"Wake up, honey. Wake up its time to go to work", said a voice.

Jason could not think straight, where was he at home. The voice was it his girlfriend. What had happened?

"Come on wake up, your going to tell me everything" it spoke again and Jason stated to remember.

Jason opened his eyes and there grinning down at him was the black leather clad leader of the Nazi amazons. He tried to move but his whole body felt so week, and also he was unable to move his arms and legs.

"Don’t worry the drugs will wear off eventually" She spoke.

"But not until it is to late for you" she added with an evil smile.

Jason’s memory came flooding back to him. After being captured and stripped the girls had taken him off to a private room. There he had been toyed with by the girls, mercilessly played with, kissed fondled even spanked. But he had not broken and did not talk. Eventually the leader had returned said something about the FEM process, that was when he felt a sharp prick and then darkness, they had drugged him.

"Well Well, your in a lot of trouble aren’t you, letting yourself be captured by a group of woman, who believe that men are only good for one thing." She spoke again.

"Ill never speak" said Jason, some of the feeling starting to return to his body and giving him strange feelings indeed.

"Oh but you will, darling" she replied.

"You see we have perfected this technique and found that men are most vulnerable to suggestion when they feel their most humiliated or embarrassed" As she spoke she stepped forward, to the large table Jason was lying on.

Jason Shifted slightly uncomfortable on the table, something did not feel right, his body, no his clothing. It was as though something was tickling him and almost stimulating him at the same time. Not an unpleasant feeling, but very alien to him.

Then as the leader got close Jason lifted his head.

"NO YOU SICK BITCH NO WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME" he screamed out in complete horror

As he looked down he saw the cause of this strange feeling against his skin.

He was dressed as a girl, but not just any girl in a PINK FRILLY FRENCH MAIDS COSTUME. And judging by how exposed he felt a short one as well.

"You look gorgeous," said the leader now laughing out loud.

"No take it off of me" said Jason, starting to feel very embarrassed by his predicament.

"Well perhaps later" she said.

"You see this is all part of the Fem process. Men really have a problem with ladies clothing. Ever see a guy trying to buy underwear for his girlfriend. He looks so terrified standing in amongst all the pretty undies. An that is just looking at it in public. But you, your dressed in the stuff from head to toe." She said and as if to prove this, tickled his stockinged foot.

Jason tried to flinch away but he wrists and ankles were held still in large metal blocks.

"You see while you were out cold, we gave you a bit of a make over. We shaved off all of that horrible body hair of yours and applied a generous helping of skin cream, to make your body more sensitive. As she spoke she slid her hand up Jason’s nylon clad leg. He felt her touch like no other woman had touched him before. The soft material felt incredible against his hairless smooth skin and he had to concentrate on not getting aroused.

"See, it feels lovely doesn’t it" said the leader, almost reading his thoughts.

"After that we put some cute little lacy panties on you, a nice push up bra with some falsies inside to make you more feminine. Then we slid on you some extra sheer to waist, lycra woven pantyhose and finally added your pretty little pink dress. Now its very sort I know but you will get use to it. Also we applied a thick layer of make up to your.." but Jason cut her off

"STOP IT STOP IT" he cried

The leader smiled down at him with a knowing look.

Jason was astonished at his reaction and knew he should have remained quite. He had let her know that it was too much for him, but just could not take any more of her telling him what they had done. He felt ashamed that he had been captured and now this, it was too much.

"Well it looks like we are ready to start" she said pressing a button under the table.

As she did the Metal restraints holding Jason’s legs slowly moved away from each other, effectively spreading his legs.

Jason looked down the table quite nervously, as the amazon pressed another button.

This time the restraints moved up the table and Jason’s legs bent at the knee, totally exposing him as his short dress rid up.

The amazon looked down at Jason, proud of he work. She slowly moved over him wrapping one arm behind his neck and lifted his head closer to hers.

"Now then, my little French maid TART, your going to tell me everything. Who you are, who you Work for and WHY you are investigating us" she said with a snarl.

