Future of Porn

“*FOREWORD*

The following chapter is part of a single novel length story relating a journey of awakenings, discovery, and growth involving a small group of people. This story should read fairly well all alone, but…

By clicking on a blue Wm_Sexspear, you’ll be taken to my Profile; at the bottom of the page you’ll find a list of all the currently available chapters. THIS SHOULD MAKE IT EASY TO READ THEM ALL, IN SEQUENCE, WHICH IS HEARTILY SUGGESTED so the reader can follow the story line, character development, and catch the inside jokes.

Many of these chapters could go into several different Literotica story categories. Many chapters could go into either First Time, Erotic Couplings, Lesbian, OR Incest, for example.

Specific example: in Chapter 1 there’s a small amount of male-male sex. Yet the sex comes about in reaction to female induced arousal. A number of ladies have said it turns them on to picture two guys, just like the idea of girl-girl sex is arousing to many males. Yet Chapter 1’s purpose is to supply important background regarding the heterosexual development of 2 young men, so I’d hope a straight, bi, or gay reader could relate to and enjoy that chapter.

Chapters 2~4 features voyeurism by two inexperienced young males and exhibitionism by a female, but also includes experimental lesbianism between sister’s. If you enjoy sex, there should be something [actually a lot of somethings] in it for almost everyone. LOL

Final example, Chapter 50 will be under Mind Control. Unlike many entries in this category, it fits in there because circumstances allow a female to have her every sexual whim acted out by 4 other people in a hopefully credible way.

Thank you. W_S

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*Chapter 2 - Two Boys See A Lot Of Two Sisters*

Even though we were finally Seniors, our love lives hadn’t improved much. Still much desire, but little opportunity.

Our old two-room school was sold to Dean Anderson; he’d turned it into a decent little one-bedroom home. The county built a regional school a year earlier. Now all the kids in the county were bused to a single location. The county had even added a day/night college program so a country resident could earn their Freshman credits locally, then transfer as Sophomores to any state college.

Both of Jim’s sister’s had signed up for that program. His oldest sister Lynn had graduated two years ago, but didn’t have the bucks for college then, so she’d worked to save up more money. Now she could complete her Freshman year, along with Beth, for practically a song. Lynn was one sharp cookie, for her the workload was easy enough for her to continue working as she schooled.

Our centralized school didn’t really mean there were many more girls around. Yeah, there were a few more, but they all lived pretty far away. Only Diane Moravik from the closed Hamm Elementary school at the North end of the county ever captured my imagination.

The second Friday in May had been as ordinary as every other day until Jim pulled me aside at recess, obviously excited about something. Using his best conspiratorial tones he hissed, “Tell your folks you gotta stay at my house tonight and stay for the weekend! Tell ‘em we’re starting a science project, and…and…we need to talk a lot. What ever you do, JUST ARRIVE BY 6:30.”

No matter how much I pleaded I couldn’t get him to spill his secret, but his permanent shit-eating grin assured me I wanted to be there.

From our farm, it was about a mile and a half to Jim’s house. Flying home, I raced through my chores. Luckily I had no problem getting the OK for my over-nighter. Since Jim had stayed at our place the last couple times, it wasn’t at all unexpected that I was going to his house. My curiosity was killing. Determined to be there by 6, a half-hour early, I pedaled my ass off getting to Jim’s.

At first I thought something had gone wrong, their station wagon was gone. Turned out Jim was there, but his folks had gone to his Mom’s 20-year High School reunion in Iowa. Immediately Jim got the third degree from me. Finally, finally, he took me up to his bathroom.

“What do you see?” Jim asked.

His Dad had begun re-modeling their ancient plumbing. He’d ripped out some dumpy old cabinets, the tiny medicine chest, and a crappy old light. There was no mess; he’d cleaned up everything so they’d still be able to use the room. With the old-fashioned light gone, you had to use a very bright work light he’d hung in one corner. With the old towel rack gone, towels and toiletries were now stacked on a little table. Still, the room seemed perfectly usable to me, so what was the big deal?

Jim’s grin widened if that’s possible. “Come here”, he giggled as he trotted back to his room. He slid open the wide door to his huge closet. “What do you see?”

“A closet.” I replied sarcastically.

Stay there! Jim closed his blinds. Reaching for the light switch he said, “NOW what do you see!”

