The Seed

The following morning Donna was up early cooking breakfast for Egold. He looked pleased. "Good morning," he said, kissing her.

"Good morning, Honey," she said, kissing him back. "You've been cooking for me. I decided to make you breakfast today."

"Thank you," said Egold. He looked at her for a long moment. "Is Donna Besch still inside you? Has she gone away yet?"

Donna barely paused as she stirred the space eggs. "She's still there, Master. Do you... do you expect her gone soon?"

Egold shrugged. "It can happen at any time. Usually a few days after your Seed matures."

"I... I understand." Donna bit her lip. She would wake up one morning, and her personality would simply... vanish. She would only be Anaiya. She didn't like the thought of it, but there was nothing she could do about it.

Donna served him breakfast. As they ate, Egold said, "We are going shopping this morning. That is, unless my slave has medical school classes to attend to."

Donna looked down shyly. "She, uh, has a neurology class at 4 PM today."

"We will be done by then," said Egold. He spooned some space eggs. "I am permitting this as an indulgence to you, you understand. I assure you that once Donna Besch has gone away, that Anaiya will no longer have any interest in medical school."

"I... appreciate it, Master," she said tensely.

They went to BloomySteinFelds, the premier department store in all of Vega II. It was so high class that it even employed human clerks. Everyone had seen the ads of a bearded, gravelly voice Mr. BloomySteinFeld saying, "You're going to like the way you look."

Their clerk was a very well dressed Japanese woman named Keiko who did not at all remind Donna of Fumeko. Fumeko was cruel and sexual and Keiko was the total opposite. Part of her wondered what would would happen if Fumeko gave Keiko the Seed...

"Of course I will be happy to help you," Keiko said, smiling at Donna and Egold. But

especially

Egold. The gentle sounds of piano playing could be heard in the background. They had a real piano player, not a robot. BloomySteinFelds was the best.

Egold asked to see their breast control collars. Bloomy's had aisles and aisles of them.

"I have plenty of control collars," Donna whispered.

"I want to find ways to control them better," said Egold.

She looked amused. "You want my tits under better control?" She gave him a sly look.

"Always. They are the most disobedient part of you." He smiled back at her, and Donna thought they might kiss, until she heard their salesclerk tactfully clearing her throat.

"Let me have a look at you, my dear." Keiko looked at the hills created by Donna's tits critically in her teal shirt. "You're what, a 38C control collar?"

"How did you know that?" Donna was wide-eyed.

"It's my job to know, dear," she said, flashing Donna a smile.

But when they started looking at the C section Egold shook his head. "Not what I'm looking for."

"What

are

you looking for?" Keiko asked, giving Egold just the hint of a flirtatious smile.

"Any thing which catches my eye." Egold smiled at her, and Keiko practically froze in admiration. Egold paused and said, "Do you have padded control collars?"

"Padded? Padded, of course," said Keiko, rapidly coming to her senses as if she had been in a daze. She took them to another aisle. Egold picked out a black lacey one with thick padding. "This could do nicely."

Keiko gave him a confused look. "You... you want your daughter to wear a padded control collar?"

"Oh, he's not my Dad!" said Donna hastily.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" said Keiko, putting a hand on Egold's wrist. "It's not that you look old--you don't!--it's just that your... friend... looks so young!"

"Others have mentioned that as well," said Egold approvingly. "Actually, Anaiya is in medical school."

"Anaiya? What a charming name!" said Keiko, smiling at her.

Egold said, "And I am in engineering school. We are engaged to be married."

Donna blushed. Egold was tweaking her by taking the place of Ryan, who also was attending Engineering School and also was her fiance... at least, until she had betrayed him by letting Egold take her virginity.

"Oh, how wonderful!" said Keiko. "I'm so happy for you both!"

"Thank you," said Egold. "Anaiya, why don't you try on this control collar? I think it would look perfect on you."

Donna gave him a dirty look but took the control collar and went into the changing room. As she took off her shirt she found herself becoming anxious, thinking of Egold alone with Keiko. He had seen the way Egold looked at her. Could he be thinking of Seeding her and adding her to his collection? She hurriedly removed her control collar and looked down critically at her market melons. She admired the big, round shape of her firm tits. No it was impossible! Egold loves her tits too much to toss her aside for a sales clerk! Donna hurriedly strapped the new breast control collar onto her. As she put on her shirt she stared into the holographic mirror. It made her breasts look

huge

!

