Changes.
The three awoke to the sounds of a door opening. Russel,
Doug, and Kim entered. Kim rushed to Luke, and started to talk,
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't want this...."
Doug grabbed Kim by her hair and threw her to the side.
"Shut up, you little whore."
"Russel, take the girls next door," Doug commanded.
Russel pulled the girls away, leading them outside. Luke
had no idea what was about to happen.
"Kim sit down and remain silent. Luke, I've got new clothes
for you. Kim will help you put them on." With that, he tossed a
bag at Luke, and turned to the door, but not before hitting Luke
with another shot.
"Oh, that one's not a sedative. I need you alert from now
on," Doug said as he left.
"Luke, I'm so sorry this happened."
Luke remained silent.
"Luke, listen to me. I don't want to do this, but Doug is
making me. He'll kill us both if we don't."
"What?" Luke inquired. "Do what?"
"Doug's going to turn you into a girl."
"WHAT!?"
"He thought it would be just punishment if he turned you into
his personal --."
"No way. He can kill me first."
"No Luke. He will kill both of us, and Kate and Julie, too."
"The police will find out."
"No, they won't. Doug is very well connected. Russel is a
state medical examiner. He's already issued death certificates
for you, Kate, and Julie. You're legally dead now. Your deaths
were ruled as a cult suicide. You can't fight him."
Luke paused. He couldn't risk fighting, for the sake of his
loves. He was willing to die, but he wasn't willing to let Kate
and Julie be killed.
"Okay. What do I have to do."
"Doug plans on moving very slowly. He doesn't want to ruin
anything. The shots, they're hormones, estrogen I think. He's
turning you into a girl."
"So he wants a shemale? Why?"
"He's planing on pimping you."
"So he's going to kill me with diseases?"
"No. He wants you to be a high priced call girl. He plans
on being very careful with the clients. You're worth more to him
healthy and alive."
Luke just sighed, and put his head down.
"The girls still have their jobs, even though they were
issued death certificates. He plans on having them work, to pay
for the place next door. Nothing else will happen to them. But
you, you have to live here. You'll be taken care of, I promise.
Just listen to Doug. He's got a new job for you lined up, when
you're ready. A real one. On the books. The money from the
pimping will be off the books. Its really not that bad."
Luke continued his sullen pause.
"Come on, Luke. It'll be okay." She reached for his arm,
and pulled him to his feet.
"Okay, I guess I have no choice..."
Kim smiled, "It will be okay. Really."
Kim led Luke to the bathroom. "The first thing we have to do
is get you cleaned up." She drew him a bath. "And remove any
unnecessary hair."
The two worked together to remove any hair on his body, using
a medical-grade hair remover. Kim tended to his wounds, a bloody
face and a burn from the cattle prod.
"It'll be okay," she reassured him.
She pulled him out of the shower, and help him dry off. He
now was completely hairless, from his neck down. "The hormones
will keep you from getting too much hair back."
She handed him a gaff, which he slipped on and tucked his
penis between his legs, pushing his testicles into his abdomen to
create a smooth pantyline.
She then handed him a bra, and breast forms, which he slipped
on, but she had to close the bra for him.
"Doug gave you this to wear today. Its simple, just a red
baby-doll tee, a pair of faded flared jeans, and sandals."
Luke put on the clothes.
"I haven't eaten in two days. Can I get some food?" Luke
asked.
"Only vegetables. You weigh too much for a female you're
height. Doug wants to bring you down."
Luke rolled his eyes at the idea, wondering how long he would
have to go through this routine.
"Come over here. I need to do your hair and make-up before
we can eat.
Kim led Luke over the vanity, and began putting make-up on
him. First she did his eyes, then his foundation, blush, and
finally his lipstick. She then slipped a blonde wig onto his
head.
"The wig is only temporary. Tomorrow, you'll get a girl's
haircut; a short one, but for a girl.."
He got up to move to the door, thinking he could eat now, but
Kim stopped him. "Not yet, we still have to do your nails."
Luke flopped back into the chair, and presented his hands to
Kim. She began painting the nails a bright red color, and then
moved to his feet. She painted them with the same color. Soon
she was finished.
"Are we done?" Luke asked.
"Almost. There's only one matter left. Luke isn't a good
name for a female. Here's a new wallet for you."
Luke took the wallet from Kim's hand, and opened it to
inspect its contents. The first thing he noticed was a driver's
licenses. It had his picture on it, but as a female.
"Where'd this picture come from?
"Photoshop. Doug's brother made it."
Luke continued to to study it. The name was not Luke Mathew
Lindsey, but Laurel Michelle Lindsey.
"I guess I'm Laurie now."
"Yeah," Kim replied, not knowing what to say.
As he continued to look through the wallet, he found a
student ID at the University of Maryland, two credit cards, a AAA
card, and a social security card, all made out in Laurie's name.
Whatever Doug was planning, it was very well thought out.
Kim led Luke/Laurie to the kitchen. He could see Doug and
Russel in the living room, talking, but he couldn't hear what they
were saying. Kim placed Laurie by the table.
"Have a seat, I'll get you something."
Laurie thought about 'her' situation. Kim seemed to be ditz,
not having a mind of her own. She couldn't tell if it was just
Kim, or if Kim was under the firm control of Doug as well. She
thought about making a run for it right now, since Kim was
attending to the fridge and she had a clean path to the door, but
decided not to put himself or anyone else in a dangerous situation.
Her thoughts were interrupted when Kim returned with a vegetable
tray.
"Here you go."
Laurie looked at the food. It wasn't what she wanted to see.
It was a platter of peppers, mushrooms, and celery. There weren't
even any carrots on it.
"This is what you'll be eating for the next two weeks. You
have to lose a lot of weight."
Hungry, Laurie began to eat away at the rabbit food placed in
front of her.
Doug entered the room. "Good, I see you like your food. Kim,
don't forget to give her her vitamins. I want her to lose weight,
not get sick." And as quickly as he entered, he turned and left.
