It was still early in the morning when Slave K woke up in his small cage. He tried to resist the throbbing feeling of his groin against the chastity belt. He saw the usual surroundings; a carpet, a desk with a computer, several cupboards and a bared window. He lived at a mistress house which occupies several slaves; most of them caged. K was a male slave. He was kidnapped and forced to serve multiple mistresses. He was in mid twenties, tall, black hair and blue eyes.

 

“Thank god, no mistresses are looking.”

 

But as soon he was relieved he heard a noise. He pretended he was sleeping; it was the only way to avoid a confrontation in the morning.

 

A tall, slender brunette entered the room. She wore a transparent light blue latex suit which covered her whole body; except her mouth, nostrils, ears, nipples, vagina and anus.

 

The mistress took a closer look at her slave. When she inspected his private parts, she was disappointed. Despite all his training, he had still morning wood.

 

“It’s always the same with you, slave K!” she said. He realized the plan has failed.

 

“I hope she won’t be hard on me. My bladder still hurts.” K thought.

 

The mistress sat in her chair and was thinking about punishing him. She was looking at the cage. It was custom made. It had the usual iron bars. There were restraints which made him impossible to move. At the front, his head was outside the cage. The back was something special. The mistresses came up with the idea of making his anus and balls easy to play with. The balls could be in a humble which could be raised or lowered. The anus could accommodate a buttplug.

 

The mistress walked out of the room. K made a sigh.

 

“Maybe I won’t be punished after all”.

 

But his wishful thinking was in vain. Three mistresses walked into the room. K recognised mistresses Blue, White and Brown. The colour of their transparent latex suits betrayed who they were. The slave was trembling.

 

“This can’t be good!” he thought. His heart was pounding and his breathing was loud.

 

Mistress White was standing in front of him. K was looking at her full breasts which he adored. He noticed her nipples were soft. He looked into her green eyes.

 

“Mistress Blue has told us what happened. Your punishment will be a strap on party!”

 

The caged slave said nothing. He knew if he resisted his punishment could be worse.  Mistress Brown unlocked the cage and his restraints. K slowly came out of it. Despite being locked every night in his cage, K couldn’t get used to it. The mistress dragged him onto the carpet.

 

“Face the wall and present yourself!” Mistress White shouted. Slowly, K sat on his knees and arms.

 

“Play with your pussy!”

 

K started rubbing his anus. Then he put his finger in it. After masturbating a while he looks at his finger. It was brown, warm and it stank. He sucked it until it was clean. The mistresses always love this scene, K knew.

 

“Continue to play!” Mistress Brown said. He heard the mistresses were preparing while he played.

 

Mistress Blue stood in front of him. Her small breasts were hardly noticeable. And yet it reminded him of adolescent girls.

 

“Suck it!”

 

K swallowed before he started. He noticed the strap on was huge as always. Reluctantly, he licked the strap on. After a while he gave her a blowjob. He never liked deep throating. But Mistress Blue grabbed his head and forced him to deep throat her. Instantly, his head became red. K felt the long strap on sliding in and out of his throat. He tried to resist the gagging. The mistress changed the pace. The slave couldn’t resist anymore; he puked.

 

“Good boy!” the mistress said.

 

K felt ill. He tried to cough and to catch his breath but the mistress continued the same pace. One of the other mistresses started to fuck him. He felt she didn’t put lubricant on it. It must be Mistress Brown he realized. He had to continue sucking mistress Blue’s strap on. After puking several times; K felt there was no puke left. Blue smiled at the other mistresses. This was she loved; training him to give a no puke deep throat. She increased the pace even more. Mistress Brown increased her pace as well. Her strap on became brown. It was easier to slide it in, his shit became the lubricant.

 

Mistress White was sitting. She was masturbating; enjoying the scene. Sometimes, she used a small vibrator instead of her hands. Often she stimulated her anus. Her moans could be heard by K or the other mistresses. She made her fingers wet and rubbed her gorgeous nipples hard.

 

Mistresses Blue and Brown changed position. Mistress Blue was now fucking him. And K had to deep throat Brown’s shitty strap on. He smelled it; it revolted him. Mistress Brown made him to lick her strap on clean. The other mistress stopped fucking him and went to Mistress White to fuck her. K saw the lesbian scene. His penis was throbbing against the chastity belt. Mistress Brown removed it. K watched the two mistresses. The lesbians were licking their nipples. Noises came when they started to masturbate. K fought the urge to masturbate. He knew he would get punished again. Without touching his private parts, his penis became erect. Mistress Brown used shoelace to bind his penis. K felt it was too tight. Mistress Brown left him. Fear struck him.

 

“What’s going to happen?” He tried to think. His throat was sore and irritated. He shouldn’t have looked at the lesbians. Undoubtedly he will get punished for having a hardon. The mistress returned. He saw some kind of pump instrument with a catheter attached to it.

 

“Oh no!” He muttered.

 

“Shut up! It’s time again for your bladder expansion training.” She said while checking the water reservoir of the machine.

 

“I don’t want to do this” K protested.

 

“Fuck you! I’m going to expand it more than normal.” She said. She sat in front of the computer. It displayed numbers between 0.5 and 1.5litres. A normal expansion rate is 5 millilitres, she knew.

 

“I’m going to expand it with 50 millilitres.” she said to the slave.

 

“Make the catheter wet. Do it or I’ll insert it without lubricant.” Mistress Brown said. K remained silent.

 

“Have it your way.”

 

Then she inserted the catheter into his stiff penis. When his piss was coming through the catheter; she activated the machine. K saw the Turbo light. Water pumped into his bladder. After a while his bladder was full. Then, it was expanding even more. It was pressing against his prostate and rectum. The slave wanted to pee but the machine prevented it. He was breathing hard.

 

Mistress Brown deactivated the water pumping but configured the machine to keep pressure on the bladder.

 

“I’ve set the timer for 5 minutes. That way your bladder will get accustom to its new size.”

 

The other lesbians finished their lovemaking and saw what happened. Mistress Blue asked: “How much?”

Brown replied: “1.55litres, 50 more than last time. We should do something about his erections.” Mistress White spoke: “We should see the doctor.” Mistress Blue and Brown nodded; it was decided.

 

The timer made a sound. One of the mistresses removed the equipment. The catheter was placed into a bottle. Slowly, pee came into it. They waited for the last drops before giving him the bottle. He drank it. Mistress White stood in front of him and showed him her hard nipples.

