Transformations The New Gym Pt 03

This is the finale of Transformations: The New Gym, and we hope you enjoyed it! As always, your comments are welcome.

Our next book will be Transformations: The Farm and will begin in a few short days.

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"Aiggh!"

Maria heard the scream from the other end of the hallway. She smiled.

Sometimes her evil nature surprised her, even after all these decades. Screams meant progress. Screams meant someone's perversion was progressing.

She was unsure exactly how old she was.

All she knew for sure was she had been born sometime in the 1920s in Leningrad. She had no memory of her childhood, just bits and pieces of her young adult life. That she had fought in a war, she knew. On the Russian side, against the Germans.

Later, she had become a nurse. Later still, she had walked through the mountains and escaped the Soviet Union.

She remembered San Francisco in the 1960s.

But, mostly, she remembered Morpheus.

His smiling face, his piercing eyes.

The experiment.

Then there was the years in the desert, fading in and out of consciousness as he worked on her body and mind. He erased so much of what she had been.

Her Russian accent? Gone. Now she spoke like someone from the Midwest.

And, the evil. She remembered the evil. For someone who had seen so much evil, to finally become something evil was irony.

Now, she was Maria Marapova - Morpheus's ultimate weapon in his war to subdue humanity. She was the prototype from which he built the White Witches.

And, Maria was very sure the living god was utterly insane.

She opened the door to the treatment room.

Luisa Alvarez was on her knees, ass high in the air, her face pressed to the floor. Her body had been transformed. Skin, tight and flawless, over a lithe body with big G cup breasts pressed against the floor.

"So big!" Luisa groaned.

Helga crouched behind her. The tall, muscular blonde was naked, and her muscles rippled as she thrust a purple strap on repeatedly into the woman's stretched cunt.

Brittney knelt beside them, caressing Luisa's buttocks as Helga gave her the biggest cock she had ever experienced.

Brittney giggled and jumped to her feet, skipping to Maria's side. "See? I did good! She's super cute and fuckable, ain't she?"

Maria kissed the adorable blonde on her upturned nose. "Yes, pet. She's exquisite."

Helga smiled and worked a big middle finger up Luisa's ass as she fucked her. "Cum, bitch. I want that ass next." Her voice was low and menacing.

"Oh! Fuck!" Luisa cried.

Maria smiled. "More fingers, Helga."

"Yes, mistress," Helga shoved her ring finger in to the third knuckle along with her middle.

Luisa screamed, but she was working her hips hard against the rubber cock and the invading fingers.

"Good slut," Helga groaned. "Cum."

Luisa arched her back and her squirt sprayed around the rubber dick, spattering on the floor.

"She's real juicy, Maria," Brittney whispered.

"Yes, I can see."

Luisa convulsed and began to slump.

Helga put her hand under the woman's stomach and lowered her gently to the floor. The big purple horse cock dildo slid out of her stretched cunt with a wet pop.

It was easily two feet long.

Helga spread the fingers in Luisa's ass apart, opening her pucker.

The woman, who had been almost asleep, was startled awake. "Ooo, hurts!"

Helga grabbed her hair and pulled. "Do you want me to stop?"

"N... No... just... wanted you to know." Shaking, Luisa raised her buttocks higher.

Helga smiled. "Good, bitch." She pulled her fingers from the woman's ass and quickly pushed the rubber cock head in their place.

Her gaping hole closed on it.

Luisa began to mumble and moan.

Helga stroked her back and slid five inches inside her butt.

"God, oh, God!"

"Take it yourself. Work your ass, bitch," Helga growled.

Luisa nodded, her eyes closed tight. "Y... Yes... Mistress." She pushed back, her asshole swallowing a couple more inches.

"Good girl."

Maria knelt by Luisa. "Who do you belong to, Luisa?"

"You! I belong to you, Mistress Maria," she cried.

Maria smiled. "Do you love me?"

"Yes, God, yes... I never knew it could be like..."

"Do you love Brittney?"

Luisa nodded emphatically. "Yes, with all my heart!"

"And, Helga, do you love her?"

"I... I love what she is doing to me..."

Maria laughed. "Tell her to go deeper, Luisa. Tell her you want more."

"More! Mistress Helga, please! Hurt me!" She braced herself.

Helga smiled contemptuously. She shoved her hips forward and almost a foot more dildo slid into Luisa's ass.

She screamed in pain and passion, though there was no difference to the woman any longer.

"Do you love your husband, Luisa?"

She nodded, eyes wide. "Si, I love Eduardo..."

Maria scowled. "No. You only pretend to love him, Luisa. Your love for him is dead, though you will continue to pretend."

