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This is the sexual nightmare of the Vulvoid Transform.... Ready for a scare? Grab your penis now for reassurance.... You may never look at a girl or a pair of panties in the same way again...
Vulvoid Transform - part 1 By Lisa James (ljchange@hotmail.com)
This is the story of how my body was hijacked and how I became a sex
slave in my own body. It began on august 24, 2001 when I was hitch hiking
through a part of the American Oregon coast. I was just 18 and looked
younger, when my old car broke down on a back road near the town of
Jammieson. I sat for ages trying to hitch hike, the weather was getting
gloomy and the day was getting late when a modern van drove past me,
slowing down. Without stopping straight away the window rolled down and a
man looked critically at me, up and down before telling his driver to stop.
They pulled over and asked me if I was looking for a ride and if I needed
shelter. When I said yes to both counts they both seemed please and the
diver said:`the doctor will be happy - one of the girls is ready they say'.
I was starting to get nervous when the guys clammed up and just drove
quickly through the darkening sky. The destination was confusing - it was
a girl's home sponsored by a company called Genetech.
When I asked the guys what the place as, they just laughed - one of them
saying `this place specializes in finishing girls!' and they both laughed.
I asked them what they meant and they said `hang onto your dick boy - when
were done with you, you'll be able to feel a cunt whenever you want!'.
The van pulled up and they opened the door. I said I had changed my
mind and wanted to go. They said `don't make us force you please... It
will go easier on you later if your cooperative.'
The other guy said `yeah - if you cooperate we won't rape you after
you've been changed'. I was getting scared now, and demanded what they
meant by changed, but I got no answer. Leading me by the arm they led me
to a door.
A girl sat on the step and as I got closer I was shocked to see she was
sitting, spread legged in a school dress with her hand firmly holding and
feeling her vulva through some light blue panties. She was crying and
looked up as we approached, staring at the men she said `you bastards! Oh
god! Oh my god you bastards.... I can't bear it, I can't bear the feeling
- you have ruined my body! Oh god - I'm a girl! A girl!!! Please god no!
I can't stop touching it! I can't control myself! Ooooohhhhh! -
Oooohhhh! Ooooh' and she began moaning, thrusting her flat panty covered
girlhood into her rubbing hand, faster and faster until she was obviously
coming. I was transfixed, turned on and horrified at the same time. The
men pulled me harder past the girl who spread her legs further as we past
and obviously came. Her hand came away from her pubic mound and her gusset
became wet from her own orgasmic juices. As I was pulled through the door,
I thought I saw her panties moving of their own accord - a spasming kind of
throb as though they were gorging on her vaginal lubricants. She collapsed
in a sobbing heap as we walked through the door.
I was very afraid now, and asked the men what the hell was wrong with
the girl. They simply said `she doesn't like being a girl!' As we walked
down the corridor, we passed a number of rooms that also had girls in them.
In the first room, a lone girl had her panties to he knees and was staring
at her body in the mirror. She was looking horrified when the nipples on
her perfect pert breasts suddenly engorged and her horror became more
pronounced as her hand slid down her stomach to her bald vulva.
`Oh god - please don't make me touch it!' she mouthed and then her hand
began exploring her girlhood. Her fingers caressed her labia, running up
and down her slit before she grabbed her cunt and forced her fingers into
her vagina. Like the girl out the front she was traumatized and was saying
`I can't bear it - oh god, I have a cunt! I can't believe it; it's so
foul, so flat, so female!!!! Ooooh these breasts - these fucking breasts
are forcing me! I can't bear to touch it! Help me! Please god make me
normal again!' And so she carried on until we could not hear her any more.
I had a raging hard on, although I was deeply disturbed about the two
girls behavior, I was turned on by the sight of such beautifully female
bodies. At last we stopped at a room that had a sign `conversions' - and I
was forced inside. I saw another person sitting on a bed who was crying. I
looked at her then heard a click and saw the room was now locked with just
the two of us in there.
I though the person was a girl at first, being bare breasted and with
girls panties like the others (light blue bikini style). The difference
was the bulge in this girls panties that looked like she actually had a
dick. She looked at me and said `I am so sorry! I can't help this, I
don't want to do it, but they are making me!' The person spread their legs
stared at the bulge.
`What the hell is this place? What the hell are you? You've got a dick
but you've got breasts as well!' At this she gave a sad laugh then gasped
as her breasts nipples began to engorge.
`Oh god - it's happening! I'm sorry - nobody has told you?'. She said
I said `No - what the hell are you talking about?'
She said `Genetech - they are monsters! This is not a girls school!
It's a lab for perfecting a foul military secret!' She gasped again and
stared at the mound between his/her legs and I saw it quiver and grow. I
realized the bulge began too low to be a penis.
`What the hell are you?' I asked.
`What you are going to become!' she said `I'm a vulvoid girl! A slave
to these fucking panties! I was a boy just like you - we all were!'.
Ohhh! She gasped again and her hand grabbed the bulge between her legs and
began to slowly massage it, pushing its bulk up and down, rubbing it into
her cunt.
`What the fuck do you mean? You are freaking me out!' I said.
She gave a weird laugh again and said `you're not half as freaked as you
will be when you feel your cunt for the first time!.... You don't
understand! Let me tell you! Those fuckers at Genetech hijacked our
bodies! These panties you see us wearing are alive! They put them on you
and they change you into a girl. They give you breasts that control you!
They make you feed them by masturbating your foul girl's mouth until it
spews girl cum and these fucking horrendous life forms lap up your cunt
juices as food! They make you do it every few hours - touching and feeling
your ruined body, feeling this foul mouth organ in the void where your cock
once was! While the fucking panties inject your body with massive
quantities of a virus that reprograms your sex, it grows these foul things
on your chest' At this she grabbed her breasts and gave a quiet scream.
`They control you! They make you do things you don't want to do! But the
worst thing is that this is not the weapon part - they can force you to
turn other people into girls as well!'.
I began hyperventilating as she lay down, stared between her legs at the
engorged mound that quivered and she gave a quiet sob as the mound suddenly
disappeared. `Oh god - I cant bear having a vagina! Its in me! It's in
me! Oh god I am being raped!' and at that I saw the bulge reappear and
then disappear and then reappear. It began slowly then began faster and
soon it was throbbing like a heart. The girl was gasping at each
disappearance of the bulge, as she claimed the bulge entered her vagina
like some penis violating her enforced girlhood in a most unbelievable
manner.
I stood and ran to the window, desperately trying to open the window to
escape. I couldn't imagine the horror the girl was experiencing and I sure
as hell didn't want to end up an enslaved girl like her. As I banged on
the window the girl howled with indignity and sprang off the bed. Even as
the panties thrust into her with a frenzied madness she grabbed her breasts
and pointed the nipples at me, screaming `I am sorry - my breasts are
forcing me! Ohhhh' - her breasts sprayed a liquid that hit me in the face.
I quickly became numb and dropped like a stone to the floor, completely
aware but paralyzed!
The girl was terrorized but obviously unable to control her actions. I
was shaking with fear and horror as she crouched on the floor near my head,
pointing her throbbing panty crotch at my head so that it periodically
touched me as it throbbed and pulsated. `Ohhhh I feel so violated! - Look
at me! This will be you! You're staring at your own cunt! They are going
to make me give birth to your fucking sex change panties! Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!' and all of a sudden she came, the bulge in the
panties emptied their contents into her girlhood and the panties stopped
suddenly.
The girl just sat and sobbed, staring at the wet panty between her legs
that hug her vulva lips like a second skin. I couldn't even talk I was so
scared. The girl cried and cried and said `sorry' about a hundred times.
She told me how she became a girl and how her new genitals felt. `I feel
such penis envy! You can't imagine what its like to have nothing but a
mouth and a hole between your legs!' She pulled her panties off and threw
them in a corner then began to undress me. I couldn't speak still, but I
implored her with my eyes. She just looked at her erect breasts and said
`I am being forced! I don't want to subject you to my sexual horror! I am
being forced!!!'
She took all my clothes off and at last took my underpants off. I had a
raging hard on from seeing so much girlhood. She sighed and began to feel
my cock, looking at me and saying `I so miss my dick - this fuck mouth
between my legs just feels so wrong!'. Then she started to groan. She
said `Oh god! Here it comes! Your panties!!! Oh god I'm giving birth! I
can't bear it!!! Please god noooo!!!'.
She straddled her vulva lips over my exposed dick and began groaning.