"Things really aren't going to be that bad. Everyone will be
okay. Doug told me that you can see Julie and Kate on Monday."
Laurie continued to eat the vegetables, nodding to acknowledge
Kim.
"Tonight, we will start corset training, to give you a move
feminine figure. And tomorrow, we will begin you etiquette
lessons to make you act more like a girl.
Laurie rolled her eyes, still fighting internally.
"Laurie, I'm sorry. I have to do this now." Kim gabbed a
needle into Laurie's arm. "You have to have a shot every four
hours."
Laurie was amazed that 4 hours had passed since her last shot.
It seemed they had taken quite a while in the shower and bathroom.
"I have to take you back to your room, now." Laurie stood up
and complied with the order. "Try and get some more sleep. I'll
be back at 8."
Laurie was lead to a different room. This one was painted a
light blue, and delicately decorated. A queen-sized bed was
against the way, and a bookshelf was loaded with hardbacks. A
tall dresser stood opposite the bed, and a walk-in closet sat
open. Laurie noticed the dainty curtains on the windows, and a
lava lamp and an alarm on the bedstand. The room had a TV, VCR,
and a fairly expensive stereo. There was also a fine hardwood
vanity, with cosmetic supplies all around it.
"Laurie, this will be your room, until you move downstairs.
The bathroom is the next door over. I hope you enjoy it."
"Thanks," Laurie said, entering the room. "It could be
worse," she thought.
Laurie sat down on the bed, overwhelmed where to begin
exploring her new room. She looked down on the bed, and noticed
the comforter was made of fine cotton thread -- red. She looked
at the pillows, and counted four. Two had light blue, flannel
shams, and the other two had fine satin pillowcase. She pulled
back the bedspread, and found a light blue wool blanket on top of
the chartruese satin sheets, which matched the pillow cases.
She stood, and moved towards the closet. Inside, it was
covered from floor to ceiling with fine clothes. On one bar hung
about 10 pairs of blue jeans, all a different style, yet all very
sexy. Another bar held sweaters, wool, cotton, and acryilic.
There was shoe rack, and on it were about 40 different shoes. She
looked at the size, and was suprised to find they were all her
size. There were about 4 different sandals, snow boots, work
boots, thigh high boots, keds, pumps, strappy heels, flip-flops,
athletic shoes, and tons of other styles and colors. She turned
around, and looked at the other side of the closet. Skirts,
jackets, blouses, dresses, and gowns covered that side.
Laurie made her way to the dresser next, and found it full of
lingerie, underwear, stockings, and socks. She also found breast
forms and hip pads in there. She ran her finger over some of the
lingerie, feeling the cold, silky feel of finely woven satin.
Next, she moved to her nightstand, and opened the drawer.
Inside she found a small fetish shop. The drawer had an economy
pack of condoms, a strap-on harness, two different dildos, a
gag, three vibrators, a whip, and six butt plugs, each slightly
larger than the previous. She shuddered to think what was in
store for her.
Finally, she moved to the bookshelf to look at the titles.
There were a few classics, Dickens, Bronte, a few in French and
Greek. But most of the titles were on sex, on transvetitism, and
on coping with gender dysphoria. Laurie was shocked to learn that
there were so many titles on the subject.
Laurie took down a book. It was called "Gender Dysphoria and
Feminization for the Male Transsexual." She began to thumb
through the pages, and started to read the words on how males
feminize their bodies to be more female. Some of the things on
the pages she could see occuring already -- the hormone shots, the
change in dress and the feminized environment. Doug was turning
Luke into a girl. She continued through the pages, flipping
quickly, then she came to a page on surgeries. The first on
discussed was a breast enlargement, then facial feminization,
larnyx shaving, rib removals, liposuction and fat redistrobution,
and finally, complete sexual reassignment surgery. She shuddered
at the thought of how far Doug would go. As Laurie sat on the bed,
reading, her eyes drew heavy, and she fell asleep.
"Laurie. Wake up." It was Kim standing by the door.
"Laurie, dear, we have to start corset training tonight."
"Huh... What's that?"
"We put you in a corset, to shape your figure."
"Oh."
"Come on now, get up, and take off your clothes."
Laurie obey the order, and began to disrobe. She had trouble
with the bra, and required Kim's assistance once again.
"This just takes practice. You'll get it soon," Kim said as
she unfastened Laurie's bra.
Laurie stood there, now naked. Kim walked over to the dresser
and pulled out a black leather corset. She brought it over to
Laurie.
"This corset has a 26-inch waist. You're about a 32 right
now. Doug wants you to get down to 20, but we can't go too
quickly."
"Have you done this before? I mean, turn guys into girls?"
"No, silly." Kim paused. "This will probably be very
uncomfortable, at least until you get used to it. When you do, it
will be time to go down another size."
"Gee, thanks." Laurie rolled her eyes.
"Oh don't worry. Just be happy."
Laurie tried not to roll her eyes at the cliche statement, and
instead just offered a weak smile.
Kim wrapped the corset around Laurie, and fastened two loose
strands, designed to hold on the corset while lacing the back.
"This is a double-tie corset. It tightens from both the top
and the bottom, so it's gonna be snug."
"Okay..."
"Go ahead and lay down, on the floor. It will be easier that
way."
Laurie complied, and laid on the floor.
Kim began the daunting task of tightening the corset. First
she laced up the bottom, squeezing Laurie down to a 29-inch waist.
Next she laced the top, pushing Laurie's abdomen into her chest.
When Laurie felt the top tighten, she thought she was finished.
"Can I get up now?" she asked.
"No. I'm only half done."
"What?" Laurie thought. She couldn't take much more of the
crunch she was feeling in the stomach.
"I have to tighten it slowly. You still have three more
inches."
Laurie felt a little relief as Kim untied the bottom, but it
was short-lived. Kim immediately began pulling harder, closing the
gap between the two sides of the corset.