Luisa's eyes rolled back in her head. "Love... dead."

"Very good. From now on, he is just a cock for you to enjoy, just as you will be nothing more to him than a set of holes to fuck. You only love us, Luisa."

"Si! Only you, mi corazons!"

Maria smiled and nodded. "When the time comes, you will kill Eduardo for us. Once he has fulfilled his usefulness. Do you understand?"

She frowned. "Kill? Eduardo?"

"Yes, Luisa, you will kill him. When we tell you it is La Noche de las Brujas, you will kill him. For us. Because you love us, and you want to be our good girl."

"Kill Eduardo. Yes! On the night of the witches! I will kill him for you!"

Maria kissed Luisa's lips. "Very good, my love." She nodded up at Helga. "Give her the whole strap on, Helga. Make her cum."

Luisa cried out as Helga gave her the entire length.

***

Pam opened her eyes.

Not again

, she thought.

For the second time in a day, she had been unconscious.

She was lying in a hospital bed, stark naked.

She had an IV in her arm.

Beside the bed, a bag of fluid dripped slowly into the IV tube.

Emma was in a bed beside her, also naked and receiving an IV.

"There you are," a voice said. A nurse walked into the room. "I thought I was going to have to give you two a stimulant."

"Hospital? Am I in a hospital?" Pam asked.

The nurse laughed. "Not quite, Pam."

Pam blinked. Brigitte! The rubber clad nurse from earlier was checking her IV.

"Brigitte? What happened? Why..." She tried to sit up.

Brigitte pushed her back onto the bed. "Shh, relax. You and Emma became dehydrated. It happens in the hot tub sometimes. Mistress... er, I mean, Maria told me to give you fluids to get you back on your feet."

Mistress? Pam struggled to think. Something... had happened. Earlier. In the hot tub. But, she couldn't remember. She remembered going into the hallway with Emma to leave, and then Maria said... something.

After that, everything was hazy.

Emma groaned beside her. "What... the fuck?"

"Just giving you fluids. You'll be fine." Brigitte took Pam's arm. "I'm going to remove the IV. Worst part is the adhesive, but not so much now that you have no body hair."

Pam looked away as Brigitte ripped the tape away. She winced as the needle was withdrawn and a gauze was taped over it.

"There. Okay, Emma, your turn, honey."

Pam sat up slowly.

Her abdomen was sore. "Did... why does my stomach hurt?"

"Vitamin shots."

Pam got to her feet and almost fell. She grabbed the bed.

The soreness was bad enough.

The fact her pussy was dripping down her leg and she felt like she wanted to fuck everyone in sight was terrifying. "Oh, God, what did you do to me?!"

Brigitte laughed. "I told you. Vitamins and fluid."

"N... No... you did... Oh, God!" Her stomach clenched and her muscles spasmed as she orgasmed. Liquid fell on the floor.

Brigitte giggled. "Really powerful vitamins."

Emma stared at her in horror. And, then Emma reached between her own legs and began playing with her clit. She bit her lip and smiled at Pam.

"S... Stop," Pam whispered. But, her own hand trailed down her stomach. She looked down at her swollen clit. She touched it with her finger tips and shivered.

Emma spread her legs. "I don't want to stop," she whispered as she masturbated and watched Pam.

"Of course you don't," Brigitte said with a smile. "You'll get used to the heightened libido - I mean, you're always going to be hot to fuck, but you will be able to control yourselves... eventually."

"What... did you do?" Pam whispered. She was rubbing her wet clit with two fingers. All she could think about was climbing in the bed with Emma, maybe convincing Brigitte to join them. She shivered and shook her head.

What the fuck is wrong with me?!

"Our... vitamins... have changed one of your ovaries. It's pumping hormones into your bloodstream. Doesn't it feel good, Pam?" Brigitte asked.

Pam breathed hard. "Yes... God help me..."

Brigitte waved a finger at her. "No blaspheming - there is only one god."

"Unnh," Pam moaned. She watched Emma masturbate with half closed eyes. She rubbed her own clit harder.

Emma matched her pace.

"Cum, girls. Maria says you will be free to go soon."

***

Pam took her clothes out of the drawer in the changing room. How long ago had it been? It felt like years.

Emma kept looking at her.

Pam knew her friend wanted to say something.

What was there to say? They were different people now.

"Are you mad at me?" Emma asked as she slid her shoes on.

"What?"

Emma sniffed and looked at the floor. "Are you mad?"

Pam shook her head. "No. Of course not. Why would I be mad at you?"

"We did things..."

"I don't remember that," she said. She had said it too quickly and far too harshly.

Emma shook. "I... in the hospital bed. You remember we... watched each other?"