She moaned for a full five minutes before I saw her cunt lips begin to
part, forced apart from inside. What slowly pushed out was a pair of
panties - just like hers! The panties were writhing as they cam out, and
as the last part slipped from her vagina, the panties plopped onto my dick!
Like a thing alive they moved, flowing around my dick and balls while I
stared in slack jawed horror. The pretty elastic edges of the panties that
these foul living panties were modeled on was moving like some bacterial
cilla. The panties pulled themselves around my body, with their edges
parting and resealing as necessary they parked themselves on me like I had
pulled them on purpose. Where the panties touched my flesh, I felt a
revulsion and tingling sensation, a crawling of flesh as though my body
innately knew the panty contact was bad. I was crying and shaking with
fear. I did not want to be turned into a girl! I did not want to loose my
dick to that flat lipped mouth that the poor girl before me was forced to
experience.
I found that I could speak again and I screamed `get them off me!
Please I don't want a cunt! I don't want one of those things between my
legs! Oh please!! Please!!!'.
The girl was just a sobbing mess in the corner, holding her pussy and
crying `my body - oh god my body has been ruined, I'm a girl!!!' over and
over.
I was getting more and more feeling all the time and could feel the
fucking panty life forms squeezing my dick. I looked at the elastic edges
of the panties that were, to my horror, now on me and saw they were
actually gripping my flesh like little claws.
I found I could move and groggily tried to pull the panties off, they
would not budge. They gripped my skin with vice like force. The panties
gusset was enlarging, growing before my eyes and was beginning to squeeze
my dick and balls.
I sat up and stood. The girl looked up and said `you might as well lie
down - your as good as a girl now - you wont get them off until you've
stuck a finger in your new vagina!'
I screamed `I won't be turned into a girl! You have no right!' and I
grabbed a chair and smashed the window. Although it was now dark and
raining, I ran into the night with just a pair of engorging vulvoid panties
on. The security alarm went off and, looking behind as I ran, I saw the
two men from before burst into the room and see the broken window. I
didn't have to stay to know they were pursuing me!
I was in an adrenaline rush, intent on flight, and so I forgot the
growing bulge between my legs for a moment. That was until I felt a pain
like being kicked in the balls. I collapsed in the bushes and stared
between my now numbing legs. The bulge was gone, and I figured the pain
was the fluid from the bulge had been forced down my penis shaft. To my
absolute horror I felt and watched the bulge grow again and again deflate,
pushing its contents into my body through my penis shaft, skin and through
the hypodermic-like elastic edges. I heard the men run from the building
and I began to run as well, despite the fact that I again felt the panties
engorge and pump my body with some foul feminizing fluid! I ran for ages
to the roadside, hoping to find a car and rescue, but none came - so I lay
in the bushes, trying with increasing desperation to pull the panties off.
The engorgement and deflation grew in intensity and soon it looked as
though I had a throbbing heart between my legs. Despite me best efforts,
the panties would not budge. It seemed my skin would tear off before they
would be removed. The best I could do was to grab the throbbing mound and
try to ****** its progress by holding it tight in my hand. Despite me best
efforts, the panties still pulsated and ravaged my body - albeit at a
slower pace.
I heard the men run past and keep going, thinking I had left the area. I
began feeling sick, and sore - especially my nipples. I heard a car sound
approaching and so crawled out of the bushes to flag the car down. The
driver saw what looked like a near nude young man waving him down and sped
past.
I silently screamed, but then stopped in shock. My nipples were
expanding! I grabbed them and screamed `oh god no - please no!' as my
small boys areole became girls nipples, then the space beneath them began
to form a lump. I grabbed them with both hands, abandoning my throbbing
crotch, but failed to prevent them blossoming into full breasts underneath
my trembling hands.
The size and weight was astounding and I heard my disembodied voice
scream `breasts! Oh god no!!!! Please no!! They are so big and they want
to control me!!!!'. It took less than five horrific minutes for me to grow
pert size 12 breasts that seem to send electric shocks into my body as
though they were wiring up to my nervous system. In some horrified part of
my mind I knew that was exactly what was happening.
Again I grabbed my crotch to try to vainly stop the panties throbbing.
Between throbs I felt my poor dick and balls underneath the panty fabric. I
was shocked at how much smaller they felt and all of a sudden it actually
sunk in that I was going to have a cunt between my legs!. I was
hyperventilating, holding my throbbing panty crotch and staring at my ripe
breasts as I heard a car. I desperately waved it down and this time it
stopped.
It was a young surfer, who saw my breasts and thought himself lucky. I
clambered in before he saw my true situation and I screamed at him to drive
me to a hospital, that the panties were trying to turn me into a girl and
that I had to get them off.
Half in shock and with one eye looking at my writhing form on the back
seat and one eye on the road he began to drive. I could really feel my
penis and balls changing now, at an alarming rate and I began to scream `oh
god! Please, no please I am becoming a girl! I can feel the changes!
It's too fast! You have to get them off me!!! I will have a fucking cunt
before we get to a hospital!!! Ohhh god noooooo!!!!'.
The boy stopped and ran to the back, opening the passenger door. I was
spread eagled on the back seat, with my throbbing panties revealing a
radically different looking crotch upon deflation. My back arched and I
felt my hips widen.
I screamed at the boy to get the panties off me, but he backed away in
horror and just watched. `Oh please, please - help me my balls, my
balls!!!!' and I felt a popping pain as my balls finally became absorbed
into my abdominal cavity. The throbbing continued and all I could say was
`my penis - oh god, it's going!!! Nooooo!!!!' as it shrank with each throb
to nothing.
I now looked so much like a girl, my back arched again, my legs spread
and with my crotch high in the air, covered by a throbbing pair of vulvoid
panties, I felt the worst sensation imaginable.... Parting skin and
forming lips. I did not have to see it to know I was developing labia
lips, both inner and outer. My sex change had reached an irreversible
position, and while I screamed `girl!!! Oh no - I can feel the fucking
mouth between my legs... You *******! Why didn't you stop them...? I'm a
girl!!!! Ooooohhhhhh .... Vagina!!!! Oh god I feel it.... I feel
it..... Noooooo! It's so invasive!!! It's like a mouth!!!! Noooooo!!!! A
Throat between my legs!!!! No..... I'm a girl!!!!'. As I screamed this,
my vagina pushed inside my body.
I lay shaking thinking it over when I felt a wave of sexual tension in a
most horrific form as my clitoris also formed. The panties suddenly
stopped and I grabbed the panty covered mound in my hand and felt a cunt -
my cunt. I slipped my hand under the now released panty fabric and felt a
flat lipped void where my penis and balls once was. I spread my legs and
grabbed the foul mound, pulling my panties to my knees and sobbing as I saw
and felt the vulva I now sported where my manhood once stood. I had become
a girl!
I began to cry uncontrollably knowing that my life had changed forever.
At that moment the same van that had originally picked me up pulled up with
the same two men in it. With a sick laugh the men jumped from the cab.
"Welcome to the club" one of them said. "Nice snatch!" said the other.
The poor boy who had picked me up began to understand that he was in
trouble. One of the men punched him to the ground and began to push him
into the van saying "when this bitch is ready - I'm going to enjoy watching
you become a girl!".
End of Chapter One
The Vulvoid Transform - Part 2 By Lisa James (ljchange@hotmail.com)
After my horrific transformation was complete I lay spread legged on the
ground as the two Genetech henchmen opened the back of the van. Where I
once had a penis and scrotum I now had a bald vulva - utterly female and
feeling precisely how it looked, like a flat mouth between my legs. I
regained some composure and managed to pull the panties down my legs and
off. Although relatively still they still seemed to be alive, the gusset
occasionally moving as if breathing. I threw them onto the grass and began
to sob again. They were all staring at me and specifically between my legs
- the Genetech men and the young man who had just watched my sex change. I
closed my legs and again felt my new labia lips touch together - a
sensation that I could barely believe I was feeling and hated utterly.
'Put those panties back on now and get in the van!' yelled one of the
men
'You've got to be joking you *******! Im a girl! These fucking panties
have ruined my body! I have to get to a doctor! I have to change back
into a male!!! Oh god! My voice, Ive got a girls voice!!! Pleeeeasseee
help meeee!!!!' I wailed desperately whilst alternately clutching at my
throat, my breasts and between my legs.
'Forget it bitch! Its irreversable so youd better get used to it. I
hear the first vaginal orgasm is pretty great, did you find that?
hehehehehe' he laughed and of course I screamed. 'Enough talk! The doc
wants to see you now, put your panties back on and get in the van!'