The moment his room darkened I understood his glee. With the cabinets removed, the only thing between his room and the bathroom was a wall of quarter inch thick tongue and groove cedar…and some of the knots had fallen out. Obviously we could see into the second floor bathroom through almost a dozen small holes.

As if that wasn’t enough, having to use the work-light meant the room was lit as brightly as a movie set. There were clear views of the toilet, the shower, everywhere in the room in fact. The old shower had already been replaced with a clear glass enclosure. For the next few days we could see EVERYTHING that went on in the bathroom! Hot Damn!!

Jim was dancing! “Beth and Lynn are playing softball with a girl’s team tonight. With my folks away all we gotta do is wait here till my dirty, sweaty sisters get home and need a…”

“Shower!!” we shouted in unison. Reading each other’s mind, we started chanting “We’re seeing pussy! We’re seeing pussy!” Within a minute I had a big time boner from the anticipation.

Doing everything we could think of to be prepared, we quickly ate, pissed and grabbed some tissues. A space was cleared in the closet so we could move to any hole without tripping or making any noise hopefully. Then we silently waited, but not for long thank God.

About 6:45 we heard Lynn’s old heap pull into the drive. Our hearts began pounding. Without me touching myself, my penis began to stir. Ever the optimists, Jim and I had stripped so we could jack off easily if things went as we hoped.

A minute later Beth popped into the bathroom; in a heartbeat her pants and panties were at her ankles as she sat peeing. Already I was in near shock; me…I had glimpsed Beth’s pussy!

With Beth leaning forward; I could hear her pee hitting the water. Wistfully I stared at her long legs, excited more by knowing she was half-naked than by actually being able to see very much normally hidden flesh at that moment. Already fully erect, I slowly pumped my tingling erection.

Her water trickled to a stop; she had to reach to the table for toilet paper. As she did, her legs spread wide apart…I could see everything! My hand sped up. When she wiped herself, she opened her slit with one hand, then dabbed with the other. From actually seeing her pink flesh, I nearly came. Finished, Beth stood, giving me a perfect front view of her pussy. As she turned to flush, I saw her fantastic ass. Oh how my dick jumped.

I can only guess that she was a little tight from the game. Beth slowly bent over from the waist to touch her palms to the floor; for at least a minute she held them there as she stretched her leg muscles out. My brain was overloaded; I was staring directly into her wide open pussy. Equally visible was her anus; her cheeks were taut and spread. Like a bolt of lightning had struck me, I came hard, fast, and without warning.

My young brain and body had never been so stimulated, my head was spinning as if I’d fallen and hit a rock. My orgasm arrived so suddenly that I didn’t have a tissue ready, so I cupped my free hand over the end of my cock. The warmth of my hand plus the heat and texture of my trapped sperm took me to even greater heights. Not falling was a struggle.

My orgasm was just starting to abate when Beth made one last stretching grunt, then slid her hands to her waistband to pull everything back into place. After rinsing her hands, Beth left the room. Slowly I stroked myself for the next couple minutes; the tingling and little shudders of pleasure that lingered were heavenly.

On our side of the wall it was do dark that I could barely make out Jim next to me. With his eyes shut, he was slowly stroking himself as well. Because his pole was still waving, I guessed he hadn’t come. Locating tissues, I cleaned my hand. Listening carefully, I somewhat heard the girls speaking back and forth, but couldn’t catch much of what was said.

No more than two minutes later, Lynn came into the room with an armful of her softball uniform. Most of a pair of panties and a bra cup dangled out of the pile. Knowing those items had just been touching her breasts and pussy caused me to groan inside as I had a split-second fantasy about being her underwear for a day.

Lynn dumped her clothes into a hamper that I couldn’t see. There wasn’t much else to see for the moment because she was wearing a big plush robe. Turning, Lynn left. Moments later, Beth strolled in with her soiled clothes. Dumping them off, she left. I did spot her sports bra, God it looked soft. The pervert in me decided it would be fun to steal it so I jerk off into one of her cups some time. My dick started to firm up just a little.

Still wearing their robes, Lynn and Beth both entered the room, still yaking up a storm. Apparently one of the girls on the team had a good looking brother at the game who was home from college for a short visit. They were moaning about how good-looking he was, and bemoaning the fact that the only few guys their age in our area were clods.

Hearing them talk about how much he turned them on was a revelation for me as I listened to them fantasizing about getting him alone somewhere. Just as they were starting to giggle about getting him naked, Lynn turned on the shower drowning out most of their conversation. Too bad, it was exciting the hell out of me.

