THE TRIALS AND TRIBULATIONS OF TIM
Chapter 5
Selling, no, volunteering was the word they used to describe the
arrangement he and Professor Tighttwat had negotiated for Brad's services. His
son was going to be turned into his daughter; at least that's what the purpose
of the grant was. The good professor had assured Tim that nothing permanent
would be considered until after an assessment was made of the results of the
first phase. Tim had met the principal investigator, a body double for his
favorite porn star, who promised weekly reviews of her progress to be provided
in the privacy of her bedroom. She had also promised that Tim would have the
opportunity to personally interrogate her two graduate student assistants when
he thought it appropriate. His eyes crossed when he saw the nude photos of the
two babes. More importantly Tim would be reimbursed to the tune of 25 thousand
dollars for his son's services. Life was good again.
Nana had put up a little fuss when she found out that Tim had sold her
to Wilson. But it quickly blew over when Wilson generously offered her body to
Tim on a no fee basis, reserving compensation for other customers such as Mark
and Randi. Mark had managed to get a job in the local child porn industry and
was doing quite well. In fact he was dating a cute little thirteen year old
after work. Of course he also had to service her overweight thirty year old
mother who demanded full body tongue baths, hour-long sessions of pussy eating
and rimming, as well as plenty of fucking. As Mark's agent, Tim took half of the
boy's earnings and on occasion had the girl blow him. Life was very good again.
Randi had done well for Tim as well. The lad had proven to be a senior
citizen magnet and was booked for the next four months, which was as long as Tim
would make reservations for his services. Tim was clearing over a thousand a
week as Randi's agent as well as nailing the more attractive customers for his
son. He called it an in-depth interview to make sure that the lady in question
was qualified to ride the boy's pony. Life was beyond good these days.
Jill was due to get home in another week and he was kind of anxious to
begin bonding with her, or was it putting her into bondage? He never could get
those concepts straight in his mind. He imagined she would be quite surprised at
the changes that had occurred to her mom now that she belonged to Wilson. He
should have known that his neighbor would want his dear old mother-in-law to be
lean and mean like his other two live-in slaves.
To date Wilson had whittled about twenty pounds off of Nana's body,
reducing her to almost nothing but skin and bones, plus a pair of big but now
droopy tits. Last night Wilson had had him over for drinks and a little
entertainment. While Miko sucked Tim's cock, keeping him just on the verge of
cuming, Wilson had used one of his specially grown willow switches to turn Nana
into a barber pole.
Tim was really intrigued by Nana's cunt, which looked like a baboon's
ass, all red and swollen. Wilson described how he was packing her twat with a
poultice made from special herbs that increased the blood flow to her cunt and
made her horny as a toad. Fortunately both Yuko and her granddaughter had plenty
of time available to scratch Nana's itch with their strap-ons. All the while
Tim's mother-in-law rotated slowly from the rope that cut into her wrists. "By
the way Tim, the stone that's hanging from her ankles is a Ugandan fetish that
is supposed to ward off evil spirits." Wilson said, " Personally I'm a great
believer in using the lash as an exorcising tool." Wilson certainly could talk;
Tim had to give the devil his due.
"Welcome home babe. I'm sorry there's no one else here to say hello, but
they're all busy in their new jobs and I sold Nana to Wilson." Tim said as he
escorted Jill into the house. "Jobs? The boys have jobs? .... Did you say that
my mother is now Wilson's slave, like those other two women he has over there? "
Jill sputtered after the shock of what she had heard wore off. Tim grunted and
scratched his head like he usually did when Jill got him confused. " Didn't I
mention that to you during a couple of my visits?" Tim responded.
"Not really Tim. You did say that Randi was doing some social service
work for senior citizens and that Mark finally had discovered girls. I even
remember you mentioning that Brad was helping out at my old school. I'm so proud
of him. All you ever said about mom was that she was seeing quite a lot of
Wilson. God! This is so confusing." Jill exclaimed, wincing as her outburst
caused some pain in her new boobs, another surprise from her solicitous husband.
It would have been more pleasant if she had had some warning of the impending
surgery.