"Of course, I remember that, Emma. They did something to us. I'm going to sue them for what they've done."

"Do you remember the hot tub?"

"No."

"Are you sure? I remember some things..."

"I said, no, goddamn it!" Nightmare images flashed through her mind and she was getting wet again.

Emma turned away and sobbed. "I'm sorry, Pam. Please don't hate me!"

Pam squeezed her eyes shut. She put her hands on the smaller woman's shoulders and turned her to face her. "I don't hate you, Emma. I love you. You are my best friend. None of this was your fault..."

Emma kissed her. It was sudden and violent. She launched herself up, wrapping her arms around Pam's neck and pressed her lips to Pam's, forcing her mouth open.

Pam almost returned the kiss.

Instead, she pushed her back. "Stop. Emma. You have to stop."

Tears streamed down Emma's cheeks. "But, you said... you said you loved me."

Pam rolled her eyes. "Emma, you aren't thinking clearly. This place, what they've done. This isn't you. It's not me either. Get hold of yourself."

Emma recoiled as if she had been slapped. "Sorry... I'm sorry." She turned away and grabbed her purse out of the storage drawer.

"Emma, wait," Pam said. "I didn't mean to sound angry..."

"Let's just go," Emma said as she shoved the door open.

***

Brigitte was waiting in the reception area. "I hope you enjoyed your spa day. Come again, any time." She held the door open for them.

"You'll be hearing from my attorney," Pam spat.

Brigitte's eyes grew wide and she burst out laughing. "Really? Oh, poor Pam, you still don't get it, do you?" She reached out and caressed Pam's cheek.

Pam jerked away.

Brigitte grinned. "Very soon, maybe a few days from now, maybe weeks, Mistress will come for you. She'll say a few little words - they won't seem that significant. Just a little phrase that she programmed into your minds. And, she will turn you into her happy little brainless bimbo sluts."

"What are you talking about?"

Brigitte laughed. "She's inside you now. Can you feel her? Mistress put better versions of you inside your head. They're sleeping now, just drowsy little whores waiting to wake-up. You can't run. You can't hide. Maria Marapova owns you now, just like she owns all of us." She took a step toward them.

Pam and Emma shrank back toward the open door.

"It's not so bad. I'm happier now, Pam. My life is full. It has meaning. You'll know soon enough."

Pam held Emma's hand and they ran out the door onto the darkened street.

They stopped at the end of the block. "Wait," Pam gasped. "Stop."

Emma tried to pull her. "Why? Shit, I think my brain is starting to clear. We need to get the fuck out of here."

Pam pulled her back. "No. We have to go back." She pulled her phone out of her bag.

"Are you fucking nuts?"

"Maybe." She looks over her shoulder at the Morphosis Gym. "We need to photograph some of this shit. Right now, all we have to take to the cops is a story about witches trying to turn us into whores."

"Yeah, and they fucking succeeded, Pam! I still want you. Okay? I mean I was twisted as fuck before, but Jesus! I could go nine an a half weeks on you right now!"

"We need proof. I'm going back in. You don't have to come..."

Emma rolled her eyes. "I'm not letting you go back in there on your own."

"Then come on..."

Emma held fast. "Wait. Listen to me. I don't... think straight in there. I don't know why. Maybe its something in the air, or maybe they're doing some kind of mind control voodoo - whatever it is, when I'm in there? I want to stay, Pam. You can't let me, no matter what. Even if you have to drag my ass out of there. Okay?"

Pam squeezed her hand. "I won't leave you there, I promise."

"You better fucking not. 'Cause, I swear to God, if I get turned into one of those dominatrix bitches? I will torture your ass if you leave me."

***

Luisa sat strapped to a medical chair. Her head jerked side to side as images flashed across the goggles and sounds played on her headphones.

Brittney leaned on the side of the chair, she pushed her lensless, black glasses higher on her button nose. "I really love this video we teach them advanced fucking with! Sometimes I just watch it and diddle."

"I know," Maria said. She was sitting in a chair going over the day's transformations on her tablet. "I like to watch you masturbate."

Brittney giggled. She walked to Maria, buttocks swaying like a drunken sailor from the ballet boots. "I like it when you watch me too." She sat down on Maria's lap, blocking her view of the tablet.

Maria groaned. "Honestly, Brittney, you're worse than a house cat."

"I can't help it," she whispered. She put her face in Maria's blonde hair and breathed in her perfume. "I'm horny."

"Silly slut, you're always horny." Maria slid her hand up the inside of Brittney's leg. She tugged on the smaller woman's clit piercing.

"Pull it harder," Brittney whispered.