She hurried outside to see Egold sharing a laugh with Keiko. What had they been talking about?

"Ah, there you are," said Egold, in a way that was much too casual for Donna's tastes. "Turn around."

Donna obeyed.

"Beautiful," he said.

"Really?" said Donna. She pointed at her breasts. She had thought they were large before, but now... "Everything just... sticks out now!"

"Yes, it does," said Egold, and Keiko laughed too, which somehow irritated Donna.

"We'll take a half dozen of them," said Egold.

"Very good," said Keiko, looking pleased.

Shirts came next. Egold made it clear he wanted them low cut. The padded control collars he had selected also pushed her breasts up and towards each other. The combined effect was

amazing

. In the first shirt he selected, the insides of Donna's breasts were crushed together and clearly visible. They looked

huge

.

"My tits are hanging out!" Donna cried.

"Yes, they are," Egold agreed.

"I can't dress like this!" said Donna.

"You can't?" said Egold.

The Tree.

"I... I mean, I can," said Donna. "Of course I can!"

Keiko looked from one to the other, unsure what had just transpired.

Dresses were next.

Egold frowned as Donna tried on a somewhat modest blue and yellow flower dress. "I asked for something more revealing."

"This is the best we have," said Keiko apologetically. "The dresses we stock are a little more conservative."

Egold gave her a hard stare.

"But..." Keiko said, "We could make alterations!" She boldly reached over and pulled over a portion of the dress around the breast line, revealing more of Donna's left breast. She looked anxiously at Egold for approval. He frowned slightly.

"More?" she said, peeling back more of the material.

"More," said Egold, reaching over and taking her hands in his as he peeled back even more of the dress.

"But... that will be very... revealing," said Keiko.

"So it will," Egold agreed.

"You... must enjoy showing off your girlfriend's beautiful body," said Keiko, choosing her words carefully.

"Indeed I do," said Egold, giving Donna a look that made her redden.

"I can have these altered," said Keiko. "But there will be a substantial cost."

Egold waved a hand dismissively. "Cost is irrelevant."

Keiko's eyebrows shot up, as she looked from Egold to Donna... and back again to him.

********

Donna stood uncomfortably in a tight miniskirt. It was actually made of leather, a rarity on Vega II. She had worn skirts before, but never ones going down only to her mid thigh. "This shows..."

"Shows what?" said Egold.

"Everything!" said Donna.

Keiko laughed. In the short time they had been together it felt like Egold had corrupted her.

"Then

everything

it is~" Egold grinned. "Your legs are very pretty. Men should be able to appreciate them."

"Yes, they should," Keiko agreed, giving Donna a mocking smile.

What had Egold done to her?

Next were pants. Donna tried on tight white pants which showed off every curve of her ass and had stress lines which really drew attention to her groin. When she came out of the dressing room Keiko was laughing loudly and touching Egold's hand.

What were they talking about?

She stood in front of him as it seemed he had trouble noticing her.

"Very nice," said Egold. "Very nice indeed. There is only one thing missing." He turned to Keiko. "Do you sell chikdiks?"

"Do we!" said Keiko.

She led them to a counter with an array of plastic and rubber phalluses in the center of the Women's Wear Department. Donna had never seen so many chikdiks of so many different sizes. Keiko looked at Donna's groin with an experienced eye. "I think given the tightness of her pants she could take a size two, maybe a size three. Try this one, Anaiya."

She handed Donna a rubber phallus. Donna half turned to go to the dressing room but Egold gave just the smallest shake of his head. Donna sighed and half unzipped her pants. She inserted it into her as best she could and zipped herself up. When she was done she had a moderate sized erection sticking out of her pants.

"A good start," said Egold approvingly. He looked at the assembled chikdiks. "But I'd like to see her try this one."

"That one?" said Keiko. "That's the monster sized chikdik. It's usually worn by..."

"By whom? By whom is it usually worn?" Egold asked.

"Performers and... sometimes... sex workers," said Keiko.

I am a third class whore

, Donna thought.

Egold smiled as if reading her thoughts. Which he might very well have been. "Try it, Anaiya."

This one was more of a struggle. After Donna removed the smaller one she struggled to push the larger one into her tight pants. "It's too big!" she protested.

Egold simply gave her a look. Donna sighed and unzipped her pants completely, Her panties had become slightly undone and a sliver of pubic hair was apparent not only to Egold but Keiko as well. But being stark naked in front of dozens of slaves and masters in the White Room had desensitized her to that. She inserted the monster chikdik and struggled to close her pants. She eventually succeeded, and was rewarded with the imprint of a mighty phallus straining to burst out of her pants.