One morning the nurse had given her an injection that made her quickly
pass out, and that afternoon she woke up in her bed with a set of 42DD tits and
a murderous headache which was followed by two days of steady pain from her
swollen, silicone loaded breasts, now twice filled inside of a year. She
remembered being cautioned to be very careful about what she subjected her new
knockers to in the next couple of months. She also remembered the frown that
crossed Tim's face when he heard that.
It turned out he had gotten a good deal from the doctor who did the tit
job in return for Jill's sexual services commencing once she was out of the
hospital. He did renegotiate the deal, but Jill's ass was going to belong to the
good doctor for a lot longer than had been previously negotiated. Still Tim was
optimistic that she would be able to handle the extra work provided she cut back
on her sleep for a few months.
"Just exactly what are the boys doing at these jobs they have?" Jill
asked. When she heard about Randi becoming a gigolo for older women, she nearly
fainted. How could Tim be so insensitive as to subject her son to such
experiences? Even though Tim assured her that this new work had done wonders for
Randi's self assurance, as if he needed any further assurance, Jill fretted.
However when she found out that Mark, her baby, her favorite, her little love
bug, was working in the child porn business, and worse still was dating a
thirteen year-old, she threw a fit and almost wet her panties. Of course Jill
didn't have panties on, so that was just a figure of speech.
This proved to be nothing compared to the way she reacted when Tim
dropped the bomb about Brad. At first when she heard Tim refer to her studly son
as Brenda, she thought either he or she was loosing their minds! As Tim faltered
and stuttered and bobbed and weaved like a drunken prize fighter, the full
implications of what was happening to Brad, or Brenda, began to sink into her
consciousness. At that point Jill fainted dead away.
To his horror Jill fell face forward and landed on her new tits with a
sickening squishing sound as the silicone met the floor. This was followed in
the briefest of interludes by her face kissing the hardwood, loosening a few of
her front teeth in the process. " I don't fucking believe it! The stupid cunt
isn't through the fucking door for less than a few fucking minutes and she's
already fucked her fucking tits up. Fuck it! Let the bitch lay there. I'm going
next door and beat the shit out her stupid mother for having a dumb bitch like
Jill. Nana is going to pay dearly for this fuck up!" Tim yelled.
Jill set some kind of hospital record for the fastest relapse and
readmission; this, along with being admitted with her badly beaten and mutilated
mother allowed Wilson and Tim to negotiate an arrangement that let the two women
share the same room, significantly reducing that expense. Tim also made enough
noise and invoked his most favored customer status to cause the hospital to
share the cost of the operation that was required to restore Jill's new tits. Of
course some compromises had to be made.
Jill was conscious during most of the procedure in order to save on the
anesthesiologist. She did pass out on her own during some parts of the operation
such as when they opened her tits to drain and replace the silicone from them,
repacking them with fresh bags of fluid, and then again while they were sewing
them back up again. The entire two-hour operation was taped as a bondage and
torture video with Jill as the star. She was kept completely nude and tightly
bound during the entire time. To spice it up a bit more, a number of the interns
took turns fucking her ultra sensitive cunt until she was bleeding like a stuck
pig. It was a pale and very shaky Jill Taylor who was wheeled back to the room
she was to share with her mother for the next week.
While her daughter had been cut open and then sewn shut, Nana was merely
sewn up in about a dozen places. Like Jill, she was denied any painkillers while
her body was repaired. She had to be strapped down during the time it took to
reattach one of her nipples, sew part of her cunt lips back together and repair
the tear in the flesh between her asshole and cunt. To save money they had
stapled the huge gashes that ran from her armpits down along her rib cage.
Resident interns, without any supervision, had applied splints to her broken
toes and thumbs, since all of the doctors had attended Jill's surgery as
observers. On balance Nana had come through her ordeal in pretty good shape and
so she was given the task of caring for Jill in order to save on the cost of a
nurse. Even with all these cost saving measures, Tim would have to come up with
another five thousand in order to ransom his wife from the hospital. He was not
a very happy camper.
A trip to the university to check on the progress of his son as well as
see if he could get some student-aide pussy was in order. The two babes
assisting on the project that was using Brad were only too happy to bring him up
to date while they took turns grooming and taking rides on his pony. Afterwards
the professor, her name was Honeypussy, took Tim into the lab to show him what
was happening to his "demi-daughter", which is the way she described the former
boy known as Brad.