'You bastards! You cant! Oh god no! I wont! I..... ahhh!!!!' I
replied only to be choked short by another horrendous sensation. I gasped
as I looked at two misplaced mounds on my chests that were another graphic
reminder of my new sex - my breasts. Again my nipples expand and I had
that same helpless feeling as my body moved against my wishes and picked
the panties back up again. Shuddering against the revulsion the panties
made me feel I robotically slipped my legs through the panties leg holes
and began pulling them back up my legs. I watched them as they drew closer
to my bald cunt, seeing the slight quiver to the edges and the faint
movement in the gusset. My eyes flicked between seeing this superbly
female mound and the panties coming to rest over the very place they had
previously embraced a penis. This time a vulva welcomed their touchdown
and the panties seemed to cup and grab the very mound as they finally came
to rest. I was breathless watching the erotic event whilst tortured to
know this was no movie I was seeing, it was a desolately flat and invasive
female sex organ between my own previously male legs! As if to prove their
claim the panties seemed to mould themselves momentarily to my cunt's every
contour - sucking into my vulva slit and feeling like they were squeezing
my vulva as if to say 'I did this to you!'. My body shuddered upright and
despite my desperate efforts to regain control, I walked into the van and
sat, spread legged on a bench seat in the van.
The Genetech men were dragging the young man into the van whilst he
began to act hysterically. I knew he had just seen these very panties
change me from a young man into a sobbing and thoroughly enslaved girl.
The men had told him in no uncertain terms than this is the fate that
awaited him and naturally he was not about to let that happen. 'Get away
from me!' he screamed 'I dont know who the fuck you are, but youre not
going to do that to me!' he continued, pointing at my crotch whilst he
backed away. I heard a snap as one of the men pulled out a gun and loaded
a clip, pointing it at the young man.
'Get in the car Mr, or you wont last long enough to even worry about
penis envy!' the Genetch thug said
The young man just broke down and started crying as he reluctantly got
into the van. 'Please dont!' he begged. 'I couldnt bear being turned into
a girl! Please! I can give you money! Anything! But please - not that!'
again he pointed a finger between my legs, but unintentionally he actually
touched my vulva right in the middle of my slit. We both watched in shock
and in slow motion as his stiff finger pushed the panty fabric inside my
slit and into my vagina. This stark reminder of my dramatically different
sex organ, the sensation of another persons body part inside me made me
sick with grief. I began to whimper, as did he knowing that he might soon
have the same thing between his legs. Our eyes locked and I became dizzy
with shock... At that moment it was all just too much and I passed out....
Some time later I woke up lying on a bed in what looked like a doctors
office. I was disoriented for a moment thinking that I had had a really
bad dream and I went to sit up. The weight of my breasts immediately
struck me and I looked down to see the foul appendages gracing my chest,
alien and wickedly ripe. My mind rushed back to the nightmare and I
realised that it was in fact a very real memory. Perhaps I had blocked it
out, becuase I screamed again when my eyes droped from my breasts, across
my flat stomach and took in the obviously female curve of my panty covered
crotch. Clearly I no longer had any bulge from a penis, rather the rounded
flatness of a cunt with a cleft of a labia clearly visible in the clinging
panties hugging form. The memories of my transformation flooded back and I
began hyperventilating thinking about what I had become. Looking around
the room I could see a whole series of photos that were obviously and
graphically documenting the process of the sex change. The first of the
series of images showed a close up of a boy's genitals with a typically
sized penis and scrotum. The next few shots showed the same crotch with a
progressively shrinking penis and scrotum. The images began to bring my
own experience back and seeing the images I could remember the feeling of
my own genitals shrinking. Taking in other images in the series that
coverd the wall I could see the scrotum loose its testies, the sack skin
thickening up and obviously becoming some kind of labia precursor. The
penis in these shots was smaller again. The last few shots showed the
penis completely absorbed and the start of a slit in the former scrotum. I
touched between my own legs feeling the terrible organ first hand that I
was seeing visually documented on the photos of some poor past victim. The
last few images showed the slit grow progressively longer, growing from
near the arse to the front where it ended roughly where the victims penis
once was. Absently and still in deep shock I traced the path of my own
slit from its end near my arse to the front, whimpering as I did so. The
last shot showed the clear indications of a vagina as the photographer shot
the victims genitals with her legs apart. I was feeling my own cunt now,
touching the very organs I saw in the image.
Shocked at the sensation of my own cunt feeling my own hand touch its
surface I pulled my hand away. Again I felt an electric sensation in my
breasts and saw my nipples become errect. I began to sob again as my hand
made its way between my legs again to cup the female void and began to rub
it, forcefully pushing the panties up and down my slit and squeezing the
rounded fuck-mouth in my hands. I realized I was being forced to
masturbate again and had flashbacks to that first girl on the steps. My
vulva felt horrifically wrong - flat yet so intrusive. Despite my horror I
was obviously arroused and recognized the pathetic swelling of my clitoras
at the centre of the heat I was now feeling. The rubbing built up in
intensity and I felt a wetness leaking from what I knew was my new vagina
into my slit and dampening my panties. The panties themselves began to
writhe somewhat and seemed to suck themselves onto my vulva each time I
moaned, cupping my girlhood intimately and reminding me of their hold over
me. I was unable to resist my forced pleasuring of my cunt and now grabbed
my breasts with one hand as I was forced to continue to massage my terrible
girls mouth. Whilst I was forced to masturbate my cunt I became more and
more angry and disbelieving - some part of my mind stil thought that
perhaps somewhere between my legs my penis might be rediscovered. I felt
the vulva desperately feeling for some remenant of my penis that might
somehow be regrown. I was moaning now as wave after wave of sexual heat
flooded through my girlhood. I felt my breasts throbbing in time with the
throbbing of my clitoras as I kneaded my cunt mound and breasts. The
horror of the sensations I was feeling was almost beyind my ability to
bear. Despite my fighting to regain control of my body, to stop my touching
the foul body parts that I now had, I could not. As my orgasm began I
screamed a piteous wail of frustration. The feeling was intense sexual
release as I came, and I bucked my hips involuntarily as I came - flooding
my panties with vaginal lubricant. I could feel a deep rythmic swallowing
from my vagina that was so completely alien compared to my pumping penis
ejaculation. I screamed then cried as the panties compounded the violation
by lapping up my sex fluids, parting my labia lips and hungrilly gorging
themselves on my wet cunt. Quite simply it was the most foul sensation I
could invisage, and thinking about my cunt I realised that what Genetech
and the panties had done to me was so much worse than castration. I had
not just lost my penis, my body had been mutilated with the most
unbelievably flat yet intrusive genitals - my cunt, and my chest forever
burdended with the most incredibly burdensome breasts.
Panting, I sat on the bed watching the curvacuous shape of my snatch - a
distinct wet patch around the cleft that the panties clung to that was
obviously my vagina lips. Tears streamed down my face and my hatred of
this girls body grew and grew. I grabbed my breasts and tried to pull them
from my chest. Their grapefruit sized mounds filling my hands and hurting
like hell as I pulled them violently screaming 'get off my body!
arghhh!!!! I hate them! I have to get them off - I hate the feeling!!!
you wont force me to do anything again!!!! arghhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!'. The
electric feeling returned and my hands shuddered to my sides, forcing me to
merely sit on the bed again - a prisoner in a girls body.
Some moments later I heard a click and a male doctor walked in the door.
'Ahh - you are the new girl' he said as he walked over to me.
'Please help me doctor! I cant bear this feeling - I hate being a girl!
Please change me back!' I whimpered
'Frankly that is impossible for a number of reasons I will explain to
you' he said as I burst into tears again. 'Many girls have come to enjoy
the sensations of their bodies you know.... Most boys would kill to have
the chance to experience a girls body for a while, to feel the girls cunt
and breasts directly....'
'No!!!! Please no!!!! You have stolen my dick! Youve given me a flat
mouth in its place! Youve ruined my chest with these foul mounds!!! You
cant leave me like this!' I screamed back.
'Silence!' he said, and as he did my breasts again took control of my
body, preventing me from speaking. 'You are mine now! The perfect result
of my most amazing achievement - the Vulvoid Panties!' He exclaimed running
his eyes over my body. 'Your body is now host to this amazing new
lifeform' he said as he pointed at the panties between my legs. I stared
at them also and again saw the slight movement of the gusset as it apeared
to breathe in and out slightly puffing up then deflating to better show the
curve of my cunt beneath.