Jason Had no where to go he could not even turn his head, as he closed and opened his eyelids he could feel the heavy make up on them. Another reminder he had been femenised.

"Ill Ill never talk" she said now aware of how worried he sounded.

"Oh yes you will" replied the Amazon sounding much more in control than him. As she spoke she lifted Jason’s head higher then turning her own to look at his femenised body. She slowly ran her hand up his pantyhosed thigh, getting dangerously close to going UNDER HIS SKIRT.

"Now Start talking" She ordered, as her hand crept higher

"OWW NOO", were Jason’s only words as he felt her strong hands only inches from his panties.

This was terrible Jason had been trough every training programme in the world and had been captured and interrogated on several times, but nothing like this. He felt so helpless like putty in her hands, well except for one part of him.

Try as he might Jason had be unable to stop himself getting slightly aroused and hoped to god she had not noticed. He tried all his training techniques, but nothing could help him with the constant reminder he was covered from head to toe in feminine attire. An now about to be molested in them.

"Tell me everything" she said in a thick husky tone.

"Tell me everything, an I will stop and put you into some male clothing" she said and slid her fingers up reaching Jason’s pantied and pantyhosed covered cock.

Jason just managed a whimper as she gently caressed him.

"OK then have it your way" she smiled and standing up grabbed Jason’s cock and gave it several long squeezes.

Jason turned his head away in shame, he licked his dry lips and it tasted of peach, no they even put lipstick on him. She was now starting to squeeze his cock relentlessly through the panties and tights, giggling and laughing as she did

Now Jason was wondering how long before he faced the ultimate humiliation and was forcibly made to ejaculate in them.

Janice moved like a woman possessed. A one-woman army dropped through an open sky light, showering the guards below with glass.

They never knew what hit them. As she landed on muscular legs and leapt at them. Knocking two our cold with her super strong frame, she rolled and turned to face the others.

The woman still out numbering her charged. But Janice just smiled and as the first two just bounced off of her she hit the third full in the face lifting her off of the ground and into a wall the opposite side of the room.

A woman appeared at the other end through a doorway. Shocked at the scene around her, she stood open-mouthed for a while, then ran.

Janice smiled and made after her. She heard the voice of Rebecca in her ear.

"Janice be careful we don’t know how many of them there are, are what fire power they have" she said.

"Just bring them on" Janice replied.

Jason could only whimper now, his eyes closed and his head tuned away at the unspeakable act that was happening to him.

The Nazi Amazon was now massaging him at full speed and Jason knew he would not hold out much longer.

"Come on sweetie, let me have it" she begged.

"Of course if you talk I’ll let you hang on to it," she added.

It was so tempting; Jason had never been in this position before and did not know how to handle it. Dressed like a female tart and forcibly milked into a pair of frilly lacy panties and silky tights. It was too much; he could not bare the shame.

"Last chance" said the Nazi and really speeded up her hand action. Whilst running her hand over Jason’s pretty pink dress as she did. Every thing she did or said was to humiliate him; just touching him in the dress made him cringe. He knew he was lost as he felt him self-shake.

Then suddenly it happened. The nazi gave his nylon-covered head a big squeeze and massaged it quicker than before.

Jason moaned a long moan as he shot uncontrollably straight into the tights and panties. It felt incredible, Jason was so ashamed. The pleasure he felt could not be denied.

"You love it Don’t you" screamed the amazon, as she continued to stroke him

"OH YES YES YES" Jason blurted out, horrified at his own words.

Then she stopped as Jason felt his own cum squashed up against himself, trapped in the lycra tights.

"Well done Jason, you are half way to becoming my full time maid". As she spoke she started running her hand up and down his inner thigh. As she did a beaten Jason was shocked as he started to get erect again. No how could she do this to him, how could she make him love it so much.

"Now then, let’s start again" she started to speak.

"Please please, not again" begged Jason his eyes half open

"Yes only this time, by the time I have finished you will be broken" and with that she started to work Jason’s cock to hardness again.