 

“You can’t have these tonight.” She said while playing with them. Another lesbian moved closer to her; she closed her eyes and sucked her nipples.

 

The slave stopped drinking and begged:  “Please, let me suck them! Let me suck it!”

 

“You’re the really the worst slave we have here in this house!” Mistress Blue said. “Go back to your cage!” Together, the lesbians restraint him in his cage. His balls were put into the humbler. One the mistresses lowered his balls. K was breathing nervously.

 

“I want it lower! I’ve guys who can handle even lower balls.”

 

Mistress White adjusted the humbler. His balls were getting purple and were shining. One of the mistresses slapped it. K jerked for a moment but it caused more pain. He wanted to cry but he didn’t want to show them he was a sissy boy.

 

Mistress Blue masturbated him anally and said: “Milk time!” Mistress White left the room.

 

“Lick my fingers clean, boy.” Blue said. She put her finger as deep as she could in his throat.

 

Mistress White returned with a bucket of ice cubes and a small glass.

 

“I don’t want him to enjoy the milking. I have this to cool off his balls.” She said.

 

“That’s a good idea.” mistress Brown said.

 

K smelled his sperm. They didn’t stop. He had to suck and lick their fingers further. When his sperm smelled sour they forced him to drink it. His bound penis was still erect. One of the lesbians removed it and soon it was flaccid. She put the chastity belt back on.

 

“You haven’t been a good boy. Tomorrow we’ll visit the doctor.” Mistress Blue said. They left the room. K wanted to sleep but his balls were aching.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

K woke up, trying to get his bearings. He looked around. He didn’t know where he was. Obviously the food from yesterday contained a sleeping aid. Perhaps that’s why I don’t remember the trip, the slave realized.

 

“Good morning,” Mistress Blue greeted him. Next to her stood another female. She was tall; she wore an unmistakable doctor’s coat. The shape of her breasts could still be seen. She had long blond wavy hair. Her full red lips accentuated her small pale face.

 

“I’m doctor Laferme. I’m an urologist. The sisterhood of Mistresses hired me. ”

 

“Christ! The mistresses are one hell of a society,” K thought angry.

 

Mistress Blue unlocked the cage so K could be examined.

 

“Get on the table,” the doctor commanded.

 

K obeyed.

 

Laferme sat in front her office desk. On her right side lay K. Mistress Blue sat on a chair in front of the desk.

 

“Sonia, it’s good to see you again,” The doctor said. K realized his mistress’ real name was Sonia.

 

“Likewise, Doctor.” Sonia said.

 

“What’s the patient’s name?” the doctor asked, ignoring K.

 

“K is his name.” Mistress Blue answered.

 

“How come he’s been given such stupid name?”

 

“Well, when we had just kidnapped him, we assaulted him. He was groaning and his balls were red from the punching. It was obvious he wanted to say “stop” but instead the only thing he could mutter was “K”. We thought it was funny to call him K.

 

“I see. What’s his problem?”

 

“Doctor, despite the chastity belt-“

 

“How long has he been chaste?” The doctor interrupted.

 

“At least a year. The problem is that he still gets a morning wood. He also gets a hard on from looking at the Mistresses playing. We tried to milk him at least once a month and every time we applied ice cubes around his balls, so he wouldn’t enjoy the drawn out feeling. Once, we tried to milk him a lot, but still, once in a while, he would get a hard on. We don’t know what to do; you’re our last hope.” Blue desperately said.

 

“Ok, I’ll examine the patient,” Laferme said. She look at the slave, he was in fine health.

 

“Lie on your back and spread your legs.”

 

K obeyed.

 

“What is this?” the doctor asked Blue.

 

“It’s a buttplug; we want dilate his anus. It’s easier to fuck him with a strap on. We also wanted to him give him the permanent feeling of childbirth.”

 

“How much is the dilatation?”

 

“About 5centimeters.”

 

“Make sure the dilatation isn’t more than 7centimeters - chances are the sphincter will get ruptured. It would be tough to repair it.”

 

Sonia ignored that last comment.

 

“Our problem - can you solve it?” Sonia demanded.

 

Laferme applied her white gloves. She removed the buttplug. She put her finger into his rectum and felt his prostate. K instantly jerked. She withdrew her fingers, removed her gloves and again sat on her chair, facing Blue.

 

“He has a sensitive prostate. That’s the problem,” the doctor said.

 

“What can you do about it?”

 

“There are several options. We could simply remove the prostate, which is the cheapest solution. But he won’t be able to pee normally. Another solution is to replace the prostate with an electronic device. He won’t be able to pee normally, though. There are several models available.”

 

“I’m interested in the electronic device; what does it do exactly?” Mistress Blue asked.

 

“All the models are attached to the prostate nerves. When for example you want to punish him, simply use the remote control and the patient will endure pain.”

 

“Interesting. What are the other models?” Sonia asked enthusiastically.

 

“The other model is more advanced. When the remote control is out of reach, the Prostate Replacement Unit will automatically go into pain mode. Don’t forget to replace the batteries when they’re dead; the PRU will think it’s out of reach. There’s a power level indicator on the remote control - when it’s low, just replace the batteries.”

 

“Does the replacement thing need batteries?” Blue inquired.

 

“No, a body is constantly moving. The Prostate Replacement Unit automatically converts the movements into electricity. Besides, it doesn’t need a lot of energy to send an energy pulse to the nerves. Also, like the basic model, it has a punish button. Just make sure the remote control is never damaged. He won’t be able to have a hard on forever. I would recommend not removing his balls for decorative reasons.”

 

K couldn’t believe his ears. He sat up and said, “Christ! God damn you! You’re going to torture me! I’m out of here. Fuck you all!” Panicky, he stood up, he look around in which direction he wanted to run. But he was cornered by the doctor and Blue. He gave Laferme a punch into her stomach. Blue held his arms. When the doctor got her bearings, she went to a cupboard and she hastily prepared a needle. K couldn’t escape the muscular arms of Blue.

 

“Now, I understand why you brought him to me!” the doctor said while injecting Haldol into his arms. Soon, the breathing of K slowed. He closed his eyes; he was unconscious.

 

“Sorry about that. Sometimes he pisses me off like that. I want the more advanced PRU model.” Sonia said.

 

“I’ll operate on him right away; he obviously needs emergency surgery. He’ll have to spend the night here,” The doctor said.