'These panties are going to be this governments most powerful covert
weapon and you are proof that we have perfected it!' he exclaimed with
glee. 'Once placed on a host they infect the host with a symbiotic virus
that the panties manufacture in their living matrix - my beautiful X
virus!...... Do you know what DNA is?' he asked me
'Yes' I whimpered in reply
'As a male your body had an X and a Y chromosome in its DNA... My X
virus enters each cell and attacks the Y chromosome, replacing it with a
special X chromosome. Your cells themselves have become female and there
is no way to reverse this. A Y Virus would leave you with two Y
chromosomes and this of course is fatal! Its just perfect!' He exclaimed
as he walked to me and began to feel my cunt in his hands. 'Of course were
it not for the dogged efforts of your symbiotic panties to pump you full of
X Virus you would never have changed - but they have good reason for
wanting to change you!'
'Why? You sick *******! Why???' I sobbed
'Because you are their host! They need your cunt to feed upon your
orgasmic juices! These breasts that have swelled on your chest are far
more than normal breasts again thanks to the X Virus - they are
intelligent! Mammobellums I call them. They can control you - force you to
feed your panties by masturbating! They stop you from hurting the panties
and yourself! They enslave you! And they can make you reproduce as well!'
he continued. 'You of course saw graphic demonstration of the other reason
the panties need you to have a cunt! They can fuck and inseminate you and
cause you to give birth to another pair of vulvoid panties! In a military
application, we can ask you to seduce a target and change that target into
a vulvoid girl like you! They become a sex slave like you and, in my
experience, will tell us whatever we want to know in the hope that
afterwoods we will give them back their manhood!' He smiled widely, now
feeling my breasts 'Which of course we can never do!'
'I hate you!'I screamed. 'Youve turned me into a girl vampire you sick
fuck!'
'I can imagine you do hate me - but sadly you were in the wrong place at
the wrong time, and this project is much more important than your hatred of
a body that half the world lives quite happily with every day' he said 'now
pull your panties down, I want to inspect your genitals'. Struggling
against my will I nevertheless pulled the panties to my knees and off my
legs, holding them in my hands as the doctor approached. 'Spread your legs
please' he said and again I was made to comply. Staring at the bald snatch
betwen my legs I could see my slightly puffy girls lips touching together.
As I spread my legs the lips suddenly parted, pulled by the tension of the
more tightly stretched skin. This was a feeling that I hated to my core,
one that reminded me intimately of the form of my new genitals. As the
lips parted we could both see more clearly the shape of the smallish inner
lips. Following the slit from the now exposed tiny clitoras towards my
arse we could both clearly see about 2 inches down my slit a closed vagina
hole. Again I stared sobbing as the doctor felt my labia lips, feeling
their fleshy sides and cupping the whole vulva in his hands as if feeling
the texture. He then felt my clitoras, pulling the lips further apart to
give him a better view and access. I shuddered as I felt his fingers trace
their way down my vulva slit to my vagina entrance. I gasped as his
fingers pushed their way into my vagina, first one then two and then three
- feeling the texture of the inside of my vagina hole. The feeling was so
foul and intrusive that I thought I would throw up. I could actually feel
his fingers with my vagina and felt the mouth and my labia lips themselves
stretch as he continued to push his fingers inside me. With half his hand
burried in my cunt, I had the horrific sensation of stretched lips and a
foreign object inside a part of my body that did not belong between my
legs.
He pulled his hands out and I felt the vagina close behind his
retracting fingers as he pulled out a dampened hand saying 'seems perfect
to me. Tomorrow, once the panties have recovered, I have a demonstration
to perform for one of our clients. You are going to treat that young man
who had the misfortune of pulling over and witnessing your sex change to a
sex change of his own!' he said
'No!!!!! Please no!!!!' I begged 'I dont want to be raped!!!! I will
kill myself before I will let these fucking panties rape me!!!! Oh god
no!!!! I dont want to give birth, please noooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!' I began to
began to get hysterical again.
The doctor merely said 'pull your panties on a follow me now'. Again my
breast brains took control and forced me to pull the panties, in a
shuddering whimper up my legs until they touched and clasped my vulva like
a hand hold. I got off the bed and walked behind him feeling the swaying
weight of my breasts as we walked down the hall. Walking also exagerated
the feeling of my empty crotch with the usual jiggling of my penis and
balls replaced by the slight rubbing together of my labia lips.
Half way down the hall the doctor stopped next to another office and
told me that I needed to see the nurse inside about some food and a
clothing kit. Again my body complied robotically. Inside the office was a
male nurse who looked at me and smiled sadly. 'Sit down honey and I will
get you some food and clothes - the transformation robs your body of so
much energy you just have to replace it or you'll get really sick' he said
'I refuse to eat if its going to help this fucking thing between my legs
rape me and do this to some other poor *******!' I shrieked and thrust my
pubic mound forward for him to see.
'Sit down now please' he simply continued, bringing out a tray with
sandwiches and a drink on it. He pointed at it as I sat down and said 'eat
this now please'
Against my will I was made to eat, and the doctor was right - I was
ravenous, but I knew that I was fuelling up so that my vulvoid panties
would then be able to use my cunt for its food and for much worse. I tried
very hard not to think about the fact that I was soon going to know exactly
what it feels like to be vaginally fucked, and worse still - to give birth!
The merest thought of this had me glancing between my legs again in horror
as I ate. The thought was just too much to deal with. The nurse then
reached into a locker and pulled out a collection of clothes which he put
on the table top. 'Put on the dress but dont worry about the bra or other
panties or night dress for the moment.... The bra is for your comfort
later, but untill you get shown how to put it on you'll have to live
without.... The panties are just normal girls panties... All the girls
get a break every so often from their symbiotic panties, and we require
them to dress like a normal girl on those occasions with normal panties.
you will see there is a selection here, take them all.' he said. All I
could do was stare in slack jawed disbelief at the mans calm in the face of
my horrific body hijacking. Compelled again by my breasts I pulled on what
was obviously a girls schooldress. When I was done I stared downn at
myself, the picture of a senior schoolgirl with perky breasts and slender
legs and a very obviously empty groin. Part of me became aroused at the
thought that I had a schoolgirl body, but hitching my dress up and seeing
the girlish mound covered by the very essence of the schoolgirl panty - I
again began hyperventialting in shock.
'Come with me' the nurse said as he walked from the office and I
followed him lamely with the pile of panties, bra and nightie in hand,
staring down at the schoolgirl body as I walked. He led me to a bedroom
and told me that this was my room, I was to wait here. 'If you need to
pee, dont forget that girls need to sit! And I suggest you spread your
legs while you urinate to spread your labia, that way you wont get urine
spraying everywhere and going in your vagina'. Again I was left gobsmacked
by the casual reference to my sex changed body. Strangely though he was
right, I did need to pee, so I walked to the toilet and just stared at the
opening. There was no way I was going to acknowledge my lack of a dick by
squatting, so I pulled my dress up and pulled my panties down and thrust my
vulva forward over the toilet opening, grabbing the mound and feeling again
desperately hoping that a penis would rematerialize in the void. The first
spray came out all over the place and I quickly sat down crying as I peed
for the first time as a girl. The urine streamed from between my labia
lips in an awkward spray that seemed to become more directional when I did
spread my legs further as suggested. The feeling was just horrible and I
felt again completely violated. I stared at the fucking vulvoid panties
around my knees and began sobbing again when I saw them quivver and move
towards my cunt. I knew what they wanted without even thinking - it was
panty dinner time and they wanted my cunt to produce another meal of girl
juice!
Traumatised by my realization that I had just had my first girls toilet
experience I wiped my cunt with toilet paper to get rid of the wetness -
stood up and pulled the panties back onto my snatch. They grabbed and
wriggled when in place - yet another reminder their growing need.
Whimpering loudly I walked to my bed and sat down, again taking in the
irony of just how lucky I would have thought myself to have a schoolgirl in
my room who would do whatever I asked of her. I lay down and pulled my
dress higher, staring yet again at the girlish form that the hideous
panties covered. Opposite my bed was a mirror and I regarded my crotch in
the mirror, looking at the thing from all angles - taking in its true shape
and form and trying to relate what I saw to what I felt directly. What I
saw was a very sexy girls crotch covered in light blue panties - utterly
flat with a distinct crease that showed the grils mouth beneath. To 'wear'
the vulva felt exactly as it looked to me. It was hard to imagine that the
person in the mirror was me - let alone that this same person had been male
only 2 hours ago. My body was exhausted and I lay back on the bed and
cried myself to sleep....
