normal, now under her own control.

'You will never endanger us like this again... You need to be punished! Fist yourself now!' Lisa yelled whilst her own nipples were startlingly errect and misting the breast spray.

The girl looked shocked and started crying out 'No please!!! dont make me do that!!! Noooo!!!!' But just as surely as before, her own breasts took control and she pulled her panties to her knees. She spread her legs and stared at her bald vulva between her legs. Her hand moved to her cunt and began to feel it, caress it and rub up and down the slit. It was almost like masturbating yet after about 20 seconds she slid a finger into her vagina. The girl winced... She then pushed in another finger and then another. Her labia lips were quite tightly stretched around her fingers, yet her breast brains insisted that she take it further. She pushed her hand further and slipped her last finger and thumb into a now widely distended vagina. It was shocking to look at - the girl was crying and wailing as she pushed her hand further inside. Finally with her hand burried up to her wrist she was finished. She screamed out and we all stared at her gaping girl-mouth that contained her hand. Her labia were stretched to the point of extreme pain and hurt and god only knew what her vagina felt like. Her other hand made for her tiny clitoris and she began a bizarre masturbation. When she came she pulled her fist out and her vagina was so widely stretched that it took almost a minute to close up - during which we could all see deep inside her vaginal passage that burried itself in her body. With the girl crying uncontrollably Lisa ordered me from the room.

Simeon had no idea what the future held, but as she walked down the corridoor to her new room her panties squeezed her vulva as if to assert their ownership. She cast her gaze down, past her obscenely ripe and intelligent breasts and to her triangular and curvaceous pubic mound. All she could do was quietly cry as she began to realize what the future held....

To be continued!

  

  

  

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