Abruptly their chatter became the farthest thing from my mind; both girls slipped out of their robes. Suddenly I was seeing two dreamy, naked, young girls, both of whom had driven my hormones nuts for several years. Now they were just a couple feet away. Seeing his sisters stark naked was too much for Jim; I heard his breathing change. From the rustling sounds, I gathered he was coming hard into a tissue. Frankly, I was too busy taking in Lynn’s body to pay much attention to Jim.

The two sisters looked so much alike it was uncanny, still, there were minor differences. Lynn’s breasts were capped with puffy areolas and shorter, but thicker nipples. Her pussy hair was a little more blonde. Quickly kneeling, I peered through a waist height hole. God almighty, I was staring right into her slit as she did something involving a temporary mirror on the wall. Beth was moving around the small room also. Her pussy was suddenly so close I not only saw every detail, I even caught a whiff of her scent. My dick became 100% alive. No matter what the girls did, I had something wonderful to look at.

This part of the show only lasted a few minutes. Yet already I felt my sac getting tight; I’d have come hard in another minute, except they headed into the shower. Thanks to the enclosure having clear glass doors, I could still see a lot, but the transition distracted me enough that I calmed down somewhat. To be able to stroke my penis a little easier, I stood again.

Once they were in the shower, I couldn’t hear a thing the girls said, but I sure could see several dreams come true…two girls taking a shower. They were certainly talking up a storm, plus giggling a lot while gesturing with their hands. Lynn turned away from Beth who began washing her back.

After a minute she’d worked down to Lynn’s butt. Seeing how Lynn’s flesh moved as it was being massaged was incredible. Finally, sporting a big grin, Beth slid a soapy hand down Lynn’s crack, then continued on to between Lynn’s leg. Lynn let out a squeal that I clearly heard. Spinning around, laughing, Lynn grabbed Beth’s face, then gave her a quick kiss.

Even through the whole thing looked like pretty innocent play, it got my imagination racing. Clear seminal fluid was readily oozing from my slit. I Rubbing it the length of my shaft, I started to slide my cock through my fist instead of pumping it.

Still grinning, still jawing non-stop, Lynn turned Beth around to soap her back. Lynn performed a combination of washing and massage on Beth. After a couple minutes, Beth seemed to be relaxing, truly enjoying herself. It was an amazing sight seeing those beautiful girls in a private moment that a boy might never get to see. It was like the first time I stepped into a clearing only to realize I was just feet away from a doe with a couple of fawns at her side…one a life’s perfect moments.

By this time Lynn had worked her hands onto Beth’s molded ass. Lathering her hands up with soap once more, Lynn returned to Beth’s fantastic butt. This time Lynn also worked soap into her crack, then down briefly between Beth’s legs. Lynn kneaded Beth’s butt all over; using her strong fingers and thumb to work deeply into her flesh. Oh how I wished, so hard, that it could be my hands on her ass.

So she could sit on the seat at the end of the fancy tub, Lynn traded places with Beth. Once seated, Lynn gave the back of Beth’s long legs the same treatment; starting at the ankles, Lynn worked her way upwards. Beth parted her legs to give Lynn full access to her thighs. Eventually Lynn ended up with her hand in the gap between Beth’s legs, damn that looked hot.

Finally Beth stood. Both girls lathered their hands until they were covered with soap. Presumably they were going to finish washing themselves. After putting down their bars of soap, Beth and Lynn ended up facing each other. However Beth grinned as she began half washing and half tickling Lynn’s midriff. Smiling back, Lynn began lathering Beth’s neck and face.

I had no way of knowing that the next few minutes would change my life forever.

Chapter 3

No longer tickling Lynn; Beth was she was lazily lathering Lynn’s navel. Her hands next slowly worked from above Lynn’s navel, down to just short of her pubic hair, then upwards over Lynn’s tummy again and again. Lynn’s hands had moved onto Beth’s shoulders, massaging them all the way down to the muscles just above Beth’s breasts. Both girls had stopped speaking shortly after Beth’s tickle attack; they seemed to freeze for half a minute. Their soapy hands stopped moving.

The misty shower caused white lines of soap to stream down their bodies. Both girls appeared to be looking deeply into each other’s eyes.