 

“Ok. Thank you for operating on him. I’ll come tomorrow to pick him up. Don’t forget to lock him into his cage,” Blue said. They shook hands and the doctor showed her the way out.

 

K slowly woke up but was unable to see. He realized he must be blind folded.

 

“What happened?” He wondered.

 

Then he remembered what they wanted to do with him. He jerked. Immediately his balls ached.

 

“My balls must be in a humbler,” he thought.

 

“Good morning, sunshine!”

 

K immediately recognised the voice of the doctor.

 

“The operation was a success! Your prostate has been removed and you won’t be able to have an erection anymore!”

 

The doctor laughed at him.

 

“You god damn, whore! Can’t you bitch someone else!” K protested.

 

Laferme pressed the pain button of the remote control. Despite being thoroughly locked into his cage, he jerked for a while. The jerking stopped. His head was resting on a metal bar of the cage. 

 

“I must have set the pain level too high,” The doctor thought.

 

She punched his balls very hard, he didn’t jerk at all. At least, he wasn’t faking it.

 

After five minutes or so, the K became conscious.

 

“Don’t ever say that to me again!” The doctor shouted at him.

 

“This morning I received instructions about your training. Let’s get started.”

 

The doctor quickly inserted a catheter into his penis. K groaned.

 

“Be quiet or I’ll press the pain button again.”

 

Closing his eyes, K endured the pain. After a while, K felt the catheter was fully inserted. Laferme activated the pump machine.

 

“How does it feel?” The doctor asked.

 

“It feels cold. It feels thick, too.” K responded, hoping he wouldn’t get another pain shock.

 

“Your bladder will be expanded to 1.6litres.”

 

K felt uneasy. He couldn’t see and the inserted water felt strange. After ten minutes, Laferme removed the equipment. She placed the catheter into a bottle. It took a very long time until all of the liquid left his body. She removed the catheter.

 

“Be a good boy and open your mouth,” the doctor demanded.

 

K obeyed. Laferme connected a tube to the bottle. The other end of the tube went into his mouth.

 

“What gets in your mouth, you swallow, just like you usually do.”

 

K wondered what he had to swallow. The cold liquid came into his mouth. He swallowed. He immediately recognised it was sperm and most likely not his own. He coughed and choked. The doctor intervened. She pushed the tube deeper in his throat.

 

“He won’t able to taste the sperm but at least it’s inside his body. It’s his dinner for today.” The doctor thought.

 

When she was done force feeding him, she removed the tube. She saw his red face; some sperm covered his face. He was catching his breath when the doctor laughed at him. She undressed and showed him her nipples.

 

“You won’t be able to have a hard on anymore, you pathetic fool!” She said.

 

She caressed her nipples in front of him. K wanted sex but was unable to have a hard on. She got dressed again and sat on her chair. The doctor updated the results of his training.

 

The doorbell rang. Another woman was let into the room. K recognised her; it was Mistress Pink, his favourite mistress.

 

Her sweet voice said: “I’m here to pick him up.”  K felt relieved, no more of this devilish doctor.

 

“He has been a bad boy,” The doctor said.

 

“Here is the instruction manual of the remote control. Please carefully read it.” The doctor added.

 

“Thank you for taking care of our problem.” Mistress Pink said.

 

The doctor helped Mistress Pink to get K into the van. They shook hands and said goodbye.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mistress Pink opened the door of his room. K entered the dark room. When Pink shut the door, she lit the room. The slave saw mistress’ Blue and Brown. He wanted to escape but Pink activated the electronic lock.

 

“You won’t escape.” Blue said with a grin.

 

“So, your prostate has been removed.” Blue continued.

 

K wasn’t in the mood to be reminded of that. He got up.

 

“Sit and stay put! Like a good boy! And don’t touch your dick!” She demanded.

 

K sat on his arms and knees.

 

“Good boy! Here is your reward.”

 

Blue gave him a blue pill.

 

“Swallow,” she said softly.

 

The slave obeyed.

 

“Present your ass,” Mistress Brown demanded.

 

K started to touch his ass. Penetration followed soon.

 

“That’s it. Keep playing unless you’ve been told otherwise,” Brown said.

 

Blue stood in front of him and started to play with her pussy and ass.

 

“Continue playing, K,” she reminded him.

 

She slowly started to moan. The other girls also started to play.

 

“Here’s another reward,” Blue said.

 

K swallowed his reward. He continued to play with his asshole.

 

“Don’t forget to clean your fingers regularly,” Pink said gently.

 

The lesbians started to pinch each others nipples. Soon, they were licking them. They started to kiss each other. They looked at K; he was still playing and his penis was still flaccid. Blue rewarded him with another pill.

 

Suddenly, Brown went to the cupboard and took out a penis pump. When she returned, she inserted his penis into it. K continued playing, as he had been told. Brown used the handle to pump out the air. After five minutes, K’s penis became surprisingly erect.

 

“Stop!” Brown yelled at the other lesbians who were kissing.

 

They saw his stiff penis.

“God damn it! He has his prostate removed and he can still get a hard on!” Blue said harshly.

 

“At least there won’t be any precum or sperm coming out.” Pink said calmly.

 

“I’ve got an idea!” Brown said loudly.

 

“Let’s bound his cock with shoelaces. He won’t able to cum because of his operation. We can use him as our fuck buddy, he can last very long if the shoelaces are very tight.”

 

The other mistresses looked at each other.

 

“That isn’t a bad idea. We could try.” Mistress Pink said.

 

“Here boy! Another treat,” Blue said.

 

K swallowed. They bound his penis very tightly. Pink sat in doggy position, rubbing her clit. The slave immediately wanted to fuck. He wanted to fuck so badly…

 

“You can stop playing, K. Start fucking.” Blue said. The slave was eager to obey. He moaned when he penetrated her.

 

“Come on, boy! Faster. You have to satisfy her. I don’t hear her cumming,” Brown said.

 

The slave did his best. It had been a long while since he had a real orgasm. Despite the fact he was always a one minute man, he wasn’t able to achieve orgasm. Evidently, without a prostate it was impossible.

 

“Pound her harder!” Brown encouraged K.

 

“Good. Stop for a moment. Here’s another treat,” Blue said.

 

Pink stepped away from him and Brown replaced her.

 

Brown looked at his penis.

 

“Not one drop! Very good!” she praised him.

 

“K, now fuck me. As hard as you can. Pound me!” Brown said enthusiastically.

 

The slaved pounded her as quickly as possible. He wanted to orgasm so badly but was unable to.