"Okay. The bottom's done now."
Laurie could hardly breath at this point, and she knew that
Kim still had to re-tighten the top.
"Suck in." Kim said, as she began to pull on the upper portion
of the corset.
Laurie could feel her internal organs move as Kim pulled the
corset tighter and tigher. Finally, there was a slight bit of
release as the knot was tied. The crunching pain was still there,
but there was no more pulling.
"Okay. All done. You can get up now."
Laurie tried to push herself up, but the corset prohibited her
body from bending. "Uh... Could you help me?"
Kim smiled. "Sure," she said as se extended a hand to Laurie.
"Thanks." Laurie stopped for a minute. "What am I supposed
to do now?"
"Ummm. We can hang out for a while -- watch a movie or
something. Oh. I forgot -- your shot." Kim reached into her
handbag and pulled out a syringe. Laurie didn't put up a fight as
Kim pricked her arm.
"Oh yeah, we also have to pierce you ears. Sit down."
Kim opened the top drawer of the vanity and found a piercing
gun. She also pulled out a bottle of topical lotion and applied
the numbing cream to Lauries earlobes.
"This is going to hurt. Hold still."
CLICK.
"Okay, turn around."
CLICK.
"That wasn't as bad as I thought it would be," Laurie said.
"I'm glad I didn't hurt you too much. There's not much
blood, either."
"So, do you want to watch a movie together or something?"
Laurie asked timidly.
"Okay, but first you should get dressed."
Laurie was standing there naked, except for the corset
binding her waist. The relief of having finished the pulling of
the corset caused her to forget her nakedness.
"Here. Put these on." Kim tossed Laurie a set of flannel
pajamas out of the dresser. The were red, and very fine knit,
very luxurious for a cotton. "Oh, and here," Kim said as she
tossed over a clean gaff. "And don't forget to put your breasts
back in.
Laurie slid the satin-and-elastic gaff over her smooth, silky
legs. She hadn't noticed until now just how soft and feminine her
legs looked shaved. Squatting, she tucked her penis between her
legs, and pushed her testicles up into her abdomen before pulling
the gaff up the rest of the way.
She then slid the silicon breast forms into the cup of the
corset. She stopped to look at herself in the mirror, and was
quite suprised to see a female figure staring back at her. She
was mesmorized by the transformation she underwnet in a few brief
hours.
"Like what you see?" Kim asked. "I told you it wasn't so bad."
Laurie didn't bother responding; she just slipped into the
pajamas Kim had picked out for her. She stopped by the dresser
before leaving the room and grabbed a pair of socks.
Laurie jumped back to the bed, and slipped the thick,
scrunchy white socks over her feet. She looked over at Kim, and
for the first time tonight, noticed what she was wearing.
Kim was dressed in similar clothes. She was wearing a tank
top, made of red cotton, and matching long pants. Her shirt
had a cartoon character in the center, drawing attention to her
breasts. Underneath the drawing it read "Hottie" in a gothic
font. The tank was a tummy tickler, kept several inches away
from her belly by her full 38D breasts. As Laurie studied what
Kim was wearing, Laurie noticed that Kim also had on scrunchy
socks, only bright yellow.
Kim also noticed the similar dress, and pulled Laurie to the
mirror. "Look! We could be twins!"
Laurie smiled at the flattery, but didn't believe the
comparison was genuine. "Almost," she thought, "Almost, if I
wasn't just a guy in drag." The two were dressed alike, but
there was no doubting that Laurie was still male.
"Lets go to my room to watch the movie. It will be a slumber
party."
Kim was getting ditzier by the minute, and it was starting to
annoy Laurie. Laurie started thinking -- maybe she's just trying
too hard to have fun. Maybe she's just trying to make the most
out of a bad situation. Laurie decided to give Kim the benefit
of the doubt, and te two moved into Kim's room.
"Don't you sleep with Doug?" Laurie asked.
"Yeah, but he likes the room to be classic and antique. I want
something more fun, so I have my own room."
"Oh --"
"Let's watch 'Braveheart.' I love Mel Gibson. He's hot."
"Okay. Sounds like fun. I studied British and Scottish
history alot in college," Laurie replied, trying to turn the
conversation to something more intelligent.
"Oh," Kim answered, not really interested in a subject that
she believed to be over her head.
The two walked into Kim's room, which was opposite the
bathroom from Laurie's room. "This is my room. If you ever need
anything when Doug's not here, I'll be in here.
"Oh, would you like some popcorn?"
Laurie thought about the question, and she would love to have
substantial food. She almost replied yes, but her fear of Doug's
wrath, not on her, but on Kim, made up her mind.
"I thougt I was on a diet."
"Oh. I forgot. More veggies?"
"Okay. That sounds better than nothing." Laurie smiled as
she replied.
Kim went downstairs to the kitchen, and Laurie pondered Kim
some more. Kim was trying to be a friend. Laurie found Kim
forgetful and ditzy, but she also felt a growing bond with her.
Maybe it was the closeness of the day, Laurie thought, or perhaps
the fact that both were under Doug's control. Laurie decided that
she would try and be a better friend to Kim, in return for the
kindness and understanding that Kim showed Laurie.
Laurie's thoughts were broken by Kim's return from the kitchen
with a platter full of veggies. Kim handed Laurie the platter,
and put the tape in the VCR.
"Kim, you've been really nice to me, and you seem really
sweet. Why do you stay with Doug?"
"I love him. He treats me real good. I mean, sure he can be
a total jerk sometimes, but he takes care of me. He'll take good
care of you, too, if you just get to know him."
"How can he treat me good if he wants to pimp me? Why is he
doing this to me? What does he want?" Laurie began to cry as she
asked the philosophical questions.
Kim reached over and hugged Laurie. "Laurie, dear, I really
don't know why he's doing this. Just try and relax. It will
make things a lot easier, for you and me, and even for Julie and
Kate.
