A Visit from Daddy
September 4, 2004
Dearest Mommy
I had expected a more timely response to my previous missive, but as the
latest pictures show, you still seem to be bent on abusing that marvelous body
to extremes. Once again you and your slave seem to be living parallel paths.
Liposuction for you, how can that be? What can those ghastly hoses and pumps be
removing from beneath your skin? I am also appalled to discover that you are
undergoing a high colonic procedure daily. For what earthly purpose can this be?
Of course that is a rhetorical question my dear parent, I do know how much you
enjoy having those quirky itches of yours scratched.
However I must once more caution you about giving up to things
excessive, especially when it comes to those birching sessions which now seem to
be doing more harm than good. How can they be improving your blood circulation
when I have photographic evidence that they are opening your veins and draining
away your vital fluids. I do fear that you are going to come to a bad end if you
continue this crusade to rid yourself of flesh.
So much for my concern for you. Now let me bring you up to date on how I
am progressing with daddy. The next time you see your slave it will have lost
most of its feminine attributes. The slave is now receiving daily injections of
a testosterone compound that to date has already shown signs of enhancing its
baser characteristics.
In addition its breasts have been reduced in size from a robust 39D to
37B thanks to the efforts of Mistress Monica and Magda. Those two really are
working well together at this task. Every day Magda spends two hours using a
modified breast pump on the slave, who must be restrained since this process is
rather painful. Initially Mistress Monica came up with the idea of causing the
slave's breasts to become so large that they would be a constant source of
discomfort from their size, and pain due to the nature of the process used to
enhance their growth.
She began to give the slave injections of a compound consisting of bee
venom and nettle oil. These were delivered through the nipples, a most painful
procedure. Initially its breasts swelled to 44 DD after a single day. It was
then that Magda got the bright idea of pumping the swollen tissue to remove most
of the fluid, thus causing a significant reduction in volume. After a few trials
they came upon a procedure that seems to be constantly reducing the volume of
its breasts.
On another front (I think I just made a pun), injecting the slave's
testicles has made them grow to enormous size. They are so large that they
dangle beneath its belly, making a tempting target for whatever mischief can be
devised by the ladies. Jennifer has surprised us all no end by her fascination
with its enhanced genitals. I will say more about this later. I know you will
not be surprised to know that Magda and Mistress Monica have taken the next
logical step. Its most annoying characteristic, the main appendage as Jennifer
describes this protuberance, is now being treated with the same compound with
astonishing results.
It is gigantic! Slave Bonnie cannot get it into her mouth, so she has
been reduced to licking or stroking it (using both hands) in order to harden it
for punishment. On the other hand Magda had the bright idea of rubbing the tip
with meat drippings and then turning Bruno loose on it. That animal can lap away
on daddy's "appendage" by the hour. It does not seem to enjoy this treatment
based on its screams and moans. It is to the point that we must gag your slave
before letting Bruno go at it.
For some odd reason Jennifer seems to be threatened by the slave's
hideous growth and has taken some drastic steps to defend herself. With help
from slave Bonnie they are able to strap its grotesque length of swollen flesh
down to a table which it stands before. The slave is securely restrained and
gagged. She then pummels it with all manner of implements, never seeming to
employ the same weapon twice in any given day.
I have witnessed her beating its length with a rubber truncheon until it
was so swollen from the harsh blows that the straps holding it in position
disappeared into its flesh. Magda claims that Jennifer frequently borrows her
cane and uses it on the slave's appendage. I have noticed her bringing in
bundles of switches, fresh cut from the garden. Mistress Monica has seen her
using a length of heavy cable to flatten it from tip to base.
I have ordered that the slave be catheterized so that it can empty its
bladder on occasion. Currently it is allowed to relieve itself every ten hours.
Jennifer insists that the slave consume its own liquid wastes as further
punishment. Magda enjoys caning its bulging belly once this has been
accomplished. The slave should be very thankful that Magda takes such as
interest in its welfare. Left in its bloated condition it would surely develop a
bladder or kidney infection that might prove fatal. Yes mother, "fatal", as in
deceased, dead, removed from this mortal coil, or any other descriptor that you
might want to employ.
I do so wish that you would focus yourself on the matter of your slave
and provide me with some information concerning how you wish me to dispose of
it. I cannot allow it to remain here much longer. Not only has it interfered
with my orderly existence and begun to damage the psyches of certain members of
my inner circle, it is now in jeopardy of losing its life as a result of your
indecision. Your prompt attention to this matter is absolutely necessary.
September 6, 2004
Dearest Mommy
The dreadful news I received today from your physician concerning your
failing health is not unexpected. The accompanying photographs did little to
comfort me. It was total folly to have major sugery in your weakened condition.
It is absurd to have your stomach stapled! What were you thinking? Perhaps it
might be better to chastise your medical advisor for approving such a dangerous
procedure considering your terribly debilitated condition. Then to I am told
that in addition to this uncalled for operation, they performed it without the
benefit of anesthetic! Mother, what were you thinking? We are all quite saddened
at what has occurred. I do wish you a speedy recovery, and be advised that daddy
will not suffer the consequences of your selfish behavior until you are
recovered to the point that you are capable of making rational decisions.
September 13, 2004
Dearest Mommy
I am delighted that you are making such progress in regaining her health
and equilibrium. I do however caution you about employing those artificial means
of inducing sexual euphoria as an alternative to the standard pain killing
drugs. I fear I am talking to the wind; you have always been beyond the pale in
everythng that you do. Why should I be surprised?
I thought you might be amused to hear about the progress we have been
making in converting daddy into Daddy. He has taken to the testosterone
treatments like a duck to water. His organ is constantly in a state of erection.
Its size is awesome. Yesterday Magda measured it to be nearly 30 centimeters in
length, with a girth of 23 centimeters. The ladies continue to give the slave's
genitals daily injections of the swelling fluid, although I suspect that this is
done more for the pain it causes, rather than to sustain its immense size.
The situation with Jennifer becomes more curious with each passing day.
She seems to delight in causing the creature's appendage to leak a steady stream
of fluid from its tip. I have seen her spend hours teasing the bulbous tip with
a feather, collecting its drippings in a glass until it is full. No one knows
what becomes of this. I do have my suspicions, but they are too outre to take
seriously.
Magda canes it every day now, and she shows it no mercy. Its
hindquarters are a mass of pulpy looking raw meat; there is never a chance for
it to begin healing since she spends time on it every day, despite whatever
other area of its body she is concentrating on. Jennifer, my dear sweet
Jennifer, often joins in, taking over once Magda has had her fill, and
blistering its genitals until they begin to ooze this strange substance that she
also collects for some unknown purpose.
Not being one who kisses and tells, I must however remark that Jennifer
has become quite a handful when we turn in for the evening. I am often exhausted
totally by her demands and the surprising strength she now displays. At times it
can be breathtaking in more ways than one. I am not at all sure I understand all
that is going on within my darling these days. However I find this new behavior
much more acceptable and even enjoyable than when she went through that dark
spell about the time daddy arrived on the scene. Who knows, there may come a
time in the near future when my little darling turns the tables and becomes my
mistress, a delicious prospect in some ways.
I must close this missive and attend to some pressing business involving
Jennifer and I. She now is insisting that we have a little tryst after she
finishes whatever business she is having with the slave. It is a very strange
time that we all seem to be existing in these days. Please stay the course and
continue to return to the light of good health. As always, I remain your dutiful
daughter who yearns for your physical presence.