"Now that's good looking!" said Egold.

Donna looked at herself in the holomirror, and saw the giant erection. "I... I look hideous!" she cried.

Keiko laughed, which cut her to the core.

He's corrupted her so quickly.

When Donna came out of the dressing room for the final time she saw Keiko giving Egold a quick kiss on the cheek. "Thank you, I might," she said.

Might what?

After they had paid and left, Donna said sourly, "So?"

Egold did not respond. He just continued walking forward, with a hand securely wrapped around hers.

"Are you going to add her to your collection?" Donna persisted.

"Perhaps," said Egold. "She is not unattractive." He paused. "You are permitted to feel jealousy."

"Thank you," said Donna sarcastically.

"Even a third class whore like Anaiya is permitted to feel jealousy. But jealousy can also be a powerful teacher."

"In what way?" Donna asked.

"I have told you many times that as my slave it is your duty to be as attractive and stimulating to me as possible. Seeing me with other women only incentivizes you more," Egold grinned.

********

Egold took Donna to a seedy salon in the basement of a building. A Filipina woman with bright blonde hair reached out and kissed him strongly. "Egold! It's been too long!" she cried.

"That it has, Junjaweed." He turned to Donna. "I have brought you my newest acquisition."

"Pretty!" said Junjaweed, staring at Donna's breasts and chikdik. "You want me to give her the usual?"

"The usual," Egold agreed.

He's done this before. He's done this with countless women before me. And what's happened to them? Where are they now?

"What is the usual?" Donna asked.

"Junjaweed is going to give you a makeover. Hair and makeup."

Junjaweed handed Donna a gown. Donna started to put it on but Junjaweed shook her head. "Instead of your clothes, dear. Not over it."

Donna frowned. "Why do I have to take off my clothes to have my hair done?" One look at Egold was enough to silence her questions.

********

Donna quickly realized that her hair color was being changed. "Let me guess," she said. "Blonde?"

Egold grinned.

"Didn't you like me as a brown haired girl?" she asked, as Junjaweed rubbed noxious chemicals into her hair.

"I did," said Egold. "But I will love you as a blonde."

Junjaweed, who had bright blonde hair, tittered.

Donna soon realized that she wasn't just becoming a blonde, but a bright, bright, bright blonde, as bright as Whiskey and Spesapalda. She wondered if this was a coincidence.

"Should I do her eyebrows too?" Junjaweed asked.

"Leave them brown," Egold decided. "The combination makes her look sexier." His words sent a chill through her cunt.

"But you want the rest done?" Junjaweed asked.

"Of course."

The rest.

Donna got the first inkling of what

the rest

was when Junjaweed lifted her smock to waist level, exposing her naked pussy. "What are you doing?" she cried.

Junjaweed put the same smelly chemicals she had been putting in Donna's hair on her pubic hair.

"No!" Donna cried, as she felt the biting chemicals.

"Your master orders it," said Junjaweed sternly. "You will look beautiful when I am done. Every man wants to fuck a slave with bright blonde pubes."

"Every man," Egold agreed, watching her rub solution in Donna's pubic hair. "And only

I

will decide who will be permitted."

"Swell," said Donna, making a face.

While Donna's hair was drying, they moved onto the next step.

Egold said, "Junjaweed will teach you how to apply makeup. Pay close attention, because in the future you will be expected to do it yourself."

"I know how to put on makeup!" Donna cried. But they both ignored her, like she was a child.

The bright red lipstick she should have expected, of course. Egold smiled, and she knew what he was thinking.

Those blowjob lips.

The redness on the cheeks came next, more redness than Donna would ever have chosen for herself. But the bright blue eyeshadow was the biggest surprise. Donna

hated

eyeshadow.

"It makes me look like a whore!" she groaned.

"You

are

a whore," Egold reminded her. "A third class whore. Look at yourself, Anaiya. Just look at yourself."

Donna looked into the holomirror. She saw a blonde girl with heavily made up eyes, cheeks and lips.

The face of a stranger.

She felt hands squeezing her shoulders. "This is you now, Anaiya. The

real

you."

Donna shivered. Soon she would be gone, and this was all that would be left of her. She looked at the face in the mirror and didn't recognize it.

This was Anaiya, a third class whore.