Like a deer caught in headlights, Beth stood frozen. My heart began hammering at my chest as it struck me that Lynn’s hands were slowly sliding down onto Beth’s breasts. Her movements seemed so cautious, it seemed as though Lynn was silently asking permission. Ever so gently, Lynn began to fondle Beth. Tenderly Lynn’s hands lathered both of Beth’s breasts completely, several times. Eventually Lynn ended up mostly working the area around Beth’s nipples, nipples which clearly responded by growing long and thick.

Still frozen, eyes closed, Beth’s hands had remained motionless just an inch below Lynn’s beautiful bosom. Lynn’s hands stopped their pretense of lathering in favor of cupping Beth’s breasts with a nipple was pressed into each palm. Tentatively, halting several times, Lynn leaned toward Beth, holding a moment each time to allow Beth to protest; then finally kissing her ever so softly when she didn’t.

Lynn kissed Beth again, then again, and again. Each kiss was delivered as softly as the first. As Beth began returning Lynn’s kisses, each kiss became longer than the one before it. Soon Beth had opened her mouth, inviting Lynn to enter. Spellbound, I watched Lynn’s tongue slither into Beth’s mouth, then all around inside. Within a couple minutes the girls were taking turns exploring each other’s mouth.

Leaning back, Lynn smiled an absolutely angelic smile at Beth. Reaching for Beth’s hands, Lynn slid them down onto her breasts. Each girl started fondling her sister while staring into each other’s eyes.

Their intimacy was simply too much for Jim and I, we both came the instant his sisters began fondling each other’s teats. Not wanting to miss a moment, I planted my palm against the wall and my forehead against the back of that hand to steady myself at a peephole while my other hand made a tunnel for me to slide my erection through.

Sperm pumped through my penis, shooting onto the wall over and over. The feeling was magical. Yes it was only masturbating, but the live show had evoked a range of sensations that were both new and powerful. Overcome himself, Jim slid to his knees, groaning, sperm still oozing from the end of his dick.

The light spray having finally rinsed away all the soap, the girls were watching their hands on the breasts they were fondling. Beth held Lynn’s breasts in such a way that her puffy areolas pointed up towards Beth’s face. Beth looked into Lynn’s eyes, then bent forward to nurse on Lynn’s breasts. Tingling anew, I felt blood re-inflating my penis.

Lynn began stroking Beth’s hair as her sister tenderly suckled her. Serenely closing her eyes, obviously Lynn was enthralled with the feeling of Beth’s sweet mouth feeding upon her sensitive flesh. Utterly fascinated, I observed Lynn’s chest rise and fall as she took in extra-deep breaths.

Minutes later, Lynn reached for Beth’s face, which she turned up to give her the sexiest, most passionate kiss I’d even seen. That kiss lasted several minutes.

Maybe a minute into the kiss, Lynn’s hand slid down Beth’s right arm until she found Beth’s hand. Opening her stance, Lynn slowly moved Beth’s hand onto Lynn’s pussy. Holding the back of Beth’s hand, Lynn guided it in small circles, showing her sister how she wanted to be touched. The moment Beth got the proper rhythm, Lynn’s hand went back to Beth’s breasts. Moments later, Lynn’s right hand slid across Beth’s stomach until it latched securely on top of Beth’s young pussy.

It was obvious that Lynn soon found the perfect rhythm to please Beth because Beth’s knees nearly buckled. Lynn’s other hand quickly slid around to Beth’s ass to help support her sister.

To me it looked like a recovered Beth soon took the initiative in their protracted kiss. She seemed to drive her tongue into Lynn’s mouth. From my line of sight, the girls were at a slight angle, so I could see much of Beth’s ass, but not her pussy.

However, I could clearly see between Lynn’s legs. Feeling tired from two powerful orgasms, I decided to kneel again so I could view Lynn’s pussy better from the lower angle. Unblinking, I starred at her magnificent muff in fascination.

Without warning, Beth worked her middle finger between Lynn’s vaginal lips. Pulling the lips around her middle finger somehow, Beth slid her trapped finger up and down Lynn’s slit. My inner embers began smoldering yet again.

Just as I was absorbing this latest development, Beth clearly slid her finger inside of Lynn. My brain burst into flame, hormones coursed throughout my system.