 

“Fuck me harder!” Brown demanded.

 

K tried to obey but he was getting tired.

 

“That’s good,” the mistress told him. When he slowed down, she got up. K was still puffing but still his penis was erect.

 

“I don’t like the fucking. Lesbian lovemaking is still the best,” Brown said to Pink.

“I agree. What should we do?” Pink replied.

 

“Maybe we should consult Doctor Laferme again,” Brown suggested.

 

They nodded. They all agreed. They locked K into his cage, adjusting the humbler.

 

The next morning, K woke up. He saw the devilish doctor and mistress Blue.

 

“So, I’ve heard you had an erection after all,” The doctor said.

 

K wanted to say something but Blue interrupted.

 

“What can we do doctor?”

 

The doctor looked at the slave, wondering about alternatives.

 

“Maybe hormone replacement therapy would help,” The doctor said quietly.

 

“What’s that?” Blue asked her dominantly.

 

“We simply replace male hormones with female hormones. It would take six months. His breasts and nipples should start developing. His fat should get redistributed. His muscles will change. Facial hair will disappear. His dick and balls will start shrinking. His voice will get higher pitched. After that, we could transform him into a woman. I would recommend giving him estrogens, progestogens, anti-androgens. Since he’s quite manly, I’ll give him a higher dosage.

 

“This is outrageous! I don’t want to be a w-“

 

Blue pressed the pain button of the Prostate Replacement Unit remote control. His body trembled. Saliva came out his mouth. He didn’t wink his eyes. His breathing was irregular. She shocked him again with the same pain setting. K’s body just trembled once. His head rested on a metal bar. 

 

“Sounds good doctor! What do I need to sign?” Blue said enthusiast.

 

“You don’t have to sign anything. He has to. In fact, he has to sign twice. Once for the hormone replacement therapy and once for the actual operation.” Laferme explained.

 

The doctor gave Blue the document. The mistress was disappointed. She knew it was impossible; she couldn’t convince K to sign it. She could torture him but he has a strong will.

 

“Could you mind step out of this room, Doctor? I want to discus this with K,” Blue said.

 

“Not at all.” She said while leaving the room.

 

Blue looked at the document, wondering again how she’s going to convince him.

 

“Sex? No, he can’t have an orgasm. So, that’s not an option. Blowjob? Same problem.” She thought.

 

She looked at K. Then a thought came to her. She went to the desk, using the computer to scan the document. She went to the cupboard, looking at K’s personal things, took his identity card. Blue used the computer again to scan it. Then she used an image manipulation program to combine the scanned pictures. She pressed “print” in the program and soon a new document appeared. It looked very similar to the original but it contained the signatures of K. Blue grinned. She looked at K and saw he was waking up.

 

“Just in time,” she thought. K felt a horrible headache. Blue opened the door and the doctor entered once more. Laferme looked at K briefly.

 

“Here’s the signed document.” Blue said enthusiastically.

 

“I’m quite surprised he has signed it. He doesn’t seem to be the type,” the doctor replied.

 

“I haven’t s-“

 

Blue shocked him again.

 

“Is everything all right then, doctor?” The mistress asked.

 

“Yes.” She answered.

 

She looked at K, not entirely convinced he actually signed the document.

 

“But signatures don’t lie.” She thought.

 

“Doctor, when will he be ready for the operation?” The mistress distracted her.

 

“After six months or so. It depends on the person. Usually when he wants to pee sitting instead of standing, it’s a tell-tale sign.” The doctor explained.

 

“He’ll have to be injected several times a day. No more than 25 milligrams of each hormone. I’ll give you prescriptions and needles. If there are any problems, call me,” She continued.

 

“Many thanks,” Blue said.

 

After she received the needles and hormones, they both left the room. At the front door, they said goodbye.

 

K was alone his room. He thought about the hormone replacement therapy. The slave still couldn’t believe it. He started to cry.

 

“I don’t want to be a woman,” he reflected.

 

He started to cry louder. His tears ran off his face. He couldn’t breathe normally. Suddenly, he heard footsteps. He tried to stop crying. His body had spasms.

 

A mistress entered the room. K didn’t dare to look at her.

 

“Oh K, what’s the matter?” Mistress Pink asked gently.

 

“Hormone replacement therapy, operation” He muttered. It was all he could say.

 

He continued his sobbing.

 

“Oh, you poor boy.”

 

She caressed his head. Then she unlocked the humbler, making him more comfortable. She pitied him. She pressed her breasts against his head. The slave felt the warmth of her body. Instinctually he searched for her nipples. The mistress took off her transparent suit. K was happy. No longer had he smelled latex but the natural odor of a woman. He looked at her breasts. Pink automatically put a nipple into his mouth. K closed his eyes and quietly started to suck it.

 

“It’s going to be all right.” The mistress comforted him.

 

“But I-“

 

“Shhh… Don’t worry about it. Do it for me. The other mistresses don’t have to know how much I love you. I’ve always helped you.” She said to him.

 

K continued sucking her nipples. When he stopped, she put her breasts against his head once more.

 

“You’re going to be a good woman. I’ll help you, like I have done before. You have to trust me,” Mistress Pink said.

 

Slave K closed his eyes. He rested against her breasts and wished it was all a bad dream.

 

Three months later K’s breasts started to show. His arms and legs were almost hairless. His skin looked much softer. His hair looked shinier and almost wavy. His facial hair had stopped growing. He was still kept in his cage, although the humbler was modified for his tiny balls. His bladder expansion training continued and his bladder could hold an amazing two liters. His butt plug training also advanced nicely. At the moment the diameter of his butt plug is about ten centimeters.

 

K looked at the window; it was almost dark.

 

A familiar face entered the room; it was mistress Blue.

 

“So, K, in three months, you’ll be a female,” she said. K looked at her face.

 

“Drop dead,” he said. His voice sounded higher pitched than months ago.

 

“You’ll never learn. That’s why I love you.  You never give up despite what we do with you.”

 

She waited for him absorb her thoughts. It didn’t matter that much, she realized. The mistress sighed and then she pressed the pain button.

 

After a while K came to his senses.

 

Taunting, she caressed her nipples.

 

“How long has it been you were intimate with a woman?” She inquired softly.

 

K refused to answer.

 

“Wanna fuck a tranny?”

 

“Hell no!”

 

Again the mistress had to press the button.

 

“Useless slave,” she muttered.