********

After they were done with Junjaweed, Egold suggested they go for a run across the UV campus. Donna knew

exactly

what he wanted. She put on one of her new padded control collars and low cut shirts which made her breasts stick out. She put on her new short shorts which showed off the roundness of her ass. And then, with some hesitation, she shoved the giant chikdik into her jogging shorts, knowing Egold would insist on it. She looked down at the giant artificial erection sticking out of her shorts and murmured, "What have I become?"

********

They were jogging. The sun was shining, there was a fresh breeze in the air, and they were running casually across campus. Egold looked handsome in a crisp blue shirt and blue shorts. The bulge of his penis was on prominent display.

But nearly all eyes were on Donna Besch. She felt the eyes on her tight yellow shorts which showed off her well rounded ass. She felt the eyes on her blonde hair and heavily made up face. She felt the eyes on her exposed breasts, which were practically spilling out of her low cut shirt. And she especially felt the eyes on her chikdik, which was making an impressive outline in her jogging shorts.

"They're all looking at me," Donna said. "Everyone is looking at me." It was true. "Head turning" was highly accurate. Donna stopped conversations as she jogged by groups of men, and women. She literally saw heads turning to follow her like tracking cameras. She saw the stares of surprise and amazement. She felt the lust streaming out of them. She

screaned

it.

"Of course they are. You are

Suldaddah

," said Egold. "You are going to be an

amazing

Seeker. You are going to be able to take or fuck any person you wish."

"Any one I want," Donna breathed.

"You will take them and Seed them. You will help hundreds of people regain their True Identity. Perhaps thousands."

"Thousands. That's... a lot of fucking."

"Yes, it is," Egold agreed.

As they jogged people said hello to her. People she barely knew. Most of them men.

"Hi Donna!" said Jack Chalker.

"Hi Donna!" said Eric Waverly.

"Hey Donna!" said Brandon Stinsen.

When they stopped at a traffic light, Brent Cinders, a med student she barely knew, said hello to her. "Hey Donna. You're looking... fit today," he said, staring at her creamy breasts sticking out of her shirt.

"Thanks Brent," she said nervously.

"Would you like to get together sometime? We could... have a study session," he said. He was looking straight at her breasts when he said it. It was

obvious

what kind of study session Brent was looking for.

"Maybe," she said faintly.

"Maybe," he said. "How about tonight?"

The light changed. She and Egold jogged away from him, across the street. "Isn't it obvious that I'm with you?" she told him.

"Some men do not give up easily," said Egold, looking amused.

Donna was definitely not looking where she was going and ran right into another med student she knew, Brian Haywood.

"Oh, sorry, Brian!" she cried, as her breasts collided with his chest.

"Donna!" said Brian. "Is that you?"

"I... yes."

"You've... you've changed, Donna!" said Brian, in an obviously excited way as his eyes ate up her blonde hair and exposed tits.

"Changed... for the better, Brian?" Donna asked, feeling pleased with herself.

"I'll say!" Brian grinned. His eyes fell on Egold. "Is this your boyfriend? Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything!"

"It is quite all right," said Egold. "I give my woman permission to talk to others."

"That's, ah, nice of you," Brian gulped, looking at Egold's broad shoulders and muscular chest.

"See you, Brian!" said Donna, as she started jogging again.

They jogged another block before Egold said, "So?"

"So what?"

"Which one do you want?"

"Which one do I want what?"

"Which one would you rather have sex with, Brent, or Brian?" said Egold.

"Are you giving me a choice... or an order?" Donna asked, as they jogged together.

They jogged together in silence for a moment longer. "Brian," said Egold. "You definitely prefer Brian."

Donna raised her eyebrows and smiled. Then she said, "What about Ryan, my boyfriend?"

"What about him?" said Egold.

"Could I have sex with him?"

Egold paused. "I will consider it."

Egold wanted to see Donna's dorm room. They went inside her building and climbed the stairs to the second floor. Kelly and Nova happened to be in the common area.

"Donna, is that you?" Kelly cried. She hugged her friend. "What happened to you?"

"She's gotten blonde... and a boob job... and has a giant chikdik in her pants!" Nova said.

"Not a boob job," said Donna, blushing. "Just a padded control collar."

"You look so... different!" said Kelly, in an astonished voice.

"You look amazing!" Nova declared. She turned to Egold. "You must be Egold! I saw you in the gym, once. I smiled at you from across the room, remember?"