Lynn reacted like a woman possessed. Still in the midst of their marathon kiss, Lynn tilted Beth backwards. I suspected she was trying to drive her tongue clear down Beth’s throat. Lynn’s free hand slid up from Beth’s ass to the middle of her back, supporting her weight. The weight shift moved the pair until I was seeing my best view yet of Beth’s sweet pussy. A lucky thing to, because I got to see Lynn slip her middle finger into Beth. If Lynn hadn’t been holding her sister, I think she would’ve collapsed, I could tell Beth went nearly limp for a moment.

“I’m going to arrange your baby doll so that it isn’t all bunched up, so just relax,” she informed me.

‘Wow, this nurse has a great bedside manor. Hey, let’s see if this button really will give me an extra shot of painkiller,’ I thought to myself as I pressed the button.

A warm rush of well-being, started to wash over me. I couldn’t voice my pleasure in any other way except to moan, and somewhere far off it sounded to me like a girl moaning, ‘Damn, this is some good shit,’ I thought as another warm wave washed over me and I lost consciousness.

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“Well doctor, how is our patient coming along?” Ms. Sterndackle asked, sitting behind her desk, nervously drumming a pencil on the desktop.

“Warden, Harry is progressing faster than I had anticipated. Of course, I didn’t have the facilities that you have made available to me, before. It’s funny that the thing that sent me to prison, is being used to rehabilitate a scumbag like Harry,” Dr. Callie Mannatter replied, sitting in the leather chair across the desk from the warden. “He has discovered his morphine button and unlike those set up in hospitals, this one has been set at a very high dosage, and Harry is using it generously. He is staying so stoned that I think I will start in on his other side without sending him back to his cell. By the end of the month, he should be completely addicted to the morphine. I should have both of his hands done and his feet. His pelvis is mending quite well and the vocal cords are so tight that the next time he speaks you won’t be able to hear him unless you are a member of the Canine Family. Additionally, there is no way you will ever see an Adams apple on that throat. I have taken three inches out of his legs and he is missing three ribs now. The over all shrinking of his skeletal structure is on schedule as well. When I have finished with him, his bones will be lighter and smaller.”

“You will, be able to get me the transplant materials that I requested, won’t you warden?” Callie asked.

“Yes, like you said, we can’t request the exact parts we want but you can harvest them directly by declaring a radiation victim with multiple needs. We can then have the whole donor sent here on minimal support and you can take what you want,” Ms. Sterndackle admitted. “The unauthorized research that you were charged with, you’re certain that you can actually, do it again?”

“I’ve done it twice so far. Never on a mentally alert person though, I used a couple of coma patients. If they ever wake up, they might die from the shock of finding themselves so radically different,” Dr. Callie tittered at her own joke, “I just hope that a donor is sent to us fairly soon.”

“How are the subliminals going?” the warden wondered, as she stood up and walked over to her coffee pot.

“The hypnotics are being pumped in with the morphine, he can’t put up any resistance to the tapes we run, while he isn’t fully conscious. Katie says that he has even, become comfortable in his baby dolls,” Dr. Callie let out a self-satisfied snicker. “He has been trying to speak along with the tapes as they command him, even though his jaw is wired. Have you thought of what name you plan to give him, we should start adding that to the tapes right away. You don’t want him to be able to tell anyone his name, do you?”

The warden sat in reflection for a short while and stated, “Horatia Harlie Hoard, that will be her new name. Befitting her rap sheet, which we are in the process of producing, don’t you think?”

Callie giggled, with her hand over her mouth, “I like it. I’ll get started with her programming right away. You, are sure that you want the whole treatment?”

“I want even more than you did to the others. I want your imagination to get to work on everything that you can do, to maximize our goals. I want you to make sure that no matter if she has been sleeping in a gutter, she looks absolutely gorgeous. I want everyman that sees her to immediately have an erection and start drooling. Do you think that you can accomplish that?”

Dr. Callie gave her a diabolical grin saying, “I think so. Now, here is what I need you to set up for me…”

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‘Oh man,’ I thought, ‘time for another push of the magic button.’

I pressed it and waited for the warm elation to wash over me and take my pain with it. I didn’t even think about why the pains I am now experiencing, were now in different places. How my pain seemed to lessen in my right foot, only to reappear in my left one. It didn’t even bother me that the push button became bigger, when one day it appeared in my left hand after being in my right for so long.

I was a little alarmed when I heard, “Hello there Horatia, how are you feeling this morning?”