"Laurie, I'm sorry I got you into this mess. I was just
trying to have some fun. Now I've ruined your life." Kim
started to cry. "I'm really sorry. Can you forgive me?"
Laurie and Kim hugged again. "It's okay. You didn't mean
for any of this to happen. We all make mistakes."
Kim, bawling, said "Thank you. Thank you for not hating me.
Do you think we can be friends.?"
"That would be fine," Laurie said, still sobbing. "Let's
watch the movie.
The two cuddled on the sofa bed and turned their attention
to the movie. Kim sat against the wall, holding Laurie on her
lap. After a few minutes, Laurie began asking more questions.
"How did you and Doug met?"
"He picked me up in a bar. He was cruising, and so was I. We
hooked up, and Russel hooked up with a friend of mine. The four
of us came here and fucked all night."
"What's the deal with Russel?"
"Russel and Doug were frat brothers. Doug's also bi, but
he'll never admit it. Him and Russel, well, you know -- Russel
is Doug's bitch."
"He's got you, but still likes Russel?"
"Yeah. He likes to fuck Russel when I'm on my period. He
won't touch me when I'm on my period; like I'm a leper or
something. And then, whenever we have sex, Russel has to be
there.
"Russel only gets off on me. Its always the same. Russel
fucks me in the ass while Doug has my pussy. I don't really like
it. Doug wants him, not me. I'm just there so he feels better
about himself.
"Occasionally, Russel will bring home a girl. It starts out
fun, but ends up with Doug fucking Russel and us girls getting
each other off. That's about the only time I get to cum.
"Anyways, tell me how you and Julie and Kate hooked up."
"Well, me and Kate were high school sweethearts. We got
married shortly after I graduated. We got a house together, and
just kind of lived the American dream.
"We decided to spice things up a bit, so I suggested a
threesome. We talked about it, and decided to invite Julie over.
Things moved slowly at first. We'd have a threesome now and then,
but it was just sex at that point. Shortly after our first
encounter we started going to Bob and Debbie's parties.
"Soon, Julie moved in with us. Not as a lover, just as a
roommate to help keep bills in check. That was fine and
everything, and we still had an occasional threesome, but as time
moved on, we became closer and closer. Before we noticed, Julie
was a permanent part of our lives, both in the bedroom and
outside. She moved our of her room and into ours, and we were
a happy little triad."
"Awwww. That sounds so sweet. I wish I could be that
happy," Kim said, smiling with a new tear in her eye.
"Kim, you said Doug treats you well, before. But it doesn't
sound like he treats you very well."
"Not in the bedroom, no. That's why I went to Bob's party --
fulfillment. But he takes care of me. I don't really have to do
anything. I guess I'm his cover, and he doesn't want to lose
that. I guess I could be happier, but I'm content, and that makes
me happy. So I'm happy, and Doug's happy. It works."
Laurie smiled at Kim. The two turned their attention back to
the movie, and began to drift asleep.
Laurie woke up with about 15 minutes left in the movie. She
just sat there, letting Kim sleep until the movie was over. Kim
woke up just before the movie ended, and as the credits began to
roll, Laurie stopped the tape.
"I guess it's bed time now. Thanks for the date. I enjoyed
talking to you."
Kim smiled.
"Goodnight," Laurie added as she moved towards the door.
"Wait. You're not ready for bed yet."
"Huh?"
"We have to take off your make-up, and take care of the wig."
"Oh."
"Come with me." Kim grabbed Laurie by the wrist and dragged
her into the bathroom. She taught Laurie the basics of how to
remove make-up, take care of skin -- girl-style, and how to
manage the wig.
When Kim finished with Laurie in the bathroom, she walked
Laurie to her room.
"There's two more things we have to do. I'm sorry. It's
almost midnight now, so you have another shot due."
"It's okay. I understand," Laurie said, assuring Kim she
wouldn't be upset with her.
Kim opened the bottom drawer of the vanity, and found a box
of about 100 pre-loaded syringes. She pulled one out, and moved
towards Laurie. Laurie voluntarily offered her arm, and the prick
was quick.
"I'm going to sleep through the night, and Doug left for New
York this evening, so Russel will give you your four a.m. shot.
I'll take care of you in the morning, though."
"Okay. I wish you could stay here. I really need someone
right now."
Kim smiled. "Awww. You'll be okay dear. I'm just two doors
over."
Laurie smiled. "What was the other thing?"
"Huh?"
"You said there were two things. What was the other?"
"Oh." Kim's face fell sullen. "I'm sorry, but I have to this
to you. Doug's making me."
"What?"
Kim walked over to the nightstand and opened the drawer.
Laurie's heart fell, knowing what was in there.
"I have to put this in you -- every night from now on." Kim
held up the smallest of the butt plugs, but it was still quite
large. Laurie knew it would be painful going in.
"I understand," Laurie said, trying to show she didn't blame
Kim for what was about to happen.
With the mindset of defeat -- at least for the moment --
Laurie bent over and pulled down her pants and gaff. She put her
knees on the floor, and leaned forward onto the bed, presenting
her rear to Kim.
Kim took the plug and lubed it up, then slowly pushed it
against Laurie's anus.
"Oh!" Laurie grunted in discomfort. "Ooooooouuuuuch! Oh!"
"Almost there, dear," Kim reassured Laurie.
"Ah." Laurie felt relief as her sphincter closed around the
base taper of the plug.
"All done," Kim said.
Laurie pulled up her gaff and her pants, then asked "Can I
take the corset off now?"
"I'm sorry. You can't. You can only take it off for showers.
Laurie just dropped her face, and nodded.
"Goodnight, Laurie."
"Goodnight, Kim."
Kim walked off to her room, and Laurie turned off the light,
and tried to go to bed.
Laurie woke to the brightness of the room light comming on.
She looked at the clock, and saw 4:03.
"Time for my shot?"
"Shut up you bitch," Russel shouted back as he open the drawer
with the syringes.