Janice caught her prey and grabbing her by the skirt lifted her over her head. Just as several women approached to investigate the screaming coming from the girl.

"Quick sound the alarm, he have intruders" shouted one.

Janice thinking fast threw the girl straight at the others and levelling a few caught them off guard.

She then ran head long into the rest and like a huge bowling ball, sent them in all directions.

Those left standing ran in a complete panic. Janice caught one and throwing her against at wall squashed her flat with her muscular body.

"OK BITCH, WHERE IS MY FRIEND", She shouted.

"Fuck off" was the only reply.

"Well then I guess its SPANK TIME" threatened Janice slapping her large strong hand on the wall next to the Nazi’s head.

The nazi looked at the hand then Janice then her hand again, she swallowed hard.

Jason almost passed out with the orgasmic pleasure that was riding over him, time and time again.

"Who are you" demanded the Nazi

"Nooooo, I won’t" pleaded Jason, ready to break.

"Then you’re my tart aren’t you, my tarty little maid" she spoke again.

"Now who are you" this time she sped her hand up and Jason nearly orgasmed again.

"Please stop" he begged

"Not like this, no more", he continued

"Then say it Tart" and I might stop.

Jason closed his eyes and weakly spoke.

"I I’m your tart" he said softly.

"Louder, I can’t hear you" mocked the Nazi

"I’m your tart, your tarty maid, Now please stop, please" he begged.

"OK then" she replied and whilst she ran her hands all over his legs and cock Jason exploded again this time for even longer.

"Good little tart in tights" said the Amazon

"Now lets see what we can make you do, by orgasm number three" and once more started her onslaught on the helplessly broken man beneath her.

Janice watching from a computer monitor could hardly believe her eyes. She had suffered at the hands of the Nazi amazons before and knew what evil bitches they could be. But this was too much, poor Jason.

"Where are they", she asked the Nazi again.

"I I" stammered her captive.

Janice raised her hand one more time.

"OK OK, please no more, I can’t take it" replied the Nazi.

"There in the basement, it’s the only room on the lower level. If the door is locked from the inside, there is only one way in; through an viewpoint in the ceiling" she quickly spoke. Her eyes fixed on Janice’s raised hand.

Janice stood up and let the Nazi fall to the floor; she landed on her very sore pantyhosed butt. Janice tossed her, her skirt as she raced for the basement room.

"Oh come on just one more, for you Nazi, Mistress" laughed the amazon, playing with Jason’s helpless nylon covered cock and legs. She had brought him to orgasm at least three times now and Jason was ready to totally submit to her.

"Please no more, not again" he pleaded.

"Then talk and call me mistress" She commanded

Jason relaxed his whole body, milked dry, beaten, drugged humiliated, violated he gave in.

"Please stop Mistress and I will talk" he said in total shame.

"Good them tell me your name", she said starting to get Jason aroused with her touching and stroking again.

"Jason, my name is Jason, Mistress" He said and sighed.

"Good little tart, see that was easy wasn’t it." She smiled.

"Now tell me who are you" She continued, both her hands up Jason’s skirt.

"I I’m your little pantyhosed tart, mistress. Your tart in frilly panties" he said flushed with embarrassment.

"No you silly boy" giggled the Nazi

"I’m mean who do you work for" she asked again.

Janice was an experienced combat soldier, even before she came to work for Control; she was skilled in subterfuge. So as she quietly lowered herself to the floor of the basement room. Neither Jason nor his evil tormentor was aware she was there.

"My name is Jason and I work for CO" Jason started. But the Amazon never heard the end of the sentence, for she received the shock of her life. When a large finger tapped her on her shoulder.

"What is this interruption" she spun around only to be faced with Janice glaring down upon her.

"Remember Me," said Janice through gritted teeth.

"WH WHAT, B But H HOW, COULD" replied terrified Nazi"

Unable to control her temper any longer, Janice whacked her straight in the solar plexus. The Nazi screamed in agony and almost fell to the floor. But Janice caught her and spinning her around through her upon the table and on Jason.