When I woke up it was night time and a dim light illuminated my room. I
was disoriented and still in shock. Someone had put me in the bed properly
and removed my schooldress. The sheets draped over my form and I could see
the pronounced bulges of my two breasts thrusting the sheets from my chest.
Hoping beyond hope that this was some cruel hoax I threw aside the sheets
and stared at the two very real mounds on my chest. I craned my neck and
my eyes traced a line down my very femanine and curvaceous stomach to my
crotch, where I could see in the dim light the snug form of a vulva beneath
the most innocent looking panties. The visual reminder was shocking to the
core and I found myself silently repeating a piteous mantra 'I'm a girl!
it cant be true!' over and over. Feeling horribly sorry for myself I
almost jumped when I felt someone grab my vulva and squeeze it. Looking
frantically around I saw there was nobody in the room - at the same time
the sensation of having my cunt squeezed ended. Scared I sat upright when
the same thing happened again - looking between my legs I saw that the
panties themselves were cupping my girlhood - sucking their living fabric
onto my vulva skin and into my slit. The sensation was the same as if a
hand were cupping and firmly squeezing my cunt. Panic began to rise as the
panties did this again, and then again - becoming almost rythmic as if
trying to arouse me! The shock hit me at the same time as the electric
tingling in my breasts - the panties were trying to do exactly that - they
were hungry. Despite my greatest mental efforts regain control of my body,
one hand moved to my vulva and began to grab and firmly massage my cunt. I
began to cry again, but the panties and my mammobellum breasts cared not
for my cries - I was masturbating again. One hand squeezed and massaged my
breasts and the other alternately stroked and squeezed my vulva mound. As
my hand felt and probed my mound I began to relive my sex change as I
gradually moved towards climax. I recalled the feeling of my poor penis
and balls being consumed by the actions of the very panties I was now
wearing and clutching. I remember the feeling of them shrinking and the
flatness of the space they left.... I recalled the first sensations of
parting skin of my labia lips. The panties were moving quite significantly
now, their edges wriggling the elastic-like cilla and the gusset twitching
and writhing. My vulva rubbing became more frantic, forced by my breasts
and my hand suddenly slipped under the panty fabric to grip and tease my
vulva directly. My fingers ran up and down my slit and caressed and
gripped the vulva mound, squeezing it in my hand - the pressure sending
wave after wave of heat through my clitoras. I hated the alien sexuality
of my cunt and, replaying my violent sex change, I recalled the moment I
felt my vagina begin to form as my fingers involuntarily entered the vagina
hole and thrust inside me. Staring is disbelief between my legs I watched
in horror as my frantic hand pumped up and down inside my panties as I
finger fucked myself for the first time. The sensation was pure sex horror
and in moments I was having an extreme female orgasm, my hips wildly
pumping, my hand still probing my vagina internally and girl juice just
spewing from my hole. The panties again were in a feeding frenzy and I
withdrew my hand from within their domain and just broke down completely as
they gorged themselves on my masturbation juices. When the ordeal was over
I layed back down, glistening with sweat and exhausted. Aching I rolled
onto my stomach only to find my breasts made it completely uncomfortable.
In the end I had to just roll on my side and fall asleap.
Twice more that first night I was woken by the feeding needs of my
panties and I was twice more forced to endure the nightmare of enforced
masturbation of this girls body I was trapped in. I knew I had to do
something, had to escape and had to do something about the foul panties
that had done this awful thing to me. In the morning I woke early, my
first morning as a girl. Feeling somewhat revived despite the broken
nature of my sleep I sat up and decided to look at my body in greater
detail. I stood in front of the mirror, and my reflection shocked me
utterly. Before me was a youngish looking girl (my hair had grown
overnight and my facial features had softened), with firm ripe breasts,
long sexy legs and a to-die-for snatch covered by some sexy light blue
bikini style panties. The girl nervously grabbed her breasts and watched
how they looked in the mirror. She sat on the floor and spread her legs -
exposing crotch utterly devoid of any bulge and with the subtle hint of a
vulva crack indicated in the shape of the panties. My shock had forced me
to block out the fact that this was me. The girl looked at her panty
covered crotch from many angles, from behind, the side, spread legged,
cross legged and all manner of positions. Periodically the girl would
touch herself, and when she did I shuddered momentarily back to reality as
I directly felt the sensation of this girls hand on my cunt. The girl
stood and faced the mirror and pulled her panties to her knees. Reality
again hit me in the face as I stared at the girls bald vulva. My vulva! I
could see the start of my cunt lips, and stared at the space that my penis
used to occupy. My hips were wider now, so even with my legs closed I
could see the curve of my cunt lips in a small triangle of air bewteen my
legs. I sat on the floor and spread my legs - watching the horribly female
sex organ between my legs revealed more graphically. Spreading my legs
further I saw the lips part and gasped at the sensation. I posed in
various positions to see my cunt from many angles, trying to resolve how it
felt to how it looked. Staring at my cunt lips I had a flashback to the
previous day where I witnessed some other poor vulvoid girl give birth to
my panties! I tried to imagine the violation she must have felt as some
foul enslaving organism forced its way out of a birth canal that she was
never meant to have. I grabbed and felt my cunt, fingering my vulva and
watching the shape as I probed my new sex organ. I tried to tell myself
that it was ok, that it was going to be fun to experience girlhood. After
all the orgasms were intense and regular. But despite this I knew that I
could never accept this body. It simply was not mine, I was not born a
girl. I was meant to have errections and have a muscular chest and bulge
filled underpants. I hated the terribly intrusive feeling of my breasts
and the flatness, the emptyness, the invasiveness of my cunt. I hated
being a girl and I hated even more the knowledge that my breasts could
control me and that I was a host to some incredible lifeform that regularly
violated me - my vulvoid panties.
I sat on the floor hugging myself and wishing I was dead when I heard
the click of the door opening to my room. The doctor I had met yesterday
came in and saw me on the floor. 'How did you sleep?' he asked
'how do you think!' I told him 'these fucking panties made me.... made
me.... oooohhhh....' I broke down in tears again
'masturbate right?' he said 'how many times?' he asked
'three!!!! three fucking times I had to touch this horrible thing
between my legs!!!! three horrific girls orgasms!!! how do you think I
feel!!!! you ******* I HATE YOU!!!!' I screamed at him
'I can live with that... anyway, three times should be enough - get
dressed and come with me, put your vulvoid panties on' he said and my body
robotically complied as if he were god and me a puppet. I pulled my
panties back on, pulled on my schooldress and walked behind him to his
office. Waiting in his office was a man dressed in an army uniform, very
high ranking from his stars. He looked at me and nodded then looked at the
doctor.
'Is this the girl you spoke of?' he said
'Yes, third generation, a perfect conversion and its only been sixteen
hours since he became a girl' The doctor said 'Please show us your body
Lisa...'
The electric sensation in my breasts and the accompanying nipple
engorgement that seemed to preceed the breast control happened immediately
he spoke. I pulled my dress off and stood as the general approached and
looked at my body. His eyes took in my breasts and fell to my crotch.
'Are those the vulvoid panties?' he asked the doctor
'Yes - they are the ones that Fiona birthed yesterday. I estimate they
took less than an hour to change our friend here into a vulvoid girl' he
continued
'How does it feel to become a girl?' the general asked
'Its completely horrific! I hate how my cunt feels! I hate how these
breasts feel! I cant bear the feel of these fucking panties touching me -
they have riuned my body! Im trapped in this girls body and I hate it!
They make me do the most horrific things!' I sobbed to him
'I imagine so' he said thoughtfully 'there is no doubt that a prisoner
facing this fate will reveal all to us - I am convinced. But I am worried
about the breast control. I cant imagine Lisa here cooperating in a sex
change assignment.... She seems to be fully in control of her mouth...
Wouldnt that blow the cover during the seduction phase?' the general asked
'No.... Lisa here has verbal freedom because we do not need her to be
otherwise here. In fact in this facility I like to hear what my subjects
feel, but dont doubt the control of those mammobellums. Let me show you...
Lisa, please pretend to flirt with the general...'
My nipples swelled and all of a sudden I was smiling at the general. I
was internally horrified, but could only watch as I winked at him and
sidled up to him. 'Do you like my breasts general' I giggled? 'Touch them
please, I need to feel your hands on my firm ripe breasts' my voice
continued. The gernal obliged and I straddled his leg rubbing my cunt up
and down on his trousers beginning to gasp.
