I could not see, or hear, but I could feel my entire head encased in some sort of sensory deprivation device...
My eyes were open, as wide as can be, but I could not see anything, but blackness; and when I tried to cry out for help, I was denied by something long and rubbery fixed deep into my mouth, and I felt I was on the verge of swallowing it.
Through it, I could breathe only through my nose, slowly and carefully inhaling and exhaling as I found an easy rhythm and the initial panic subdued.
I tried to move my arms and legs, but could not. They felt restrained, pressured, and held useless, and I realized then that I was definitely sitting in a chair. It was a high chair, I realized, too, as my feet dangled, and I could not reach the floor, and they were bent downward, like a ballerina, locked in an arch in some sort of constrictive pair heels.
My breathing began to labor...
I wiggled my arms, and felt them immobile, restrained to the armrests of this chair I sat in, constricted by straps, I imagined.
As I struggled, I shifted my hips, and suddenly felt something large and unnatural filling my asshole, making me feel engorged from within...
Then, as if timing the awareness of my predicament, I heard a soft, motherly voice whisper into my ears:
"Program initializing... Training will begin in 3...2...1... Welcome... Bethany."
Bethany? I thought. Who the hell was Bethany?
Then, a screen inside the headgear illuminated before my eyes, blinding me. I wasn't blindfolded so much as the contraption covering my eyes was a visual monitor.
My eyes adjusted to the light as a video began to play. My blinded eyes suddenly widened, completely aghast as the video playing was of a video of myself...
It was from an above point of view, like a medical procedure being filmed, and I was lying naked and unconscious on a slab table, unshackled and unmoving as if I were dead.
Four women surrounded me, all dressed in white latex body suits and masks, with red skull and bones crosses on their uniforms as if they were some sort of dominatrix nurses.
I watched, trying to calm my breathing, as one was rubbing a heavy cream into my skin, covering every inch of my body except for the hair on my head.
The others were at my hands and feet, painting my toenails and fingernails with a cherry red nail polish. They were quiet, and fast.
Watching this, I wanted to scream, but the thick bulb filling my mouth prevented me from crying for help.
The robotic voice spoke softly, enlightening:
"This is you, Bethany dear, four hours ago..."
This was surreal! This had already happened. They, whoever they were, were doing this to me while I was unconscious.
Presently, I began to writhe, and struggling, yanking vigorously in the chair, but the straps kept irrevocably in place as I was being forced to watch what they did to me...
I continued to watch as the women walked off camera from the video, leaving me covered in cream and freshly painted nails.
Not a minute passed when suddenly some deafening techno music began to play in my ears, and images began to flash before my eyes, images that I immediately realized were designed to brainwash.
That's what they were doing to me -- They were brainwashing me.
The robotic voice spoke softly: "But this is what you want, sissy boy... We will give it to you..."
A hypnotizing spiral started to swirl.
Sequences of images flashed before my eyes at a jarring speed; images of women in skirts, and heels, with huge breasts, and juicy asses, sucking cock, getting fucked, then more cock, black cock, thick cock, women being raped, caged, fucked, slapped, whipped, then more sucking cock, walking in heels, wearing make-up, sucking cock, getting fucked, black cock, now in heels, now in thongs, now skirts, back to sucking cock, getting fucked...
My mind was starting to crack. I did not know how long these images ran for, but they were assaulting my senses, and the hypnotic swirl rolling backwards in the background was mesmerizing me; and that robotic voice convincing me, repeating: "But this is what you want, sissy boy... We will give it to you... But this what you want, sissy boy... We will give it to you..."
The images were on an infinite loop, flash after flash, image after image, repeating, and repeating while the music thumped in my ear, and the hypnotic swirl in the back drop drawing me in, with robotic voice repeating and repeating -- "But this is what you want, sissy boy. Say it. Now. Believe it. Now. Want it. Now. Crave it. Now. Beg for it. Now. Take it. Accept it. NOW!"
I slammed my eyes shut, but I could still see the images behind my eye lids. They were being burned into my brain.
My mind felt overloaded, and I was on the verge of passing out when the images suddenly stopped, and I labored to breathe behind the gag which was making it nearly impossible to focus. I was so dizzy, and faint I felt like I was drunk and stoned and so close to fading out.
Silence.
Then, a few minutes later, after I regained my composure, the video of me resumed.
The nurses were surrounding me again. One carried a hose, and began washing off all of the cream from unconscious body.