"OK Bitch, payback time" said Janice a grin forming on her face.

"No what please, what are you going to do?" said the Nazi getting quite scared.

She did not have to wait long as Janice grabbed her leather skirt and ripped it to shreds.

"Second time to day I have had to this" she said and with that stated to administer a spanking on the Nazi’s pantyhosed backside.

Jason was barely aware of what was happening, was that Janice, but what was she doing.

WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK. Blow after blow rained down on the Nazi’s butt as she squealed in pain.

"Ow you bitch, stop she shouted, nobody gives me a spanking and oh, ow stop it this, OW OW" screamed the Nazi in agony.

"Bet you wish you had not made me so strong now eh" Laughed Janice getting quite carried away as she laughed and the wiggling and squirming Nazi in her clutches.

Jason tried to speak but was too weak; the effects of the session were too much. He was sore and did not think he could cum again. But as Janice continued the spanking, the nazi wriggling about was rubbing her pantyhosed pussy against his once again stiffening cock.

Rebecca had been speaking into Janice’s earpiece for some time now, but she was not having any effect. Janice had lost control; she had to stop her but how.

"You bitch, torment my friend would you, lets se how you like it" Janice getting carried away was almost enjoying the payback she was giving out.

The Nazi kicked her legs wildly about and once again the effect on Jason’s cock was too much. Letting out a moan he shot uncontrollably into his soaking panties and tights.

As he did the Nazi unable to withstand anymore stopped wriggling and passed out.

Janice now aware of her self just stood there her hand raised high as the Nazi slid off of Jason’s body.

"Please Janice get me out of here" he begged.

"Oh Jason you poor thing" she said. Then with out any effort quickly tore away his metal restraints.

"Don’t try and stand darling" she said

"I’ll carry you out"

"No really it’s" started Jason but he knew he was to weak to walk out, let alone run.

So in a final act of humiliation Jason’s feminized form was carried from the chamber in the strong arms of Janice.

"You better get out quick, Satellite reports, several vehicles moving in the direction of the Nazi base" Said Rebecca into Janice’s ear piece.

Janice had no trouble making her way back to the roof and soon they were heading towards the CONTROL base.

"Is Jason OK" asked Janice.

"Yes" replied control

"But after his ordeal at the hands of the Nazi Amazons, I have sent him on leave, effective immediately" he added.

The two girls looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

"Well with the information that we have gained from this operation we will be ready for the Nazi’s the next time and not underestimate them" Control started the debriefing.

"We know they put a lot of research into mind control and drugs" he continued

"Any news about Agent Clare" asked Rebecca

"I’m afraid, after an extensive scan of the area, we have found nothing. We are going to have to report her missing in action"

Control continued the debriefing.

"PUT HIM IN TIGHTS" Screamed a group of girls.

Jason turned to see a whole army of amazons charging at him.

He was completely naked and started to run. But it was no good hundreds of girls no thousands descended on him from all sides. All shouting the same thing

"PUT HIM IN TIGHTS AND MAKE HIM CUM" they all cried.

Jason tried to escape but they closed from all sides. An as the mob descended dozens of hands grabbed him all over and started to slide him into a pair of pink lacy tights.

Jason could see the whole world, Nazi amazons in charge in every corner of the earth and everyone one of them queuing up to make him cum.

Jason Woke up with a start, his whole body covered with sweat.

Oh God when would these awful nightmares stop. He got out of bed, totally naked and walked across his room. He took a drink of water and looked up into a mirror. That evil bitch how could she. Jason’s body hair had not grown back, yet and as he looked himself over, he noticed how smooth and feminine his legs looked. Then as his eyes travelled further up he closed his eyes and cringed. Opening them again he looked between his legs, how could she? Jason looked yet again in horror at his crotch. His pubic hair neatly trimmed into a petite little heat shape and dyed shocking pink. A constant reminder of his captivity at the hands of the amazons. Jason went back to sleep and prayed for a peaceful night.