 

Frustrated, she left and headed for the meeting room.

 

“Come on in, Blue. We’re waiting for you. Now we’re complete and the meeting can start” one of the mistresses said.

 

“It’s about K. Despite all his training and therapy, he still has a strong will. People, we need to invent a strong punishment for him. Something he’ll never forget” Mistress Blue said.

 

The other mistresses nodded in agreement. A moment of silence followed.

 

“Hell, right before this meeting I asked him to fuck a tranny. He didn’t wait long to refuse. Maybe we could work with that,” Blue said finally.

 

Mistress Brown wet her lips.

 

“Maybe we shouldn’t encourage him to have sexual feelings towards women. Why don’t we wear sloppy clothes?” the mistress said.

 

“Good idea. Don’t let the ideas stop, people.” Blue said.

 

Another moment of silence followed.

 

“Let him watch tranny movies. I mean beautiful movies. Not the ugly kind.” Mistress White suggested.

 

The girls continued chatting; more and more ideas were put forth. They talked for hours about how to execute their wishes. Late in the night a carefully constructed plan was put on paper.

 

The next day, mistress Blue entered the room. K was still sleeping.

 

She shocked him and all at once he was awake.

 

“Wanna fuck a tranny?” she asked. K saw her baggy clothes and looked at her strangely. This was not what he was accustomed to.

 

“Hell no,” was his reply.

 

“Come on, boy, you have to. We want you to fuck a tranny. What do you say?”

 

She game him a blue pill. He swallowed it but he didn’t answer her question. She snapped her fingers. Mistress’ White and Pink brought in a holographic television with an integrated cubic holodisk player. They put the TV in front of him. He couldn’t look around it, it was too big. The only thing he could do was to watch it. White and Pink left the room. Blue inserted a holocube.

 

“Enjoy the movies,” she said sarcastically.

 

“By the way,” she added “you’ll be given a blue pill every day and you’re only allowed to sleep four hours a day now.”

 

Blue laughed as she left the room. The holodisk was ready for use and it automatically activated itself. K closed his eyes. He already knew that the movies couldn’t be good. He struggled to keep his eyes shut. Once or a while he had to open his eyes to give them some rest. Then he saw a glimpse of the transsexual movies. After a few hours, he was getting tired. He had to keep his eyes open more often. Too bad he couldn’t switch off the sound. He heard women cumming, although they probably were trannies. He heard males fucking them. It was strange to hear women cum like men. During the next few days, he was forced to endure this torture. He was fed only once a day. K was eager for sleep. After five days, mistress Blue entered the room. She pushed the TV away and stood in front of him. The mistress wore the same baggy clothes.

 

“Wanna fuck a tranny?” she inquired.

 

After a few seconds K replied he didn’t want to.

 

“How come I didn’t doubt you would answer that way?”

 

She unlocked the cage. K slowly rose from his cage. His mistress dragged him into another room. The slave stood there adjusting to his new surroundings. He saw a table and a cupboard. The room had nothing else. The slave looked closer and saw that the table was homemade. There were handcuffs attached to each corner and there were two small holes in the centre. The table top was cut in half giving the impression that they could be separated. One section had one hole in it and one half hole. The other part of the table had just one half hole in it. Put together, the table top had two full holes in it. He couldn’t guess its purpose. Blue unscrewed the section with the half hole in it and slid it apart.

 

When she was finished she said firmly, “Get on the table, face down. Put your penis into the hole of the table. Your nuts should be pressing against the half hole.”

 

Still tired but relieved to be able to lie down, the slave reluctantly obeyed. The mistress locked his wrists and ankles in the cuffs. Then she screwed the other half of the table back on. Now he couldn’t escape as his tiny balls were firmly restrained. His body was pressing against the table. If he tried to move, his balls would obviously hurt.

 

Blue snapped her fingers and a woman entered the room. When she stood in front of him, he looked up to see her. She wore a blue silk negligee with knickers under it. Her breasts were small - only a handful but they seemed firm. She had full lips and her eyebrows were thin. Her hair was long and wavy. The slave opened his eyes wider to take a better look. He thought about sex.

 

“Wanna fuck her?” Blue asked.

 

“Hell yeah!” K answered.

 

“You’ll have to suck my cock.” The woman spoke up.

 

Her voice sounded feminine, almost girlish. She started to rub her knickers. K shook his head, he didn’t understand. The woman moaned softly. The slave saw a bulge in her knickers. The woman removed her underwear. Then he saw her cock. Unsettled, he tried to jerk, causing his balls to ache. The woman’s moans were getting louder and her penis was almost erect.

 

“Suck it, big boy!” She demanded.

 

“Fuck off, you freak!” K said.

 

“Suck my big cock, boy.” She calmly said.

 

She showed him her erect penis. K looked at it in disgust.

 

“Do what she says, K” said Blue.

 

“Or what? More movies?” he asked laughingly.

 

Blue’s face got red. She went to the cupboard; he couldn’t see what she took. When she returned he felt she was fondling his penis. After a while he felt his penis become erect.

 

“She must have been using a penis pump,” he realized.

 

After she was finished, he felt her put something around his cock. It felt more and more restrained. It was probably a rope of some kind. His erect penis also pressed against the hole in the table. It was very uncomfortable to move, even small movements were painful.

 

“Wanna suck her cock”? Blue demanded.

 

“Never! You whore! Get this freak away!”

 

A moment of silence followed.

 

“Ok, I’m going to pierce your balls unless you suck cock.”

 

The slave thought about it.

 

“Piercing will hurt a lot but at least I don’t have to suck her,” he thought.

 

“Go ahead, bitch.” He answered finally.

 

A sharp pain went through his tiny balls. K clenched his teeth, making sure he didn’t bite his tongue by accident. His face was red and swollen as he tried to resist the pain. The muscles on his neck were noticeable. He puffed hard when the short pain subsided.

 

Blue removed the needle and put the piercing into place. She only needed one piercing, his nuts were tiny enough.

 

“Wanna suck her cock?” The mistress asked.

 

K, still puffing and trying to get his bearings said, “No”.

 

Frustrated, Blue tried the last and ultimate idea. She put a sharp blade against his balls.

 

“If you don’t suck her cock, I’m going to cut off your balls. I kid you not. I really mean it!”

 

The slave swallowed. His face, still red, started to sweat. He blinked his eyes rapidly.

 

“My balls! I don’t want to lose them. God damn it! I don’t want to suck her either. My god, I don’t want to lose my balls.” He thought.