"'Pull it harder' what?"

Brittney giggled. "Pull it harder, please, Mistress?"

Maria smiled and twisted the piercing. "Good girl."

Brittney sighed and ground her crotch against Maria's hand.

Maria put down the tablet. She reached up with her free hand and pulled the black glasses off Brittney's face. "Why do you wear these ridiculous things?"

Brittney stuck out her pouty lower lip. "They make me look smarter."

"Darling, there are no lenses in them. They made you look..." Maria stopped.

"They make me look what?" She blinked her big eyes.

Maria shook her head and pushed the black plastic frames back onto her nose. "Adorable. They make you look adorable."

Brittney laughed and snuggled closer. She looked behind her at Luisa. "Do we have to give her back to her husband? I like having a pet."

"You'll get her back soon enough."

"After she kills him?"

"Oh, I'm sure you'll get to enjoy her even before that."

"Good." She kissed Maria. "I don't understand, though."

Maria moved a lock of Brittney's hair out of her face. "Don't understand what?"

"Well, if the senator is doing what we want him to do, why do we have to kill him?"

"Ah, good question. In truth, we wouldn't. We could simply bend all the politicians to our will. But, killing them sends a message to anyone who lusts for power: the Church is the new power on Earth. There is no more room for self-serving politicians. The will join us and fall in line, or die. Understand?"

Brittney nodded. "That makes sense, I guess."

Maria kissed her nose. "Don't worry, it might not even come to that."

***

Pam and Emma peered through the half open door, filming Brittney and Maria.

I can't believe it

, Pam thought.

They are planning mass assassination!

She had to get this footage to the authorities.

Before she could turn, she felt a strong hand grip her neck.

Emma screamed.

***

Maria stared at Pam's phone. "So, the two of you are little spies, I take it?"

Helga, the enormous musclebound woman dropped Pam onto a medical chair. Pam fought against her, but she was like a toddler in the woman's hands. She buckled Pam at the wrists and ankles.

Emma was struggling in a chair beside her, while Luisa Alvarez continued to moan and writhe in her own chair as she was brainwashed.

Maria grabbed Pam's chin. "What are you? Defense Intelligence? CIA? FBI?"

"PTA?" Brittney asked.

Pam, Emma, and Maria turned their heads and looked at Brittney.

"What? That's a thing, isn't it?"

Maria stared at her for a moment. "Brittney, you know I love you more than anything in the world, right?"

She smiled and nodded. "I love you too!"

"Good. But, right now, I need you to play the quiet game, okay darling?"

Brittney nodded. She held her fingers to her lips and made a motion of locking her lips with a key and throwing it away.

"Such a good girl."

Pam and Emma both shuddered at Maria's words.

Maria looked at Pam and smiled. "Really. She was once so smart, and if it takes me a thousand years, I'm going to fix her." Maria sighed. "Now, who do you work for?"

"Nobody, I swear," Pam said.

Maria laughed. "Pam, I can look inside your head and pull the information out by force, or I can activate your Pammie personality. The new improved 'bimbo you' will be happy to tell me everything I want to know. If I force the information out of you? Well, as I told you earlier - I'm not great at reading minds. Not that I can't, but when I do it can be... messy." She gave them a slight, humorless grin. "Or, you can just tell me the truth."

"You don't have to do either of those things!"

"Who sent you?"

"Nobody, I swear."

Maria tapped Pam's nose with her index finger. "I don't believe you." Maria turned to Brittney. "Pam's purse, please."

Brittney wobbled to Maria's side and handed her the purse.

Maria dumped the contents on a small side table. She rummage through the contents. "Junk mostly." She held up a box of mints and shook it.

Pam's eyes grew wide.

Maria frowned. She opened the mints and pulled out a folded photograph. She unfolded it and smiled. She handed it to Brittney. "Recognize her?"

Brittney laughed. "Yeah! That's Nasty Nancy! Mmm, Nice tongue."

Maria leaned over Pam. "Now, why do you have Nasty Nancy's picture hidden in a box of mints?"

Pam stared straight ahead.

"Cat got your tongue?"

Pam sniffled.

Maria turned to Emma. "Why about you, my underdeveloped love?"

Emma swallowed and shook her head.

"Why would the two of you come here looking for this woman?"

Pam gritted her teeth. "We're not telling you shit."

Maria burst out laughing. "Wow, I feel like a villain in James Bond movie. This is priceless. Thank you for this. Most of the time, I feel like a glorified HR manager." She reached out and undid Emma's blouse, exposing her flat chest and engorged nipples.

Maria twisted the woman's nipples. "Nice and hard. You're getting off on this, aren't you, you little slut?"