Laurie rolled her eyes and sat up. She noticed that Russel
had on a robe. She didn't know if he was wearing anything else.
Russel grabbed a handful of the needles, and walk over to
Laurie. With about five in his hand, he shoved the bunch into
Laurie's arm before she could react. "That'll help you, bitch."
Laurie winced at the pain of the five needles going into her
arm, but managed the strength to push Russel away.
"Oh, so that's how you want it!" He slapped Laurie across
face, creating a very loud crack as his knuckles met her cheek.
"You better listen, and listen well." He pushed he head against
the wall, and straddled her body. He then dropped his robe,
revealing nothing underneath.
"Suck it, bitch." His penis was now inches away from her face,
fully erect.
"NO!"
He grabbed her jaw, and pulled her mouth open. "I said suck
it!" He pushed his penis to her lips.
Laurie resisted, and pushed him away, sending him off the bed.
"Listen, you little fuck-whore. You will do as your told." He
grabbed her by her feet, and pulled her off the bed. Laurie
started to slap at her attacker, but she was weakened from the
hormones and the restrictive corset.
Russel threw a puch that landed on Laurie's left temple, and
she fell down again. He then grabbed her pants, and ripped them
off of her.
Laurie began to regain her senses, and kicked at the rapist,
trying to free herself from the attack. Russel grabbed both of
her legs, and while holding them together, bit down on her right
foot, hitting bone and drawing blood. Laurie let out a scream in
pain.
The commotion woke Kim, who can to check on Laurie.
"Get out of her, Kim!" Russel shouted at her.
"No! Stop it!" Kim said, trying to help. She moved toward
Russel, and jumped on his back.
Russel easily threw the small female off of him, and shoved
her into the wall. She fell to the ground, and did not move.
Laurie turned her attention to Kim, and rushed around Russel
to get to her friend. "Kim! Kim! Are you okay? Kim!"
Russel grabbed Laurie, and threw her on the ground. She
struggled to get up, but Russel again grabbed her by the legs. He
dragged her close to him, and then kicked her in her side four
or five times.
Laurie fell limp on her stomach.
"Lookie here," Russel said, noting the butt plug. He ripped
it out violently, causing a scream from the beaten Laurie.
"Fuckin' whore," he said under his breath as he thought of what to
do with the shitty plug.
He took it over the Kim's still body, and shoved it in her
mouth as far as he could. Kim began to cough, but fell still with
it still in her mouth.
Laurie had gotten back to her knees, trying desperately to
escape the rape. She didn't get far -- Russel again kicked her
in the side, causing her to fall.
"Looks like the whore's on her period," he said, noting her
bloodied and torn anus. "I don't mind."
Russel staddled her body, and guided his dick into her sore
rear. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders, and began fucking
Laurie.
"Having fun yet? -- Huh, bitch? -- I asked you question -- oh
well."
He continued pounding the poor girl, ripping her anus more and
more with each thrust.
"I shouldn't be waistful -- don't you agree?" he said as he
pulled her heead up by her natural hair. All Laurie could do was
groan in pain.
Russel stopped thrusting, and pulled his penis out. He moved
to her face, and shoved his dick into her mouth as far as he
could. "Suck it. Suck my filthy dick. Taste your shit and
blood, you filthy whore."
Laurie gagged as the head of his shaft hit the back of her
throat. She began to dry heave as she pushed further into her
mouth.
Finally, he pulled back. He began to strock the shaft of his
cock, head still in her mouth. "Get ready, bitch!" he yelled as
he shot his load into Laurie's mouth.
Finished, he stood up and walked to the door. On the way out
he noticed the butt plug still in Kim's mouth. He turned, walked
over to the nightstand, and pulled out the largest of the set. He
knelt down, and firmly shoved the oversized novelty into Laurie's
rear.
"There," he said as he turned away.
Laurie lay on the floor, badly beaten and bloody. Kim lay
against the wall, still unconscious.
Slowly, Laurie got up the strength to move. She moved towards
Kim, and pulled the plug from her mouth.
"Kim. Kim. Are you okay? Kim. Kim, wake up."
"Huh? What..." Kim woke, but immediately began vomiting.
"Kim!" Laurie began crying as soon as she saw Kim was okay.
"What happened?" Kim asked.
"Russel," Laurie said while bawling. "He raped me."
"Oh, Laurie." Kim returned the hug. The two sat there,
silently holding each other and crying for hours, sobbing
themselves to sleep.
Around 7:00 a.m., Laurie woke up. She gently nudged Kim.
"Kim, Wake up"
"Ugh. Huh? Oh. Laurie."
"We should clean up. Will it be safe?" Laurie said.
"What time is it?"
Laurie glanced at the clock. "Seven-ten."
"We'll be safe," Kim answered.
The two girls stumbled to the bathroom; Laurie was barely
able to walk because of the injuries.
Kim noticed the pain. "Are you gonna be okay?"
"I don't know," she answered as they entered the bathroom.
Laurie examined herself in the mirror. She had several
bruises on her face, and chunks of hair missing. She noticed
dried blood on her legs, and felt a sharp burning in her rear and
her chest.
"Lets get this out of you," Kim said, pointing to the butt
plug. "It might hurt a lot comming out."
Laurie nodded, and bent over, leaning on the toilet. Kim
reached for the plug, and slowly began working it out. She
twisted it slowly, working it little by little.
Laurie winced in pain at each movement. "Maybe some lube?"
"Okay," Kim said. She reached under the sink and pulled out
a bottle of KY. She poured some around her anus, and used her
finger to spread it around the base of the plug.
"Ooooowwww. That burns!" Laurie exclaimed.
"Sorry." Kim tried pulling out the plug once again, working
it slowly as before. Gradually, Laurie's muscles relaxed enough
for the toy to emerge. Kim tossed the toy into the tub.
The removal of the toy opened several clots, and Laurie's
rear was soon covered in fresh blood. Kim thought, and told
Laurie what to do. "Get in the shower. I'll hose you off."