'Enough!' said the general 'I see your point - perfect' And at that
moment I regained composure and began whimpering, pulling myself away from
the general and sitting on the bed with my legs crossed trying to forget
the shock of my enslaved actions, quietly crying.
'Where is demonstration subject?' the general asked. This shocked me
from my self pity as I imagined they were talking about the young man whose
car I had flagged over yesterday and who had watched my body change into a
girls body - unable to help.
'In the next room - you can watch from here, this mirror is one way' the
doctor said. Turning to me he said 'put your clothes on - you are about to
meet that young man you flagged down yesterday. I want to you assure him
you are fine and happy about being a girl. Charm him and gain his trust
enough to show him your breasts. You are then to immobilize him with your
your breast spray. Once he is immobile, I want you to turn him into a
vulvoid girl and feel free to tell us what you are feeling once he is
immobile. Go!'
I began to hyperventilate, shock setting in. So this was it? Any
moment now I was going to be raped by these hideous panties bewteen my
legs? I was going to give birth for fuck sake! I was going to play a major
part in changing that poor young man into a girl like me! I wanted to
scream, but my breast brains had already taken control. From the generals
point of view he saw a girl quietly and efficiently pull on a dress and
walk to the door leading to the next office. With a forced look back to
the men and an equally forced smile, I entered the room.
In the room was the very young man I remembered. He looked frantic,
pacing and nervous. Seeing me he jumped and said 'get away! get away! I
dont want to become a girl!'
I wanted to scream, to tell him to run. Instead I smiled and said
'Relax! They dont need to change you any more, they have gotten all the
data they need from me. I wanted to let you know that I am ok. Im
actually really liking this body, and the doc says he can change me back in
a week or two once they have studdied me some more! Isnt that great!' I
said, walking over to him
The young man looked a little calmer and said 'is that really you? In
that body? You look fantastic - your face has changed!'
'Yes, but let me tell you the best part is that I get to play with tits
until they change me back, you should see them! They are superb!' I said
'Wow' he said 'they sure do fill out that uniform well dont they!' he
said and we both smiled.
I sat opposite him and said 'Want to see them? My breasts I mean?' I
asked
He looked doubtful, but eventually smiled as I sat looking doe eyed at
him 'Sure!' he said. 'How does it feel to be a girl anyway?' he asked
I could feel my pulse begin to race and I almost managed to scream
'Hell!', but the sound choked in my throat as I was forced to stand and
pull my dress off. The young man smiled as he took in my gorgeous body,
but began to look nervous again as he looked between my legs and noticed
the same panties that had changed me into a girl yesterday. At that moment
I was perhaps four feet from him, I was forced to rush towards him and he
looked startled as my breasts suddenly sprayed a liquid from my nipples in
his face. He stood, suddenly perplexed, then I saw his emotions change to
dismay and then to fear.
'No!!!!' he squeaked out as he staggered then fell to the floor, looking
up at me with imploring eyes.
'Oh god!!!!!!! Nooooo!!!' I screamed all of a sudden. 'I was forced to
do this!!! My breasts control me! You cant imagine how horrific it is to
be a vulvoid girl!!!' I blubbered. Suddenly I felt the cilla-like elastic
edges of my panties grip my skin. I tried to pull them off but failed. I
felt the panties tap into my body fluid and began to sob as the gusset of
the panties began to grow. I was forced to sit on the floor and spread my
legs widely. Both me and the paralysed young man stared in horror as the
gusset quickly grew to the size of an egg, then to teh size of an orange -
inflating and engorging like some alien sex organ. We both knew that this
was exactly what it was.
It took about 5 minutes to finish engorging during which I told the man
in near hysterics how my cunt felt and what the panties had done to me
since I had changed. I was forced to grab the bulge, feeling it firm yet
somhow plastic in my hand. It filled my hands like the bulge of my penis
once did, only lower down betwen my legs. I was forced to rub the bulge up
and down against my slit and I could feel myself becoming wet as I did so.
The young man lay whimpering and I was now speechless.
Suddenly I began feeling the gusset bulge move of its own accord. I
whimpered as it contracted, pushing my cunt lips aside, then returning.
The next time it did this it contracted further and I could feel the
pressure of its surface on my vagnia entrance. The next contraction I
screamed - the bulge contracted completely and I felt the bulk push my cunt
lips apart, enter my vagina and push an incredibly long way up my vagina
passage. 'Oh god!!!! Its in me!!!! The panty cock is inside me! So deep
inside!!! I cant bear it!!! Its so much further inside me than my own
fingering ever god - you cant imagine how violated I feel!!!! OOOOOhhhhh'
I screached while staring at the flatness of my panties crotch. The crotch
reinflated and I felt the panty penis slide out of me. Just as quickly it
slid back in and then out and then in and within moments it was fucking me
utterly. From the outside we both saw the panties alternate from engorged
to flat, throbbing in and out like a heart beating between my legs. Unlike
the bulge that pulsated when I had changed sex, the bulge here was much
larger and I cried and whimpered as I felt the panty penis thrust in and
out of my cunt - my most horrific girlhood sensation yet.
Despite my horror and hate my body reacted to the panty penis massaging
of my girls sex organs and I began to pant and before long had a throbbing
orgasm as the panty penis suddenly ruptured inside my vagina, spilling its
contents deep inside me. I knew it had just seeded my womb with some foul
substance that was going to grow into a pair of these same panties. The
young man lay crying - looking terrified on the ground. I pulled the
panties down my legs and threw them angrily aside, staring at my cunt with
almost as much horror as the young parylised man. My breasts again took
control and, despite the cramping I ws now feeling in my abdomen as the
panties began to grow inside me, I was forced to take the young mans
clothes off. He tried to struggle, and even managed to sob 'please dont!'
- but I was in no position to help him. The young man had a huge erection
despite himself, no doubt the result of viewing my girls body in intimate
detail. I was gripped by the most amazing feeling - penis envy - and I
knealt beside him feeling it, touching it. It was only yesterday that I
had a penis like this and testicles. They seemed so big compared to my
flat bald snatch. I hated him for having this. I wanted my one back. I
couldnt keep my hands off it. I kept glancing from his cock to between my
legs regarding my girlhood with lothing. All the while my stomach churned
and throbbed as the panties continued to grow inside me.
With my raping complete and the boy prostrate and nude before me I sat
before him with my cunt only inches from his face as I told him how I felt
and about the Genetech project. I noticed my stomach distending slightly
and some time later, after what must have been half an hour of self pitying
decrying of my girls body I felt the first contraction. It was like a
stitch in my stomach that came and went. I got another and began to cry
again saying 'its time! Im going to give birth! Oh god - can this get any
worse!! Aaaaahhhhhh!!!' I yelped. The contractions grew stronger and
stronger and were verging on the painful. Whilst I realized that birthing
panties was nowhere near as large an object as a baby I still remembered
that the panties came in a sac that was large with fluid. My nipples came
errect and I stood, straddling the now hysterical young man. My legs
astride his pelvis, my cunt over his penis, I began moaning as I felt the
horrific sensation of something coming through my vagina! Deep inside the
pressure built and built and I groaned and spread my legs further as the
pain moved along my birth canal. I began panting like the girls in the
birth videos I had seen at school and suddenly I felt the object near the
end of my birth canal. My normally flat vulva was internally distended,
puffing out and standing proud. I screamed with grief as I felt the object
finally open my external vagina entrance and push my cunt lips apart. My
cunt lips were stretched to hurting. Suddenly there was this thing hanging
from my cunt, pushing its way out. I pushed again and we both saw a large
part of the panty sac emerge. Inside you could clearly see the new panties
writhing. I screamed as the sac finally plopped from my vagina, falling
onto the young mans stomach to lay quivering with the writhing form of the
new panties inside.
My eyes flicked from this horrific object on the mans stomach to my own
cunt, as did his eyes, where we could see my vagina opening slowly close.
With the young man hyperventilating I was forced to lean over him and pick
up the sac. I squeezed it and it ruptured, spilling fluid over us both. I
now held the panties in my hands and with trembling hands I began to pull
the panties onto him. They writhed limply for a moment, but once I had
them near his knees they seemed to gain some imperitave and the
elastic-like cilla edges grabbed his skin and the panties pulled themselves
up his legs. He was sobbing unconrrollably as the panties finally reached
his groin, but I had to tuck his errection inside the panties before they
were fully on him. As the top of the panties closed over his cock, I
realized that this was the last time we would both see his dick again. The
panties gripped his skin around the edges and I saw him flinch as they
began to engorge - readying themselves for an onslaught that would see this
poor young man with a cunt just like me....