 

He needed all his strength to say a silent yes.

 

“What did I hear? Was that a yes? Can’t you speak louder, boy?” The mistress demanded.

 

Reluctantly, he again said yes, albeit stronger this time.

 

The woman, still rubbing her cock, was pleased. K opened his mouth and the tranny put her dick into his mouth. She moaned.

 

“Just pretend it’s a strap-on you’re sucking, K” Blue assisted him.

 

“You have to suck her harder and deeper. If you don’t do what I say, I’m going to cut, I mean it!” She added.

 

The slave obeyed, thinking about his nuts. The woman moaned louder and soon her load was in the slave’s mouth.

 

“Swallow her cum,” the mistress demanded.

 

She waited a moment but saw he didn’t intended to swallow. She closed his mouth violently. K swallowed automatically.

 

“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” Blue asked. The slave coughed, ignoring the mistress and the tranny.

 

Blue said to the tranny:”Pat, go suck his dick. It should be still hard.”

 

Without hesitation, Patricia obeyed her. She sucked his penis. At first softly, later on she sucked faster and harder.

 

“How does it feel being sucked by a tranny?” Blue asked.

 

K tried not to think about it but the mistress put her blade against his balls.

 

“It feels nice,” he lied.

 

The tranny continued to suck his cock. She looked at Blue.

 

“He doesn’t cum,” She unsurely said.

 

“He can’t cum,” Blue explained vaguely.

 

The slave tried to resist enjoying the blowjob. At the end, he just imagined it was a real woman sucking his cock. Tears came to his eyes. He wanted this to end. The tranny stopped and stood in front of him. She pressed her tits against him. The slave continued to sob. He felt the warmth of her breasts. He kept his eyes closed. Pat put her nipple into his mouth. K softly started to suck it. K still pretended it was a real woman. Slowly he became aware of the tranny. But he didn’t care. He continued sucking her nipple. His tears dried up. The tranny removed her nipple and again pressed her breasts against his head. The slave wished the moment would never end.

 

 

 

In the next three months K was forced to have sex with the tranny and also to perform oral sex. His female hormones made sure his disobedience subsided and his feminine side started to reveal itself. He got to know Patricia better. The tranny preferred “Pat” instead of “Patricia”. She explained to K that she was once captured just as he was and her original name was Patrick. He used to be an untidy fat man. The mistresses forced him to endure a long training to lose weight. They helped him to look better. More and more, Patrick realized that deep down he felt like he wanted to become a woman but without losing his male identity. It was the reason he was fat and unhappy. His desire increased when he too underwent the hormonal therapy. But in Pat’s case, it was voluntary. Still, Pat didn’t want to become a full woman. She still enjoyed her penis too much.

 

K, too, started to feel more feminine. His breasts looked nicer with each day. His legs felt oilier and less rough. The tranny changed his life. He identified with her. He, too, had this hidden desire to explore his feminine side further. He desired to be a woman. K looked in the mirror everyday, noticing the little changes. Tomorrow, it would be exactly six months from when he started the hormone training. He needed a good night’s rest before the operation. Pat visited him often at the clinic where he currently was.

 

K heard a knock on the door.

 

“Come on in, Pat,” He said.

 

“How did you know it was me?” the tranny said.

 

“Who else politely knocks on the door instead of barging in?” he said, laughing genuinely.

 

His voice, for sure, sounded more feminine.

 

“Tomorrow is a big day for you, K,” Patricia said.

 

“Yes, I know. I can’t wait to be a woman. But I’m scared too. What will happen next? I haven’t been a woman before,” K said unsurely.

 

“It will all be fine. I’ll be there to help you,” Pat said trying to comfort him.

 

“Thanks,” K said.

 

Patricia gave him a hug.

 

“Don’t worry, K,’ Patricia reiterated.

 

“Will you be there, after the operation?”

 

“Of course, I don’t want to lose sight of you,” Pat said firmly.

 

A doctor came in the room.

 

“I’m sorry. I’ll have to ask you to leave. Visiting hours are over.” The doctor said apologetically.

 

Patricia broke up the cuddle and said: “I’ll see you tomorrow after the operation.”

 

“Ok, bye Patricia! See you tomorrow,” K said, trying to hold in his tears.

 

Slowly, Pat left room.

 

“Are you sure you want the sex reassignment surgery?” The doctor inquired.

 

“Yes, I feel ready for it,” K said convincingly.

 

A moment of silence passed.

 

“Who’s going to operate on me?” the patient asked.

 

“I think you know her. It’s Doctor Laferme.”

 

K involuntarily thought of Laferme. A shiver went across his body. But still in his mind he wanted to be woman.

 

The doctor, noticing the patients’ discomfort, said: “She’s a fine doctor and I’m quite sure she’ll do her job adequately.”

 

“An anesthetic nurse will join us soon and you’ll feel sleepy in a little while. When you wake up, don’t be surprise if you find bandages. Don’t remove them nor remove any tubes. It has to heal.”

 

“Ok,” Said K bravely.

 

The nurse entered the room. She introduced herself and she carefully explained the procedure to him.

 

“Let me know when you’re ready.” She said with her needle in her hand.

 

“I’m ready,” K said firmly.

 

The nurse slowly injected the sedative.

 

“Can you count to ten?” The nurse asked.

 

But the patient was already sleeping.

 

K dreamed of being in front of a mirror, looking at her vagina for the first time. She wondered about its texture. Will it feel rough or soft? Can it provide pleasure? How deep is it? What does a female orgasm feel like? At last, she dreamed about the mistresses and their lesbian adventures. K didn’t want the dream to end. But alas, she woke up in her bed. She slowly opened her eyes and saw blurry images.

 

“How do you feel?” a familiar voice said.

 

K tried to clear her vision and saw Patricia and Blue.

 

K proudly said: “I feel like a woman!” with a grin on her face.

 

“I don’t want to disturb the moment but I need to talk to the doctor. I’m sure you two can get along without me,” Blue said.

 

K and Pat agreed. The mistress left the room to search for Doctor Laferme.

 

“There you are, Doctor!” Blue yelled.

 

“The operation was a success. Can we talk in private?” Laferme asked.

 

“I was hoping for that.” The mistress said pleasantly.

 

They went into an empty room.

 

“So, tell me more details Doctor, please.”