The others were drying me off.
After which I saw that all the hair on my body was completely gone. I was as smooth as a little boy.
They continued at an even pace.
One gathered my flaccid penis into a small cock cage, and fastened the small padlock. Then, together the women rolled me onto my face, carefully. One lathered between my buttocks with lube, and then gently fit a butt-plug the size of a ping-pong ball into my asshole. They rolled me back over.
The others were started to apply what looked super glue around my chest. They adjusted fake breasts over my chest, and held them in place until the glue dried. Now I had breasts! They looked real!
As I watched, I felt like I was going to faint... this was too much...
They're turning me into a woman!
The nurses then went about doing my hair and make-up, and one of the nurses shaped my eyebrows into soft arches.
Then the nurses began to dress me.
They lathered my entire body with lube, then slid the leggings of a latex body-suit up both of my legs, and over my hips. Two sat me upright, and slid my arms into the latex sleeves of the body suit, and pulled the rest of the suit up over my new breasts to my neck. One nurse was in the back, zipping the full latex body-suit all the way up until my whole body was covered up to my neck.
While I was sat up, a nurse fit my waist with a leather corset, fastening it tight, cinching my waist, giving me an hour glass figure.
Two nurses slid my hands into latex gloves that they pulled up well passed my elbows.
A leather collar was fastened around my neck.
Two nurses moved to the end of the table and slid my feet into a pair of heeled ballet boots, and laced them up good and tight.
Then, the nurses all stood back and admired their handy work before walking off camera again.
Through the goggles, I was looking down at myself, completely covered in skintight black latex, with big breasts now, heeled ballet boots, fully covered, and dolled up with make-up.
I was beside myself. Tears filled my eyes now; I was sobbing into my gag; it choking me. I thought I was going to die... Then the techno started up again... The hypnotizing spiral started swirling again and I heard the voice again... the robotic voice, say softly: "But this is what you want, sissy boy... We will give it you... This is what you want, sissy boy...," and the images started to run their course, flashing and streaming passed my eyes just as before.
This time my eyes opened wide and locked on, and they wouldn't close even though I was trying to close them. I couldn't look away... I was locked on, and I was even thinking in my head the words: "But this is what you want, sissy boy... This is what you want... what you want... what you want..."
When the images ceased, I breathed in deep from my nose as much air as I could muster, trying to control my breathing; my heart racing
Then, the nurses appeared again, but in a different setting, a different video, and they now stood proper and prim lined up in a row in a bright red room and there was an animal cage in front of them.
I watched, transfixed, and anxious as two black and God-like men entered the frame. They were completely naked, strutting in workman's boots, with demonic black leather masks covering their faces. Their bodies rippled and gleamed with muscle, and their big thick cocks were long, jutting masses of rock-hard flesh.
"Remember you friend?..." the robotic voice suddenly whispered into me ear.
One of the behemoths pried opened the cage door, and I cringed to see that Sammy was crawling out. His feminine figure was stripped naked, and he wore leather cuffs around his wrists and ankles, and a leather collar around his neck.
Gaping Sammy's mouth was a mechanical gag that was adjusted to keep his teeth at bay, and keep his tender lips parted as wide as they could possibly stretch.
It was then, I noticed that the natural volume of the mosment was playing in this video, and I could hear Sammy's real whimpering in my headset...
"Sammy!" I moaned, feeling tears in my eyes seeing him like this.
The two men hauled Sammy up, and secured his arms behind back, pulling the attached chain high, forcing Sammy into a strappado position, with his ass out, arms up to balance on his tip toes.
Without hesitation, one of the black masked men spun Sammy about, for me I supposed as now I had a perfect view of it all as he gripped Sammy's hips, and delivered his mighty thick cock through Sammy's boy hole with one powerful thrust, and quickly began to ravish, and shake Samm off his toes, and rattle him in his chains.
Sammy moaned with each deep issued plunge, impaled and put on the pike like cock of this black masked man.
And I was forced to listen helplessly as the shrill sound of Sammy's cries filled my ears whilst he was rocked back and forth, taking the big thick cock up his untrained hole.
The other man came around the front of Sammy, took him by the hair, and started fucking his mouth through the gag just as savagely as the man was fucking his ass.
Together the men made short work of Sammy, putting him on a spit like a stuffed pig as he squealed, and took the endless ravishing.
"This is what you want, sissy boy... the robot voice said. "Your time will come..."