Laurie complied, and stepped into the tub, still wearing the
corset and the pajama top. Kim gently sprayed water on Laurie,
using just her hand at first to clean off the dried blood, and
then using her hand and shower gel. Kim finished bathing her
friend, and handed Laurie a towel. Laurie dried off her bottom
and her legs, and tried to step out.
"Woah!" Lauriee almost fell over getting out of the tub,
but Kim was there to catch her. "Ouch!" Laurie screamed as Kim
put her hand against Laurie's ribs to support her.
"I was beat up pretty bad. Can I take off the corset?"
Kim turned Laurie around, and began untying the laces.
Laurie released a sigh of relief as she felt her organs return to
there natural position. Kim continued to unlace it, until it fell
to the ground.
Kim gasped. Laurie's right side was blue and purple with
bruises. Laurie turned to look in the mirror, and she too gasped
at the amount of damage done.
The two continued to clean themselves; both brushed their
teeth vigorously, washed off blood from their faces, and looked
each over for severe bruises.
"Stay here. I'll get you some clothes." Kim left for Laurie's
room, returning a few seconds later with a fresh set of clothes.
"What about the bleeding?" Laurie was still bleeding from her
anus, but it was just a trickle compared to what occured earlier.
"I have an idea. Slip your panties to your knees."
Laurie obeyed, bracing herself as she stepped into the
garment. Meanwhile Kim was digging under the sink. She emerged
holding a maxi pad.
"You're gonna be a girl, and every girl needs these." Kim
placed the liner in Laurie's panties, and Laurie pulled the
panties up.
Kim continued to help Laurie dress, get her bra clasped, and
put on her pants and shirt. The bruising prevented Laurie from
doing much of anything on her own. Kim then turned her attention
to Laurie's make-up.
"We're gonna need a thick layer today, to cover the brusies."
Laurie sat still while Kim applied all the make-up, explaining
how to use each product in great detail. Kim then ran and grabbed
the wig, and slipped it on Laurie.
"Okay. I think you're finished." Laurie stayed in the
bathroom, fearful to leave without Kim by her side. Kim continued
preparing herself, doing her make-up and getting dressed herself.
The two exited the bathroom together, and made their way
downstairs. Kim made breakfast for the two, scrambled eggs for
herself and steamed broccoli for Laurie.
"I'm sorry I can't give you good food. It's just -- just --"
"I know, Kim. It's okay." Laurie smiled.
Kim smiled in return.
"It's 8:30. You're late for your shot."
"I don't think I should. Russel gave me five last night."
"He what!?"
"He hit me with five needles, at once. I feel really weak
now. I think it's the hormones, not the beating. I mean, I can
feel the bruises, and they hurt, but I also feel weak inside, like
I have the flu or something."
"Okay. No 8:00 shot, but I have to give you the noon shot, or
else the effects will stop working. And then we'll both be in big
trouble.
"Anyways, Jennifer is comming over to do our hair at ten.
She's really good with short hair. You'll look great when she's
done."
Laurie's attention wasn't on Jennifer, or her hair, or
anything but Russel. "When will Russel be back?"
"It's Sunday. He won't be back until Tuesday. He has to go
to Richmond for something on Sundays and Mondays. I don't know
what. We'll be okay. Doug get back monday evening."
"What about Julie and Kate?"
"Doug left very specific instructions for them. He warned
them not to try anything, or else you'd be killed. I don't know
what he told them to do, though."
Laurie took a bite of her broccoli, and reached for the
butter. Her hand was stopped by Kim. Without saying a word, she
pulled back, taking the salt instead. Kim smiled.
The two sat at the breakfast bar, gabbing back and forth about
all kinds of things, engaging in typical girl talk. They were
desperately trying to forget the events of last night. Kim
couldn't remember much as it was, having been knocked out for most
of the event. Laurie couldn't forget -- the pain in her rear was
too great to be quickly forget.
They learned alot about each other -- hobbies, likes and
dislikes, favorite music and tv shows. They were bonding like
schoolgirls. Laurie found herself liking Kim more and more, and
found her a much deeper person than her ditzy persona showed.
Laurie also talked about Kate and Julie -- how much she
loved and cared for the two women, and how she was worried about
their safety. Kim reassured her that they would be safe.
Laurie asked Kim about future plans. Kim had been studying
psychology, with a focuson gender relations in college. Kim had
planned to go to medical school, and become a psychiatrist, but
that was before she met Doug. Now she was an assistant working
in for a doctor, three days a week.
Kim asked the same of Laurie, and learned that she was a
successful programmer for Lockheed Martin, working on NASA
projects. Laurie told that she help pay for her almost continuous
education through her camera, selling photographs to publishers.
That made up the difference in education the company wouldn't pay.
But all that was before, and none of this would happen now.
Laurie again asked if Kim knew what Doug was planning. She
replied with the same story -- Doug was turning her into a girl,
that he would take care of her, and that she would be a call girl
for him. Kim reassured Laurie that everything would be okay, and
that nothing bad would happen to her.
Kim revealed that she worked as a prostitute for part of
college to help pay tuition. She told of how most johns don't
care about anything other than sex, how work was quick -- 10
minutes was usually enough to get the guys off, and that the pay
was nice.
Laurie wasn't reassured, but she felt that she how had someone
to turn to when things got rough in the future.
DING-DONG
"Someone's at the door," Kim said. "I'll go get it -- it's
probably Jennifer." Kim walked off to the door.
"Hi!"
"Hi Kim."
"Come in, come in. Laurie! Laurie, this is Jennifer.
Jennifer, Laurie."
"Hi Laurie" Jennifer said as she reached out her hand.