 

“Well, we removed his prostate replacement unit. My team inserted a new experimental artificial vagina, capable of simulating all sorts or cramps, including heavy cramps, bleeding and vaginal discharge. It can also simulate irregular periods and the intensity of the bleedings. I took the liberty of inserting state of the art anal control. This allows for holding the faecies much longer. For the rest, it has same capabilities as the artificial vagina. I believe it will become a fashion among transwomen.” Laferme elaborated.

 

“Excellent, doctor.” Blue said appraisingly.

 

The doctor gave her the remote control for K’s implants. They said goodbye to each other and left. Blue returned to K’s room.

 

“I just talked to Doctor Laferme and she gave me this.”

 

She showed them the remote control.

 

“What is it?” K asked.

 

Blue explained about the remote control.

 

“So, in fact, it simulates the vagina.” K observed.

 

“Yes but it also has settings for anal control.”

 

The conversation continued. K talked about her feelings and desires. Pat and K talked most of the time. Blue left the clinic when she was tired but Pat remained. For the next few days, K remained in the clinic. After that she was discharged. Blue and Patricia were picking her up. The doctor entered the room to give K her final instructions.

 

“Don’t forget to use the prosthesis for several weeks.  After that, you can have intercourse. If it gets itchy, use an ointment.”

 

The doctor gave her a dildo looking object.

 

“Thank you for everything,” K said finally, and she left the room.

 

The female saw a car parked in front of the clinic. She walked to it and got in.

 

“Well, you got the sex change. But it wasn’t cheap…I’m afraid you’ll have to make a contribution,” Blue said to K.

 

K wondered what she meant but she was still adjusting to her new identity.

 

After a half hour, they arrived at the sisterhood house of Mistresses. They entered the building. The lights were off. K carefully walked into the room. She turned on the light.

 

All at once, they yelled: “Surprise!”

 

K saw a grand birthday cake, obviously symbolizing the birth of K’s new identity. Everybody wanted to talk to K. She did her best to satisfy everybody. It exhausted her and she had lay down on a bed. Emotions overcame her.

 

The next day, Blue woke her up.

 

“Good morning, how do you feel?”

 

“I think I ate too much cake. The prosthesis feels like a foreign object in my vagina. But it’s necessary.”

 

“I don’t want to spoil your mood, but we need to talk about something.”

 

Blue paused.

 

“The thing is: you have to pay for the operation. It may seem horrible but the only thing we come up with is to sell your body.”

 

“I have to prostitute my body?” K asked unsurely.

 

“I know this may sound hard for you. But we checked out everything we could. It is the only option.” Blue said sadly.

 

“I brought an electronic newspaper. It has an advertisement you may want to read,” she continued.

 

K accepted the newspaper. She turns over the leaves of it, looking for the typical contact pages. An ad caught her attention.

 

It read:”Refined woman offers her services to men. Being intimate is one of the possibilities. For more information, call the sisterhood of Mistresses.” It ended with a phone number.

 

“You can start tomorrow.” Blue said somewhat firmly.

 

“But my vagina isn’t completely healed” K protested.

 

“I’m truly sorry. I’m not kidding you. But we need the money as soon as possible.”

 

Blue gave a long lasting hug to K.

 

“You’ll need to invent a working name for your customers.” The mistress added.

 

She left the room so K could absorb her feelings of having sex for the first time as a woman. She also cried; she couldn’t comprehend why her first time had to be with a client. At the end, she realized the mistresses were right; she had to pay for the surgery. She rested her head on her pillow, trying to sleep. Tomorrow, after all, was a big day.

K woke up and stood in front of the mirror. She inspected herself.

“I hope the clients will appreciate my appearance. My boobs aren’t that big. Would they mind I’m being so tall?”

She decided to get dressed. She put on a dress which was laid out on the bed; several condoms lay around it. Probably either Blue or Pat arranged it. Again she looked into the mirror.

“It looks nice on me,” She concluded “too bad my boobs aren’t showing much.”

She made her bed and cleaned the room. Then K went to the bathroom and carefully shaved her armpits, arms, legs and her pussy area. When she was finished Blue entered the room.

“K, I want to show you the other males we have here. After all, you only saw a glimpse of them; it’s only fair we give you the whole tour.”

The girls entered a room which appeared to function for training.

“Strange that I’ve never seen this room before,” K thought.

“Most of the males are castrated while others are only chemically castrated. Also, each male had another function. For example, there is ashtray, fuckboy, cumboy, sissy, toiletman and many others. Let see cumboy and ashtray. I’ve got an idea.” Blue explained.

When they approached him, it was apparent cumboy was the only one allowed to masturbate.

“Only he and fuckboy have their balls intact. But Cumboy is the only one who is allowed to orgasm, but only on command. He has to masturbate as much as possible. It produces more cum than usual.” Blue continued.

“I see.” K said cautiously.

“Ashtray, come here.” Blue demanded.

Soon a tall, white man joined K, Blue and cumboy.

“Sit on your knees and open your mouth, Ash,” Blue insisted.

The man didn’t hesitate to follow orders. Blue slowly lit a cigarette. She occasionally tipped off it on him. After she was finished, she put out the cigarette on his tongue. He jerked but still he managed to keep his mouth open. Then she spit several times in his mouth. “To clean my mouth,” Blue explained. “Now, cumboy, masturbate above his mouth.”

Ashtray’s eyes looked around, panicky for an escape. Blue put her hand between his testis and body and pulled it mildly hard.

“Ash,” she said, “you’re going to swallow his load. Do you understand me?”

He didn’t nod. She reiterated what she meant while pulling his balls a tad harder. The man nodded: “yes”. Cumboy was still masturbating heavily.

“Good,” The mistress said to both Ash and Cumboy.

“Ash, on my command you can cum,” the mistress said to Cumboy only, “5…4…3…2…1…now!”

Cumboy didn’t hold back. His big load landed in Ashtray, who slightly pulled back.

“Good,” Blue said to Ash. ”now suck his cock clean.”

The man didn’t move. The mistress pulled several times on his balls. At last, Ash obeyed her.

“That’s it. Suck it, cocksucker.”

After he was finished Blue said: “Show me your load.”

“Good!”

“Now, swallow!”

Again the man refused.

The mistress gave him the hardest yank ever. Ash automatically swallowed it. Blue put one of her nipples in to his mouth; Ash only had a few seconds to profit from it. Then she yanked his penis a few times, it was almost immediately erect. After that she left him.

“He has been taught he can’t jerk,” Blue said to K.

