The next couple of weeks passed in a blur for Crystal Cherry. When she received the letter confirming the name change, it dawned on her that Carl was no more. It was only a name but it had once been hers, if she tried to hang on to it it would just remind her of a different life, one that no longer was possible. The day after receiving the letter, Olivia took Crystal to the city to get her IDs and paper work sorted. Along with the name change, Crystal had requested to be identified as a female on all her IDs and the approval came through this morning. First of all was the driving license. Olivia watched from the door as Crystal queued, waiting to be served. She was nervous as she provided her old ID, the one showing her as Carl and official documents from the government. The worker, a young woman in her early twenties couldn't stop comparing the differences between the photo in the ID and Crystal in front of her.
"This was you?" She asked, astounded. "That's impressive, you look so pretty."
"Thank you." Crystal responded, genuinely happy to hear the kind words. She had been nervous, this being the first person that he had revealed his change to. He wondered how she would react if she knew how he had been forced into it originally but that was the past. The tight plug and the even tighter chastity device reminding her of her place. The young woman was polite and helpful as she gestured Crystal to go into the photo booth and get a new photo for the ID. She then waited a few minutes for the ID to be approved and then printed. The worker smiled warmly as she passed it over and Crystal struggled to keep the tears in as her emotions from the young woman's kindness over powered her.
Crystal had been noticing that more and more recently. Over the last week she had experienced mood swings like she had never had before. One moment she would be happy and content, the next sad and depressed. Her chest which was now definitely showing the signs of the Hormone Replacement Therapy was tender and looked a little swollen. Wiping her eyes, not wanting to ruin the mascara, Crystal thanked the woman and walked over to where Olivia was waiting. She felt proud at how well she handled the high heels now. They weren't comfortable by no means but she was able to walk without stumbling much at all now. Crystal also couldn't deny how stylish they looked, even with the discrete padlock locking them in place. She had been wearing high heels for two weeks straight now, even having them locked in place whilst she was asleep. This current pair had a longer heel which put even more pressure on her toes she had been wearing for two days now.
"All done?" Olivia asked and Crystal showed her the printed ID. "You look so pretty Crystal. Pass me your old ID, you will destroy these later."
The rest of the morning passed quickly as Crystal changed all her official documents. Unfortunately some places wasn't as kind and welcoming as the young woman had been earlier. Some would laugh and joke, bringing over their work colleagues to join in the fun. During this time, Crystal would just stand there looking at the floor, her cheeks warm from the shame as the two colleagues would enjoy their jokes. The worse ones however were the ones who would disapprove, the ones who silently judged and whose eyes burned right through her. Suddenly Crystal felt empathy for all those who had willingly changed their gender. Those who had identified themselves as different gender to what they were born, who had gone through the long and challenging process to become comfortable in their own body only to walk in and be judged by someone who had no idea what it felt like to be uncomfortable in your own body. By the time Crystal was done, her feet were aching and she felt mentally and physically tired.
Back at Olivia's house, Crystal went straight into doing her chores that Olivia had set up for her this morning. All of the household cleaning, laundry fell for her to do. The butt plug moving with every step caused her little clit to strain against the even smaller chastity device and she ached for release. After tidying up she would tend to her wife, Serena. Crystal would lead Serena outside where he would help her exercise by having her crawl as fast as she could around Olivia's large garden. She would then feed her by filling up two bowls with food and water and then, when she was finished, she would wash her. It was amazing to Crystal how Serena could function as she was. He looked at her, frog tied with her wrists bound to her upper arms and her ankles to her thighs, forced to crawl on her knees and elbows all day. Then there was the chain connecting her tongue and clit. It was being shortened constantly and even if you were to undo the chain, Serena's tongue would still loll out of her mouth, drool spilling down her chin. The weighted bells attached to her labia had stretched them further and if you looked at her from behind you would see her stretched labia protrude from her body and her stretched clit in the middle. Even more remarkably, Serena hadn't been able to see or hear her surroundings for the past few months. This changed however this morning when Olivia removed the expensive noise cancelling headphones and Serena heard her surroundings for the first time in a long while. She was confused at first but the second she heard Olivia's voice, she headed for it, trying to find it by sound alone.
Whilst Crystal was alone with Serena she would take to her. Her voice was still the same since the Hormone Replacement Therapy did little to alter it but Serena didn't recognize it. The damage to Serena's mind was too great that Crystal wondered if she would ever remember her husband and if she did, what would she think if she saw him, well her, now. Still, Serena seemed to enjoy the attention she received from her. The stroking of her hair and her back, whilst she didn't seem to register Crystal's words, she did look at her with an inquisitive look on her face, similar to how a dog would look at it's owner when being spoke to. The only person she seemed to understand and would respond to, was Olivia. Anything Olivia commanded of Serena, she would do instantly.
After Crystal had tended to Serena she would eat herself, of course her food was limited to the minimum to ensure she achieved that supermodel frame that Olivia wished for her. Just how she wished for a large steak with fries right now. Instead the contents of her plate looked like a mix of a garden and rabbit food. She was a little worried about her job for the evening. Part of her new set of chores included seeing to Andy's needs. Andy was the experimental sub that Olivia's friend, Louise, had used a drug which kept Andy in a permanent state of arousal. Serena couldn't imagine how hard it must be to live with a twenty-four hour a day, seven days a week, erection. Olivia had stated that his mind was broken and that he needed daily release as his body was producing more and more sperm, also, it would be good practice for Crystal for her future endeavors. Eventually Crystal would be sent out to make money for Olivia by working as a sex worker. Crystal didn't know what to think of this but had long ago learnt to go with the flow. If she defied Olivia, her life would only be worse.