‘Who in the hell is Horatia?’ I thought, but for some reason I knew she was taking to me.

“Pretty darn good, I’ll bet. Well, this is Dr. Mannatter speaking, and I thought I would prepare you personally for your next surgery. This is going to be the last one, so don’t fret any. You have the easy job today, but for me, it is going to be a long one. I’ll see you in a couple weeks again, after your recovery.”

I felt a poke far off in my butt, although it barely registered in my drugged haze, as I drifted off to oblivion.

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“Alright nurse Goodbody, let’s get her into the operating room. The donors organs aren’t going to wait much longer,” Dr. Mannatter told her.

“Oh Dr. Callie, she should be so grateful for the wonderful job you have done, although I’m certain she won’t appreciate it for some time, if she ever does at all. (Giggle),” nurse Goodbody praised the doctor, as she helped push the gurney towards the surgery.

Dr. Callie giggled as well, “We sure got lucky with the donors. I never expected to be provided with three of them all at once. I’m going to be able to do something special with this one.”

“I hope you’ll let me massage the kinks out of your back after all of this intense surgery. Maybe after that, (giggle) you will enjoy having me tongue fuck you too,” nurse Goodbody licked her luscious lips seductively.

“If you don’t quit that Katie, I’ll forget all about Harry and do you right here, you vixen,” Dr. Callie threatened, “Anyway we’re going into the operating room and the other nurses will be jealous, so keep your motor running on idle till later, alright baby?”

Nurse Goodbody gave her a quick peck on the lips, “It’s a date!”

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I came swimming up slowly from a long strange dream. I became aware that I was wearing a pair of headphones, which someone removed almost immediately.

I was feeling kind of sick and tried to press the button that should be in my hand, but wasn’t.

“No more morphine pump for you, Missy. It’s time for you to get up out of that bed and get on with your training,” I heard Mistress Callie, tell me.

I opened my eyes to see the doctor’s smiling face right in front of my eyes. I could see nurse Katie Goodbody standing off to one side.

“Now just to prove to me that you are once again awake Harry, tell me your name?” she sweetly asked, still grinning like a Cheshire cat.

“Sure, my name is Horatia,” I replied, “No that’s not right, my name is Horatia! Wait, wha… my… name… is… Horatia! What in the fudge?” I quit with my mouth hanging open in shock.

I heard Katie titter in the background, while Callie laughed in my face. A devilish look came across her face and she pulled away a little and said, “Not long ago, you would have done almost anything to get your hands on these,” as she removed her blouse and bra, pressing those beautiful breasts almost against my lips, “You should be sporting a rock hard woody about now.”

She was right, I should be. My heart was pounding, my breath was short, and I was definitely excited, but no hard on. I concentrated on the area between my legs and it only felt as if I had wet myself, instead of the rigid meat I should be feeling.

‘Did all of that morphine make me sterile? Had the drugs chemically castrated me?’ I fretted.

“Oh, poor Horatia, she looks so frightened, doctor Callie. Maybe you should tell her why she doesn’t have an erection,” Katie Goodbody said in a rather condescending voice, grinning all the while.

“What a good idea Katie. Well Horatia, the reason you are not sporting a woody is simply that you no longer have the wood,” as impossible as it might have seemed to me, she smiled even wider knowing the effect that this information would have on me.

“What? You, castrated me? You can’t do this. It’s illegal! Nooooooo,” I screamed then fainted.

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“Now don’t you faint on me again Horatia. You need to realize, that you were not, castrated. Now if you will stop this sissy fainting routine and listen, I have more to tell you,” Mistress Callie told me, as I regained consciousness for the fourth time after she told me that my cock was no longer, my own.

“That’s better. Now you relax Missy, that is an order from your Mistress,” she ordered shaking her finger in my face.

Completely against my will, I found an intense blanket of calm descend over me.

“Good girl. Now, if you stay conscious for a few more minutes you may hear the rest, and get on with the rest of your life,” she sounded exasperated as she ordered me to listen.

Katie was holding my hand and patting it, “Callie remember, she is still weak from all of the time in bed…”

“Right, I’ll lighten up sweetens, but only for you. I don’t give one whit what this scumbag is feeling,” Callie exclaimed.

“Horatia, you need to thank your lucky stars for Katie here. She has been the only person in this whole prison who has tried to keep some very nasty things from happening to you,” Callie said, as she walked a little ways away, “I have an idea, Katie, why don’t you tell her about her new situation? I have better things to do.” With that Callie spun on her heals and left my room.