“Let's change the subject. Have you chosen an artist name?” Blue asked K.

“Yes, “she said slowly, “Karen”

“That’s a nice name.” The mistress said approvingly.

“You need to learn how to fuck for your profession.”

“Yes, I know,” Karen said unsurely.

Blue looked around and said: “Fuckboy, come here.”

Immediately a young man approached them.

“Meet Karen.” Blue said to the man.

He only nodded. “You’ll have to fuck her good.”

“Are you ready, Karen?”

“I suppose so. It’s bound to happen, soon or later.” She answered unsurely.

“Fuckboy, do your thing,” Blue said, “You’ll be rewarded as usual.”

The young man gently bends over Karen. He slowly raised her dress; revealing her dry cunt. Fuckboy starts to give her a sensual massage, all over her body. Her muscles started to relax. She moaned when he briefly rubbed her behind. After caressing her he kissed her back on several places. He spread her knees further apart, to make his goal even more visible and accessible. After rubbing her behind again, he moved closer to lick her entire pussy. He started with her big labia lips. Then he licked her opening. He gently blows on her after he was finished with that part. Karen moaned softly when he finally licked her clitoris.

“More,” she said, almost inaudible.

After a while she moaned louder. “Faster,” she said to him, more surely. The man obeyed. She enjoyed it. However she wanted more. “Put it in me,” she demanded. Fuckboy didn’t hesitate to penetrate her with his cock. Soon, Karen’s moans became more serious. “Harder,” she said to him. “yes. That’s it.” Fuckboy showed no sign of fatigue. “Faster! Make me come.” She demanded. The man increased his pace. Karen’s panting and moaning got much louder. “Don’t stop! Make me come. Give me pleasure. Make me a woman.” The man obeyed. Karen’s legs started to shake. Her pants and moans stopped for a split second. “Yes! Don’t stop.” Fuckboy obeyed. After another few thrusts, her body trembled; Her legs were shaking heavily. She looked at him with a sexy glaze. Her first orgasm as a woman was achieved.

Fuckboy retreated.

“Good,” Blue said to both of them.

“Now you’re ready. I haven’t told you this before. We have an appointment scheduled for you. He’ll arrive soon. ” Blue informed K.

Before K could say anything, the doorbell rang. Blue quickly instructed Karen to return to her room and she went to open the door. A bold fat man stood in front of her.

“The sisterhood?” she asked shakily.

“Come on in.” Blue said.

The man nervously entered the building. Blue showed him the way. Before the man entered the room, the mistress asked him how long he planned to stay.  The man, said: ”A half hour”

Blue informed him of the price and the man paid while murmuring. She knocked on K’s door. The fat man entered the room.

“Hello, I’m Freddy. I’m a truck driver. What’s your name?” The man said unsurely.

“I’m…Karen,” K said, “make yourself comfortable, I’m getting a washcloth.”

K went to the bathroom to get a wet washcloth and a towel. When she returned, she noticed the man lay naked on the bed, fondling his penis. Karen joined him. Amateurishly, she started to wash his penis, secretly looking for diseases. When she was finished she used the towel to dry his wet penis. She put aside the washcloth and the towel.

“Would you like a massage?” Karen asked.

The man gave it some thought and said: “Yes please, a body to body massage.”

Karen, not really knowing what he meant, instructed him to lie on his belly. Casually, she started rubbing his shoulders and his neck.

“Rub your tities against my back,” The man said, not contently.

Karen reluctantly obeyed. For the first time, her nipples went hard from rubbing against him. The man didn't pay much attention as he turned over.

“Keep rubbing,” Freddy said.

Karen, unsurely lay on top of him, rubbing her breasts against the fat man. She moaned slightly, hoping he would have an orgasm. But it didn’t help; the man continued masturbating. Now, his penis was almost erect. She stopped the massage. Then she put on a condom.

“Give me a GOOD blowjob,” Freddy instructed.

Karen gently put his penis into her mouth, sucking it slowly.

“Do it harder and faster. You don’t want it to get soft, do you?” he taunted.

K was disgusted but she obeyed his wishes. She sucked his penis as hard as she could.

“Look at me while you give a blowjob,” he said.

K again obeyed.

“Maybe he’ll orgasm if I do that,” Karen thought.

She tried moaning again, a bit stronger this time. But Freddy was again immune to it. He caressed her face. Each time she pushed away his hand. Then he tried touching other parts of her body but she only allowed caressing on her upper body. The man got frustrated.

“Get on your knees, whore and bend over,” He said tactlessly.

“How rude,” she thought.

Karen slowly obeyed. Freddy quickly inserted his penis; he started to thrust in and out. K moaned, almost expertly faking it. When his pace increased, she speeded her moans as well. The man kept trying to caress her back. She didn’t like that but she couldn’t do much about it in this position. Freddy extracted his cock and aimed for her anal hole. Karen jerked.

“Hey, I don’t do that!” she protested.

Freddy ignored her and he tried again.

“Stop it! Or leave the room!”

The man reluctantly obeyed. Freddy thrust in and out and soon he ejaculated. Karen almost immediately lay aside and removed his condom.  She put it into a garbage can. Then she took the towel and the washcloth, to clean him once more. They were both silent. Suddenly, a knock was heard.

“I’m sorry, sir. Time’s up.” One of the mistresses informed them.

Freddy hastily got dressed and never looked at Karen again. The man left the room, closing the door. Blue confronted the man in another room.

“And? How was she?” Blue demanded.

Freddy was nervous, no one had asked him a question like that before. He twitched his fingers, not sure of himself. He said in a low voice: “She’s horrible. I couldn’t touch her where I wanted to. The sex was lousy. She’s ugly too.”

“Ugly?” Blue said sternly.

“Yes, her chin, it looks so manly. And that nose, it looks too big for a woman. She’s taller than me and it made me feel uncomfortable. She also doesn’t allow anal sex. And her blowjob wasn’t good at all. Her breasts are so little, it looks they still have to grow.”

Blue felt uncomfortable, and said: “We don’t have much experience with this sort of thing.”

She was lying of course. The man grunted when he left the sisterhood. Blue closed the door and decided to see Patricia. The mistress explained to the tranny what the first client of Karen said. Pat listened closely. She couldn’t believe it, but when Blue says something, it’s almost always true.

“I've got an idea: maybe we should take her out and turn her into a real 

woman.” Patricia said.

The mistress agreed and the tranny got permission to go out with K.