"Hello," Laurie said extending her arm to shake hands. She
stood there and stared at the new face. Jennifer was stout --
she carried a hefty amount of weight on a rather short frame. She
had several piercings all over her face -- chin, nose, lip,
eyebrow, tongue -- and her hair was a crew cut dyed pink and
green. She wore a black tee-shirt and black cut-off shorts --
showing her unshaven legs -- with cordovan Docs on her feet. The
sight of the stylist was quite intimidating for Laurie.
"Lets go to the kitchen," Kim suggested. Kim started walking,
and the other two fell in line and followed.
"Have a seat, Laurie. I'll start with you." Jennifer said,
motioning to a chair. Jennifer pulled a barber's drape out of her
large handbag and wrapped it around Laurie's neck. She then pulled
a spritzer bottle out and filled it with tap water. She wet down
Laurie's hair, and added a styling conditioner.
Jennifer stepped back and began to study Laurie. She looked
from the front, back, and sides, trying to get a feel of what
would look good on her. "Hmmmm. I think I know what to do..."
Jennifer pulled he scissors from the bag, and began choping
away. "Your hair is about 4 inches, so we can do a quite a bit."
She continued cutting away, shaping Luke's hair into Laurie's.
After about twenty minutes, she put down the scissors and pulled
out a comb and styling gel. She graciously teased Laurie's hair,
shaping it into a contemporary chic look -- no part, all hair
comming down from her crown, slightly faded to the right. The
full, almost-flat bangs covered her forehead, bringing her eyes
into the focus of her face.
"What do you think?" She handed Laurie a mirror.
"Wow." Laurie couldn't believe how nice her looked. She
thought she looked very Hollywood with the new cut.
"Kim, what do you think of Laurie know?"
Kim moved from the TV room to the kitchen.
"Cool! Its awesome. You look totally hot."
Laurie began to blush.
"Laurie, I want you to go wash out your hair, but leave it
wet and call me when your done. Use these." Jennifer handed
her expensive bottles of shampoo and conditioner. "I'm just going
to give Kim a quick trim. I should be finished before you are.
Laurie went upstairs to the bathroom. She read the directions
on the label, and figured they were simple enough. She pulled off
her shirt and adjust the temperature, then stuck her head under
the spray to wet her hair. Taking a dollop of shampoo in her
hand, she worked in a lather, rinsed, and repeated, per the
label. Next she took the condition and rubbed it in. The label
said wait five minutes before rinsing, so she wrapped a towel
around her shoulders and explored the bathroom in more detail than
before. She didn't find anything unusual; just typical toiletries
and what not. She did find the attached towel closet to be a nice
touch, and she admired the unicorn theme in the decor. She
figured Kim was responsible for the decorations.
Five minutes had passed, and she rinsed out. She dried off her
shoulders and neck, put her shirt back on, and called for Jennifer.
"Hey babe. Finished already? Lets have a look." Jennifer
said as she came up the stairs to the bathroom. She tossed Laurie
a bottle of styling spray as she entered, and found a hair dryer
under the sink.
"First thing's first, you gotta blow-dry for volume.
Otherwise your hair will just fall flat. Use the spray as you
tease it under the air."
Laurie did as she was told, teasing and spritzing her hair.
Jennifer continued to instruct Laurie, until finally Laurie had
her hair looking just like Jennifer did earlier. Only this time
it was Laurie's hands that brought out the chic style.
"Good girl," Jennifer said as she left the bathroom, and made
way for the kitchen, where she packed he bag. "I'll be seeing you
two in two weeks. Have fun," she said as she saw herself to the
door.
"So what do we do for the rest of the day? Is it just going
to be us?" Laurie asked.
"Yeah. Just us. I'm just going to spend the day teaching you
about girl stuff."
"Like what?"
"Oh, you know. Walking in heels, doing your make-up, dressing
nicely for a given event, sitting, talking. It'll be fun.
"Well, where do we start?
"Let's start with walking in heels," Kim said as she smiled.
"Come on." She motion to Laurie, and the two went up to Laurie's
room.
They entered into Laurie's closet, and Kim started inspecting
shoes. "Let's find you one that's not too tall, to start with."
She pulled out a pair of 3 inch box-heel pumps, and handed them
to Laurie.
Laurie slipped the shoes on, and had no trouble walking around
the closet and bedroom.
"Good." said Kim. "But you have to move your hips, too.
Watch." Kim demonstrated the look she wanted Laurie to achive.
"Okay. Let me try again." Laurie started to walk again, this
time with more swing in her hips, but still not meeting the
expectations of Kim.
"Better, but we still need to work on that. You'll do better
in the corset, too. It will force you to keep your torso
straight."
Laurie tried again, and struck a pose for Kim when she
finished.
"Ha. Ha. You'll get it. That time you kept your body
straight, but you didn't swing your hips. Pretend your walking
a line."
Laurie continued practicing, but still couldn't get the
coordination down.
"I have an idea. Hold this between your legs," Kim said as
she handed Laurie a rubber dildo. "It will help you keep you
legs closer.
"Good that's better. Ready for a bigger challenge?"
"Okay," Laurie said. "What's next?"
"Spikes!" Kim jumped into the closet, bouncing, and found a
pair of 4 inch spike pumps.
"This will be harder, since you can't depend on the heel as
much."
Laurie put the shoes on, and tried walking. She fell over
after about two steps.
"Heh heh." Kim smiled at Laurie. "It takes practice."
Kim and Laurie spent the next hour trying different shoes,
ranging from the 3 inch box heels, to 6 inch platforms, and
an 8 inch heel. Kim suggested that Laurie wear a 5 inch heels
for the rest of the day, to get better accustomed to moving in
them.
At about noon, Kim gave Laurie her noon shot, and the two went
back downstairs for food. Laurie, of course, had her veggies, and
Kim, not wanting to make Laurie jealous, had a salad. The two ate
their lunch, and Kim suggested they start with the next lesson --
talking.
Kim generally glossed over the subject, but she showed a deep
knowlegde of gender roles in communication -- how girls are much
more verbal and descriptive, and how girls use nearly twice as
many words in everyday speech. Her studies in college paid off,
but her delivery left something to be desired; Laurie was having
trouble keeping up.