“Ughn, why do I feel so sick?” I moaned as every nerve in my body complained, and the room was doing flip-flops.

“Oh honey, I’m so sorry. Your suffering withdrawals from the morphine you were on for so long. Here, let me give you a little shot to just help you over the hump a little… but first will you do some thing for me?” she asked so smoothly and convincingly I would have been hard for me to think something was up, even if I had all of my wits about me.

“Anything, if you can make me feel a little better,” I smiled up at her as best as I could manage. I saw her take out a syringe and fill it from a little bottle.

“Well, this favor should be easy for you. All I want is that you, please, please try not to do anything to make Doctor Callie any madder. It is really hard on me to keep the others from doing things to you in retaliation for any little thing that you do. So please promise me that you will try, so that I can keep taking care of you. They have talked about using one of the other inmates as your nurse, but I think they will find someone who doesn’t really care about her patients, and that makes me feel sad for you. Do you think that you can try hard, for me?” she finished in an, oh so caring voice.

I got a tear in my eye and said, “Thank you for helping me,” I could hold back no longer… the hopelessness of my situation, and everything I had been told to this point came crashing in and I started weeping. Not your ordinary basic cry mind you, but the whole body wracking all out kind.

Katie hugged me while I sobbed, and dried my tears, saying soothing things while I had lost it entirely.

When I had started to calm down, I felt the sting of the injection as she poked me in the buttocks with the needle. Mere moments later I had a smile on my face and was in a warm floating blissful high.

“Do you feel better now baby?” Katie asked, while she held me sitting on my bed.

“Yes… I feel all warm and floaty. You are my best friend Katie. I know that I don’t deserve you, but knowing you are here for me, makes my heart soar,” I rambled, in the haze of the drug. Had I been a little straighter, I would have wanted to gag at the effeminate things I had just said to her.

“That’s alright baby, Katie is here for you…” she held me and rocked back and forth as I became ever so much more placid.

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As the trio reviewed the tape, Katie said, “Can you believe that turd is buying this drivel? I had to work so hard not to retch when I said it!”

“Was it that bad? She looks so different from Harry that it’s hard for me to think of her as the same person,” Ms. Sterndackle admitted, sitting in one of the office chairs next to the other two women, reviewing the tape of Horatia’s first awakening.

Dr. Mannatter piped in with, “Well since we were the ones who did the actual alterations, it probably is a little easier for us, to know that underneath that beautiful exterior, lays the disgusting and fetid mind of a rapist and blackmailer.”

“I have to admit that you did a splendid job on her, Callie. You two had better get back there, she should be coming around soon,” Ms. Sterndackle reminded them.

“Yes warden, I would like to thank you for the opportunity to prove my theories, and to save the other women incarcerated here from that pig,” Callie shook the warden’s hand as she stood to leave.

Katie, being the more emotional of the ladies, threw herself around the warden’s neck, hugging and kissing her, “Thank you warden. You are doing a wonderful thing for women everywhere!”

“Sometimes I have my doubts about that. Luckily, all I have to do is review Harry’s file, and I am once again totally convinced that we are doing what must be done,” Ms. Sterndackle sighed deeply shaking her head, “I just wish we didn’t have to.”

“Bye warden, we’ll keep you informed on how things are going, even though it is mostly Katie’s job for now,” Dr. Mannatter left with her nurse to check on Horatia.

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I came to, still feeling good and seeing the lovely face of my only friend, Katie.

“Hi, welcome back sweetie. Are you ready to take your first walk to the bathroom now? Come on, get that cute little tush out of the bed,” she said as she pulled me gently to the edge and I expected she was going to help me to my feet.

As my torso came more to a vertical posture, I felt… something I never in my life, expected that I would feel. My chest slid into my lap, “Oh god! What was that?”

Katie giggled, “Don’t be a silly girl. That is just your bosom’s natural motion, when you are not wearing your brassiere.”

I was shocked. Yet for some reason, I knew it was natural for a girl like me. My head was spinning trying to get a grip on why I would think it was natural. Then I unconsciously stood up. Well that’s not entirely correct, I tried to stand up and wound up having Katie steadying me. She helped me to my toes.

Try as I might I could not relax my foot to stand on the floor. I tried to take a step on point, but my feet just weren’t strong enough and I was forced to sit back down on the bed.