End of Chapter Two
The Vulvoid Transform - Part 3 By Lisa James
The young man lay on the floor, trembling with shock and fear at what he
knew was about to happen to him. The panties he now wore were engorging
between his legs as their living form drew fluids from his own body to
prepare for their adaptation of their new host into a girl. The gusset
quivered as it grew in size and I could see the panty edges were digging
into his skin, their elastic appearance belying the fact that they were
more like claws with tubes to exchange fluids with the host. I glanced
between my own legs to see the female mound that I now had - remembering
the moment my vulvoid panties had been put on me - remembering the feeling
of constriction in my former balls and cock as my panties also engorged.
How I hated being a girl - how I hated being a host to those foul
vulvoid panties. I was trapped in a girls body now, a slave to the whims
of my intelligent breasts and the living panties that changed me so
utterly. My cunt was still sore from giving birth, my labia lips still
smarting from being stretched as they were, my vagina still sore from the
birthing of the vulvoid panties that the young man before me now had on.
The bulge in victims panties was growing very pronounced, beginning to
appear larger than the bulk of the young mans dick and balls. The panties
were stretched by the young mans erect penis and the distended gusset - yet
the panty claw edges kept the panties firmly in place. Periodically the
engorged panty gusset would exchange the quivering for a more pronounced
throb, as if they were flexing their muscles for the coming effort. I
clearly remembered my own panties throbbing pulsations as their gusset
began pumping their foul contents into my body. I remembered the shock of
the first contraction that pushed so much fluid down my penis shaft, and
the following onslought as they began to beat like some hideous sexual
heart between my legs. Each beat changing my body more, until my poor
penis was gone - replaced by the cunt I could feel and see between my legs.
The young man was crying and whimpering like a frightened animal, unable
to move becuase of the paralysing substance my breasts had squirted on him
earlier. His panicked eyes kept flicking between me, my breasts, my cunt
and the panties between his own legs. I was still in shock at being raped
and being made to give birth - I felt sorry for the young man, but had no
energy to try to counsel him. What could I say anyway? Nothing I could
say would help him cope with his violent change of sex. Nothing could help
him deal with growing intelligent breasts or the sense of loss as his penis
and balls shrank to nothing between his legs. Nothing could prepare him
for the shock and horror of a cunt forming in the flat void left by his
absorbed penis. Nothing could prepare him for the sensation of a vulva and
the knowledge that this mouth between his legs was there to service the
needs of the very panties he now wore.
The young man suddenly spasmd and grunted, I looked at him and saw the
panties were now much less engorged, obviously they had pumped their first
load of body conversion virus into this young man. His eyes were watering
and I could feel his agony as I remembered the first throb of my own
panties. The sensation of my penis shaft being ruptured and numbed by the
sheer force of the injection of panty fluid. The panties were engorging
again and had soon contracted again - the young man jerking in reaction.
He gave a faint scream as the panties engorged again and pumped again.
Watching the between his legs I could see a sight that few would believe -
living panties on a host whom they were changing into a girl. It was a
bizarre and shocking sight, girls panties on a boy that were beating like
some alien heart organ. Each time they engorged it overshadowed the bulge
caused by his penis and balls. Each time they contracted they pumped fluid
into his body, but they also graphically showed the penis and balls trapped
within.
Seeing the young mans penis shape in the deflated panty fabric reminded
me again of my own genitals. I grabbed my mound in my hand - feeling
flatness where before I had a cock. Feeling the lips of my vulva and
running my finger in horror along my slit from my front to my back. 'I
hate this fucking body!' I screamed. 'I hate being a girl! -
Oooohhhhhhhhhhh!!!!'. Seeing me in distress feeling my vulva made the poor
young man even more frantic. He was hyperventialting now, each throb of
the panties had him gaspng and softly moaning. His panties were now
throbbing regularly and strongly between his legs, and we could hear a wet
kind of sucking noise each time they pulsated. I began crying again when
my nipples stirred again and I felt that electric sensation that preceeded
breast brain control.
Robotically my head swung in the direction of the panties that I had
thrown to the floor before giving birth. They were lying about ten feet
from me, looking just like any discarded pair of light blue girls
underpants - except this pair was alive. This pair had a gusset that was
slowly and faintly expanding and contracting as if they were slowly
breathing. This pair had turned me into a girl, and only an hour ago this
pair had raped me and used my new sex to birth another just like them.
My body stood up and walked over to the lying panties. Despite a
frantic effort to regain control of my body, I was forced to pick them up
and pull them on. Thinking about what these things had done to me I began
to cry. My hands pulled them up my legs and I watched the respirating
gusset as it drew closer to my girlhood. I loathed them and their touch
and I knew that they wanted me to pleasure my foul sex organ again so they
could feed. As they came to rest upon my crotch I heard a louder scream
from the young man who managed to regain enough control to speak... 'Help
meeeeeee! Ohhhhhhhh god I cant believe this is happening! Pleeeeease god
noooooo!!!! Help meeeeeee! Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh! I dont want to be a
girllllllll!!!!!!!' he raged, imploring me with his eyes.
I stared at the throbbing panties between his legs and could see already
a difference. His erection had gone and his penis and balls were obviously
smaller. I wanted to run to him and pull the foul panties from his body -
but my body had other ideas. One hand grabbed a breast and the other
grabbed and began massaging my cunt. The man began gasping and stared at
his chest. 'Ohhhh god somethings happening - my nipples feel wrong.
Ohhhhhhhh no please no!!!!!!!' he screamed as his man nipples suddenly
began to grow into the larger girls equivalent. His hands regained control
and he grabbed his chest, one hand over each nipple and screeched as his
hands filled with the very same thing that I now had to endure - breasts.
'Ohhhhh god no please not this - noooooooooo!!!! not breasts - no please
they are so big!!!!! help, please help meeeeeeeee!!!!
Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!' he screamed again. It took no more than 2 minutes
for him to grow perfect grapefruit sized breasts which he held in his
trebling hands. As I had also done, his hands now moved desperately to his
panties and he stood - legs agape and desperately clawed at their edges
trying to remove them.
The panties were holding on tight and although he almost tore his own
skin trying to remove them, they held on tight. I watched between his legs
at the pulsating panties and noted how much smaller his penis and balls
were now - they must have been half the size they were before. He began to
move towards me, menace in his eyes when he started to shake and convulse.
I knew the reason - his breast brains were wiring into hsi nervous system.
He stopped and began to scream and cry at the same time 'Ohhh god, I am
losing control! I cant get these panties offf!!!! Nooooo! Please no. I
dont want to have a cunt! I dont want to be a girl! I cant bear it!
Please nooooo!!!' he sobbed hysterically while his body was forced to lie
down again on the floor.
Strangely watching this young man become a girl was making me wet. My
hand resumed massaging my cunt and I pumped my mound into my hand with
greater and greater force. My cunt lips slid from side to side against my
panties and my rubbing hand pushed the panties into my slit and against my
clitoras. I began moaning - deep rythmic moans that somehow seemed to
track the moans from the young man on the floor. Each time his panties
pumped, my hand squeezed my vulva. In my mind I was reliving the horror of
my own sex change as I watched his sex change. He screamed again and half
way through the scream his voice jumped an octave or two. The last half of
the scream sounded 100% girl and that made him scream all the more.
Moments later the hysterical young man thrust his hips into the air and
screamed again as his hips flared and widened. We both heard the popping
sound of bone remaking itself and we both looked in awe and shock between
his legs afterwoods to see how little remained of his manhood now. His
penis was no more than 2cm long and his balls were now a smooth, flat and
fleshy bump that I knew would soon begin to split as his labia formed. My
own cunt was thoroughly wet and so very aroused. If it had not been for
the sheer fact that I hated the feeling and thought of being a girl, I
would have been savouring the rising sexual heat. Again the young man
screamed as the pace of the panties throbbing increased and the change
towards girlhood accellerated. He was staring in slack jawed disbelief
between his legs at the flatness that was now so evident. We both watched,
crying, while his pathetically small penis disappeared altogether under the
ruthless efforts of his enslaving vulvoid panties.
'I'm a girl!!!!!' he screamed. Yet I knew better. I remembered the
same helpless feeling when I thought I had become a girl. But as I found
out, having no penis or balls and having a cunt are really very different.