They went through proper sitting, eating, and even started a
little voice training.
RING! RING!
Kim answered the phone. "Hello.
"Hi Doug!
"Yeah, everything's okay, right now. She's cooperating. We
had a horrible night, though.
"No, it wasn't her fault.
"It was Russel. He ... he raped her. She got pretty beat up.
He hit me, too.
"Yes."
"Yes."
"No."
"She can't."
"I don't think so."
"Yeah, he's gone."
"Okay, I'll tell her."
"Okay, let me write that down."
"Oh. I'm sure she'll like that."
"I love you too. Bye."
CLICK.
"Dear, that was Doug. He sounded pretty mad after I told him
what happened. He asked me to apologize to you. He didn't want
that to happen. He said he would take care of Russel, and it
would never happen again.
"He also said he wants you to go to see a doctor. He said he
would call, and the doctor will make a house call, even today."
"Oh. I'll be okay, I think. I've had worse beatings in bars
before," Laurie said.
"Well, he just wants to be sure you're okay. He also said you
can eat real food for the next couple of days, to keep your
strength up while you heal. Wanna order a pizza?"
"Great!"
Kim opened an end-table drawer, and pulled out a Domino's
menu. The two girls discussed what they want. Kim wanted a New
York sausage and pepper pizza, but Laurie wanted a Chicago with the
works.
RING! RING!
Kim went for the phone.
"Hello."
"Yes."
"Dr. Luben, okay. Seven will be fine."
"Laurie, the doctor will be here at --"
Laurie interrupted her. "Seven?"
Kim smiled in return. "How 'bout we get both pizzas?"
Laurie smiled, as she handed Kim the menu. Kim made the call.
KNOCK! KNOCK!
Kim answered the door. "Can I help you?"
"Yes, I'm Dr. Luben."
"Come in. Laurie's in here."
"Hello, Laurie."
"Hello, doctor."
"Laurie, Doug has told me about your situation. He hired me
as a doctor before you got here, so I know all about you.
"Now, why don't you tell me what happened."
Laurie began, "I was just kinda beat up. A lot of bruises.
Nothing really that bad." She pulled up her shirt to show the
damage to her ribs.
"Hmm. Are you injured anywhere else?"
"No."
"Laurie, Doug already informed me what happened."
"Well --" She turned around and pulled down her jeans and her
panties, showing the doctor her rear. Laurie didn't need to say
another word. The doctor started examining her.
"The physical trauma doesn't appear that bad. But I still
want you to take some measures to prevent infection." He stood
her up, and directed her to pull up her pants. "I'm going to give
you a ten-day supply of amoxocillin, and I want you to use an
enema once a day for the next 5 days, just to keep everything
clean."
He reached into his bag, and pulled out two fleet enemas, and
a large jar of antibiotics. He handed her the enemas, saying "This
will keep you until you have can get some more. He then counted
out 30 pills on the kitchen counter, putting them into a smaller
bottle. "And these are all the pills you will need. Start both
treatments tonight.
"Now, you've been on the hormonal treatment since Friday?"
the doctor asked.
"Yes."
"What is the timetable?
"Every for hours."
"When was the last?"
"Around 4 I guess."
"And they've been regular?"
"Yes, except for last night. Russel gave me five shots in
the middle of the night, at 4 a.m., I guess. I missed my 8:00
this morning."
"Very well. I want to take a blood sample to get a
premilinary reading of your adjusted levels. I'll also administer
the next shot."
Laurie nodded in compliance. The doctor took a syringe from
his bag and drew 5 CCs of blood from her fingertip. He then gave
her the hormones, more skillfully and less painfully than anyone
else had.
"Thank you Laurie. I hope you feel well. I'm going to
schedule another appointment in two weeks, to make sure
everything's fine."
"Thank you, doctor."
Kim saw him to the door, and just as he was leaving, the pizza
arrived. Kim paid for the meal, and the two sat down in front of
the TV for another girl's night.
By 11:30, the movie was over, and Laurie had finished an
entire pizza. "I don't feel so good," Laurie moaned.
"Whatsa matter?"
"I think I'm gonna be sick," Laurie said, holding her hands
over her stomach.
"Do you want --"
Laurie raced for the bathroom. She made it before she threw
up, but barely.
"Are you okay?" Kim asked sheepishly, knowing that Laurie
wasn't.
"Yeah. I think I just ate too much. I feel better know."
"I'll get you something," Kim said. She walked to the kitchen
and poured a glass of orange juice for Laurie. She also grabbed
a bag of plain pretzel sticks.
"Eat these. You'll feel better."
Laurie reached for the pretzels, but before she even made
contact, whe turned and ran for the bathroom again.
Kim placed the food on the table, and went by Laurie's side.
"You'll be okay," she reassured her.
Laurie eventually stopped vomiting, and the two girls got
ready for bed. Kim helped Laurie with t he medical procedures,
and both girls prepped themselves for the night.
Kim walked Laurie through the things all girls must do before
bed -- the washing, the exfoliating -- girl stuff. The two were
ready for bed, and Kim walked Laurie to her room. She took care
of Laurie, tucking her in Bed and turning out the light as she
left the room.
"Kim," Laurie said in the darkness. "I don't want to be alone
tonight. Not in this room."
"I understand," Kim said, turning the light back on. "Do you
want to sleep in my room?"
Laurie smiled. "Okay." She grabbed a pillow and the
comforter and the two walked into Kim's room.
Laurie put the blanket and pillow on the floor, and laid down.
"Laurie, you don't have to sleep on the floor. We can share a
bed. It's okay -- it's something girls do all the time."
Laurie smiled, and climbed into bed. Kim turned off the
lights and joined her, but not before setting an alarm for 4 a.m.
Apart from waking at 4 and at 8 for shots, the girls slept,
holding each other through the night.