“What is wrong with my feet Katie?” I asked in astonishment.

“Oh Horatia, you know you need special corrective shoes to walk in, ever since your accident,” she chided me.

“I wish you would stop calling me that,” I asked her, as she bent down to place my feet into a pair of shoes from underneath the bed.

“What would you like me to call you sweetheart?” she asked, as she slipped my strangely tiny feet, into a pair of radically high heals.

“Please call me by my real name. Horatia,” I asked then tried to correct what I had said, “I mean the name I was born with, Horatia.”

Katie giggled a disarming titter and said, “That’s what I have been calling you dear.”

“Oh piffle! I give up! Call me Horatia then,” I said, even though I really wanted to use much stronger language.

“I sure will honey. Do you remember the rest of your name?” Katie bated me, as she did up the little strap across the top of my feet.

“My whole name is, Horatia Harlie Hoard. Oh dear lord, that’s even worse than my real name, Horatia Harlie Hoard!” I was so frustrated that even feeling as nice as the drugs were making me feel, I started to tear up.

“Now don’t you go, getting all emotional dearie, this is just going to be a quick sissy, and then it’s right back into bed,” she scolded me, as she finished putting my shoes on.

At least I think she put shoes on my feet, I could feel them, but it was impossible for me to see them with those giant bulges in my way, “I can’t see my feet,” I complained.

“Well I can tell you that you are missing a beautiful sight. These are two of the prettiest feet I have ever seen,” I could feel her gently caressing the top of my foot, which sent a sensuous shiver up my spine, making me quiver, “Now that’s enough stalling, come along, Horatia.” She pulled me over to the edge of the bed.

That’s when I realized that this couldn’t be, the Katie that I knew. This woman is an Amazon! She must be six foot or taller. Even her hands were bigger than mine are. Not to mention she was one strong girl, pulling me as easily as she was.

She tugged one last time, and my bottom slid from the bed as I dropped the short distance to the floor, and her strong arms kept me from falling over. I felt my chest pulling heavily downward in front of me, while it bounced and jiggled all over. My legs were weak and my knees felt like warm gelatin, as she slowly walked me to the water closet, as if I was eighty years old or something.

When we finally arrived, she turned me around facing away from the toilet?

‘Wait a minute,’ I thought, ‘I only have to go pee, why turn me around? Maybe I’m so weak that it’s safer to do it this way, so I won’t fall down if my knees go.’

Satisfied with that reasoning I suddenly felt Katie drop my baby doll panties to my ankles for me, and then she held up the top so I wouldn’t soil it when I sat down.

‘Well I guess it’s not so strange… she is a nurse and has seen lot’s of people naked before,’ I rationalized as I sat down on the seat.

‘It sure feels like my butt is covering more of the seat than usual,’ I casually observed, ‘I’m going to have to get to the gym when I get out of here.’

I relaxed the usual muscles and I nearly fainted. It felt like I was peeing out of my butt. My piss was spraying all over my ass too.

Katie must have seen all the blood drain out of my face because she asked, “What’s the matter, Horatia? Your face just turned really pale.”

“It felt like I was peeing out of my butt,” I almost screeched, having finished my sissy.

“Of course it did, that’s how we girls pee Horatia. It’s no big deal is it? Are you done now?” she queried with a matter of fact expression on her face.

I started to stand up and her strong gentle hands stopped me, “Horatia, you must be really out of it girl. Don’t forget to wipe yourself,” she chided with a little giggle.

I snatched a wad of toilet tissue and reached between my legs, and when I wiped my smooth creased gash, I screamed, and fainted dead away.

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When next I awoke, I felt myself floating in a strange unshakable state, I heard Mistress Callie say, “There that should keep her awake long enough for us to get her past the basic hurdles. She’s on enough Prozac to mellow out Richard Simons. She’s alright now, aren’t you sweetie?”

I felt Mistress Callie pinch my face to purse my lips with her hand.

“Hi gorgeous, didn’t I fuck you a while back?” I asked stoned out of my head, sitting up in my hospital bed and smiling.

“Actually no, I fucked you, and I fucked you real good,” she patted my cheek smiling at me.

“Aw that’s nice… cause I like you a lot. I always did like a lady with big boobies. Do you want to fuck me again? You can fuck me as good as you want, pretty lady,” I blathered, barely able to form words as stoned as I was.