Right now I would have done anything to just get back to the position where
I simply had no dick. A cunt was an entirely different, completely
invasive and utterly different state of affairs.
My massaging of my cunt was sending spasms through my body and I
suddenly began to come, shuddering as I felt my vagina convulse in a
swallowing action deep inside me and I felt a new release of vaginal
lubricant. My panties writhed as they fed on my foul body excretions. 'No
your not!' I screamed back as I thrust my still throbbing cunt in his
direction. 'You dont have a cunt yet! Its so much worse than just losing
your dick!!!' I screamed again, sitting on the floor now in front of him
and watching his throbbing panties and the shape of his crotch beneath. He
was crying uncontrollably - screaming out obscenities as the panties moved
into their terminal phase.
I the flatness of his crotch, revealed when the pulsating gusset of his
panties deflated, I could start to see a change. I could see the small
mound of his un-parted labia, and near his arse I could see a small indent
where it had started to split into the two halves of a vulva mouth. It was
horrific and fascinating to watch this poor man as he writhed on the floor.
His breasts wobbled each time he moved and the panties continued their
onslaught. 'Oh god Im splitting open!!!! AAaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!' he
screamed over and over.
Each time the panties deflated I saw the notch near his arse get longer.
Over the period of a few minutes it began to dominate the small mound,
growing longer and longer until it reached the space where his poor penis
used to be. When the panties deflated now they sucked themselves into the
crack and it was completely female to look at. Except for the fact that I
knew he did not yet have a vagina, I would have assumed this person was now
a girl. But the young man-girl must have read my thoughts becuase he
suddenly grew wide eyed and shrieked as he had never done before, bucking
his-her hips off the ground and pumping his panty covered mound in the air.
I knew in my heart that he was experiencing that most horrific sensation
imaginable - a vagina forming between his girls lips. He was experiencing
the formation of an intensely violating hole as his reforming body grew an
internal organ that connected his flat girls mouth with his girl-only
internal organs.
Covered in sweat and with tears streaming from her face, the former
young man endured one more affront - the growth of his clitoras. Her
screaming became a rythmic, almost sexual chant as the clitoras suddenly
enfused his new cunt with a most alien form of arousal. His clitoras
swelled and his vagina began to get wet for the first time. As the panties
slowed he was permitted to touch his new sex, and he did so with a howl of
disbelief and horror. 'Im a girl Im a girl - oh god nooo!!!! Im actually
a girl!!!! You fucking bitch - Ive got a cunt!!! Im touching my own
fucking cunt!!! I cant bear it - its so flat, so invasive!!! Ive got a
vagina for god sake!!! Noooooooooooo!!!!' she screamed whilst she
frantically felt her vulva for the first time through her vulvoid panties.
I remembered the first time I touched my own cunt. The unimaginable
sense of loss and the sense of violation simply cant be conveyed to anybody
who has not been turned into a vulvoid girl. The former boy's hand was
shaking whilst it felt the void between her legs, running up and down the
length of her vulva slit through the panty fabric. "Where is my penis! Oh
god no! my balls! gone.... they're gone!!! Oh god please dont let this
be my body! I cant be a girl! I can be! Nooooooooo" she screamed
Her trembling hand roamed up onto her stomach, feeling the gentle curve
of her new body from her arse to her navel. At that moment I could see the
panties release their claw like grip on her skin and the girl shuddered at
the sensation. She quickly slipped her hand under her panties and felt her
cunt directly. Again she screamed. She pulled her hand out as if she had
touched something hot and then thrust her hips forward and puled the
panties from her body, throwing them several feet away and then slowly
shifting her gaze back between her legs. What she saw was a bald vulva.
She had the body of a teenage temptress, with full perky breasts and the
tightest most curvaceous of vulvas. Disbelief was painted across her face,
and again her hand went for her pubic mound. She spread her legs and
suddenly screamed when her vulva lips parted. She stared down at her
breasts and again cupped her cunt in her hand. Her hand moved inside her
slit, from her clitoras to the entrance to her vagina where she pushed a
finger inside her vagina for the first time. "AHHHHHHHH!!!!!! VAGINA!!!!!
AAAAAHHHHH!!!!" she screamed then suddered and gasped and then, in shock,
passed out.
I could hardly believe that I was responsible for this poor young man
being turned into a girl - yet I was. The shock of his violent and
merciless transformation was only beginning to claw into my psyche. Laying
on the floor was a nude girl with perfect ripe breasts and a bald cunt -
who only an hour before had been a healthy young man. Strange thoughts
began running through my mind. I thought of Buffy the Vampire slayer and
he battle with the Hell Mouth. In my mind however the hell mouth was
between my own legs. My girls mouth that had just taken its first victim
like some sick sexual vampire. While my thoughts turned again to this
visualisation of my very cunt as a source of evil - I heard the door open
and watched as the doctor and the general walked in.
"Most Impressive" the general said to me whilst surveying my body and
the unconcious form of the new girl on the floor.
"I hate you!!!" I screamed at him and the doctor. "You dont have the
right! You dont have the right! I've been raped! Oh god... My body...
my body.... You cant imagine how it feels to be raped!!!! and give
birth!!! To have some fucking thing push out of your body... Ohhhhh!!!!!
I hate having a cunt!!! Please............ help me!!!" I continued whilst
sobbing again.
The men just looked impassively and said "pull youself together - you're
going back to your room, you have earned a rest!" They then walked ot the
unconcious girl and the doctor waved smelling salts under her nose and she
woke up. She looked startled, looked down at her breasts and he bald cunt
and began to cry again. "Stand up, pull your panties on and come with us -
silence please!" they said to her. Her body like mine shuddered as her
breast brains began to take control. She stood up like some glsasy eyed
robot. Robotically she pulled her panties on and I could see the faintest
hint of revulsion ripple through her controlled body when the panties
cupped her new vulva. Her grapefruit sized breasts stood proud of her
chest and her nipples stood firmly errect. Her breasts swayed and jiggled
as she began to walk from the room, facing straight ahead and under
complete control from her mamobellums. We all walked through the doctors
office and I saw the two thugs who had initially brought me to Genetech
standing to one side looking all over the body of the new girl. You could
see the look of lust on their faces as they stared openly at her largish
breasts and very flat and curvaceous vulva. Despite her robot like control
and glassy eyes, I could see the hint of a tear forming in her eyes as she
stood awaiting further instruction.
Standing under breast control like the new girl, I nonetheless managed
to grab and feel my hell mouth through the panty fabric - recalling the
first physical sensations of my cunt that this poor new girl was
undoubtedly experiencing right now. My cunt felt so flat and empty, yet
the slit felt so long and invasive. Like the girl before me I also began
to quietly cry tears of hate, frustration and deep loss.
"Would you like to see our new girl's equipment?" said the doctor
"Its just amazing!" The general said "I can hardly believe this girl was
male an hour ago - just look at her! yes please show me what those panties
have done to this subjects genitals" he continued
"show us your vulva now please" the doctor said to the new girl. The
new girl was subtly shaking, yet was forced to comply - sliding the panties
down to her knees and sitting up on one of the doctors beds with her legs
spread. She quietly gasped as her cunt lips pulled apart as she spread her
legs and just sat like some sad sexual robot as the men crowded round her
staring at and commenting on her girlhood.
"Perfect! What an amazing cunt she now has!" the general said. "And
you're convinced this subject is now completely under control?" he
continued with his eyes now sliding from her bald cunt up her belly and
onto her ripe mammobellum breasts.
"Yes" said the doctor "She is now completely and utterly under the
control of her breast brains. From now on she will be forced to masturbate
anything from 2 to 4 times a day to feed her symbiotic panties and of
course her breasts will drive her imperative to find other panty hosts. In
fact she is so under control that I am going to send her and this other
girl to school tomorrow"
"what!" said the general, startled
"yes. I want to prove my point about the level of control so tomorrow
these two will join my other girls and go to the local school. Can you
imagine the horror and frustration of the host - stuck in a girls body and
now forced to wear a little school dress and act the school girl. They
will be in an environment with normal girls, boys, adults - desperate to
tell their tale, to get help. Yet they wont! They will act sociable yet
shy, flash their panties at the boys and basically look like any other
schoolgirl their age."
"But what if they loose control? If they alert the world to our
operation here?" said the general
"They wont! You lack faith general! In fact the first lesson tomorrow
is personal education if I am not mistaken! These girls can learn with the
class all about the bodies that they now inhabit! It will be very
interesting to see how they react to that!"
End of Chapter Three