Tim was speechless and struggling to grasp what he was seeing. There was
this big blonde chick strapped down to the padded table. She had a pretty
impressive set of jugs with long stiff nipples. A bunch of wires were taped to
her tits and those hard nipples. A metal hemisphere covered her pubes. It had
tubes running in and out as well as a bundle of wires that ran from it to the
computer mounted in the rack by the table. " Where's Brad?" Tim said in a shaky
voice, part of him realizing that the big blonde babe had something to do with
Brad. " We call it Brenda," the professor replied, pointing to the blonde. "
Holy shit! " Tim exclaimed.
Professor Honeypussy smiled and said in a sexy voice that stiffened
Tim's well worn tool, "As the old saying goes, you haven't seen nothing yet."
Then she giggled girlishly causing Tim's equipment to bulge even further, and
said, " I think I made a little joke. Oh my god, did I say little? I think I
just made another joke as well." Then she and her aides laughed uncontrollably
while Tim stood there with his hard cock and blank face, wondering what was so
funny.
Tim couldn't resist hefting, then squeezing the big tits that grew from
what used to be his son. "Shit, these are fabulous! They feel just like the real
thing! " the Tool Man said in a hushed voice. "That's because they are." replied
the professor. "Come on, stop kidding me. If it was this easy to grown great
tits on a guy, well at least he used to be a guy, why hasn't someone started
growing them on women, where it really counts?" Honeypussy laughed and
explained.
"We are using a genetically modified estrogen to stimulate the
development of "Brenda's" breasts. The estrogen will only work if it combines
with an anti-testosterone molecule. We used that molecule to significantly
reduce his male sexual characteristics such as body hair, muscle mass and most
importantly the size of his sex organs. It is physically impossible for that
molecule to exist in a female's system long enough for the estrogen to combine
and begin the growth cycle. In Brenda's case we can not only induce breast
growth, we can determine final size by varying the amount of anti-tettosterone
we use prior to the injection of the estrogen. When the process is finished
Brenda will be the proud possessor of a set of 40DDs."
"Oh my good god, but what about its sex organs?" Tim asked in a quiet,
almost reverential tone. Professor Honeypussy's face changed, becoming harder,
her eyes narrowing and lips pressing tightly together. We now have the power to
totally eliminate these vestigial manifestations of maleness. Voila!" she
exclaimed. As she spoke, one of the assistants raised the metal cup from
Brad-Brenda's pubis. Tim's face grew ashen and he had trouble breathing at the
sight of what was left of his son's sex organs. Its balls were completely gone
and the cock couldn't have been more than half an inch in length. Tim fainted
dead away.
"Where did they go? Where did they go?" Tim asked when he recovered his
senses. Honeypussy smiled and patted his face almost maternally." Once his
testicles shrank to about one fourth their original size, we used electric shock
to cause them to ascend into his abdomen. By doing this repeatedly we were
finally able to keep them permanently lodged there. As for the erectile tissue,
it is relatively easy to significantly reduce its mass in much the same way as
extreme cold or shock does. The trick is to cause the stimulus to be constant. A
variation of the drug therapy used to induce breast growth has proven to be
quite successful when combined with microwave stimulation of the penis and its
surrounding blood supply system. We now are on the verge of being able to
totally transform the test subject into a very reasonable facsimile of a woman."
Tim groaned and shut his eyes tightly, as if trying to awaken himself
from a very bad dream. Brad was not very bright, in fact he was quite stupid,
but he was well meaning in his stupidity, not like Randi who had a cruel streak
that sometimes bothered Tim. Tim had really never thought that the researchers
would even come close to succeeding with this wild-ass scheme. Well, they had,
big time! Now what was he, the Tool Man, to do? He opened his eyes and stared
into Honeypussy's face, realizing from her look that all was lost.
Tim heaved a big sigh and said quietly. "I guess what you've done can't
be reversed." Honeypussy smiled and nodded her head. "You'll love your new
daughter once our visiting professor from Denmark performs reconstructive
surgery on Brenda to give her a proper set of internal and external sex organs.
That should occur within the month. I know you will want to be there when she
comes out of the operating room." Tim nodded his head dumbly, his mind racing
with conflicting thoughts that caused him to get a very bad headache. It took
the combined efforts of Honeypussy and her two aides to restore Tim to something
resembling his normal self.
(To be continued)
