Chapter 2: Alice visit Michael
With that, Dr Justin Wade rose from her bed and walked through a door into the corridor with the two latex-clad inflated women, leaving Alice to her thoughts and now clutching a small paging device in trembling hands as she continued to sob hysterically. Five minutes later, back in the control room, Dr Justin Wade turned to one of the nurses and instructed her to increase the dosage of aphrodisiacs and stimulants in Alice’s cock-feeder and then headed back to his office to review his emails and correspondence. He guessed that Alice would be paging him in approximately 5 hours.
After a while, Alice’s sobbing subsided and she found herself drawn once more to the cocks jutting from her wall. She took a little water, surprised at how small and insignificant the lesser of the two cocks now felt in her mouth. Her thirst quenched, she moved immediately to the larger cock, finding its presence in her mouth and throat almost comforting after the horrors of everything the doctor had told her. By the time the third ejaculation of delicious gloop slid slowly down the back of her throat and into her stomach, she had started to feel a little better, excited even. The doctor had told her that Michael was ok and the thought of seeing her son again, even on a TV screen, filled her with happiness and a strange optimism. Perhaps everything would work out after all. Trying to ignore the increasing wetness of her pussy and the nagging ache from her modified ass, Alice took the larger cock into her mouth once again and tried to clear her mind. Was she being too stubborn? Was the price of having sex with a stranger really too high for her to turn her back on her son and never see him again? She sighed in pleasure as another spurt of gloop trickled down her throat and she found herself contemplating the strange attractiveness of the two nurses who had accompanied Dr Wade into her room. Were they bimbos too she thought to herself. Just bigger boobs and a decent hairdo? Was this bimbofication thing really so awful? Was it worth losing her son over?
Still working in his office, Dr Justin Wade felt the pager buzz in his pocket and he checked his watch. A little over 2 hours. Another record he thought to himself as he closed his laptop.
Alice was sitting on the bed when Dr Wade arrived, a pink doll with eyes still red from tears nestled in a sea of pink bedclothes with her pink nightgown pulled tightly around her body. She was trembling a little the doctor noted dispassionately.
“You’ve made a decision?” Dr Wade asked her, with a new softness apparent in his voice.
Alice looked at him, now quite unable to ignore how handsome the man was and how authoritative and in-control he seemed when he spoke to her. She was acutely aware of a new moistness between her legs, still struggling to understand why she now felt so incredibly turned on by his mere presence standing close to her in her room.
She nodded slowly, releasing her grip on the loose folds of pink fabric which covered her.
“Will it hurt?” She asked in a whisper.
“There will be no pain Alice” He replied, a strangely enticing bulge appearing at the front of his white slacks. “The pleasure you will feel when I enter you will be quite overwhelming but it certainly won’t hurt.”
Alice nodded, unable to take her eyes off the impressive bulge of what was obviously a decidedly large cock still hidden in his pants. Dr Wade smiled, noting her gaze and the obvious struggle going on in her head. It wasn’t uncommon in his subjects and he knew that the lust she was struggling to contain, assisted by a continuing healthy dose of powerful aphrodisiacs, was in conflict with years of social conditioning and inhibitions.
“The cock from which you have been so eagerly sucking that delicious semen that you now enjoy so much Alice was actually fashioned from a cast of my own penis.” He told her. “It will feel very familiar in your mouth but it is quite large for your first anal penetration. You will need to be well lubricated.”
He reached into his pocket and took out a small pink tube, carefully removing the top and squeezing a blob of clear viscous gel onto his fingers.
“Undress for me Alice and lay on your front on the bed.” He instructed her, his voice gentle but commanding. “It’s time to get you ready.”
Alice removed the gown, revealing her shaved pussy and small pert breasts for the first time, suppressing a small smile of pride as she noticed how his bulge grew perceptibly at her nakedness. Justin Wade, though retaining an air of professional detachment, was impressed with the body and features of this 35 year old woman. She already possessed an exceptional face and body, especially considering her age, and she would indeed look quite amazing after the next round of surgery.
Alice lay on the bed as instructed and, her pussy now dripping openly onto the sheets, she opened her legs and waited. There was a moment of anticipation and then a cold wetness between her buttocks. A finger probing gently. More wetness. A sticky unfamiliar moistness around her anus and then she heard herself yelp in both surprise and pleasure as the finger stroked her tightly clenched ring, sending unbelievable waves of pleasure deep into her abdomen. The tightness of her clenched sphincter was no match for even the gentlest of touches. The slick lubricant allowed no resistance and before Alice really knew what was happening his finger was inside her sending her into an ecstatic and irresistible sexual frenzy of pleasure and desire. The immediacy of her reaction shocked her totally but her brain was already awash with new desires and incredible sensations. She knew instantly that this was like nothing she had ever experienced with her pussy prior to the changes the doctor had made to the millions of sensitized nerve endings now exploding in pleasure inside her ass.
“I did say that you would enjoy this Alice.” The doctor breathed, working more magic with his finger deep inside her. “I’m told that the experience is quite astonishing the first time and, as you will discover for yourself, quite hopelessly addictive.”
“Mmmmph.” Alice groaned, her mouth unable to form any words as she salivated helplessly onto her soft pink sheets.
“I… I… I need…” She finally managed to articulate through the fog of pleasure that had already claimed her. “Please… Please… I… I… I need… I want…”
“Yes Alice?” The doctor teased her.
“I… I need… I want…” She fought hopelessly against the sensations that now rippled outwards across her whole body from the slow deep rubbing of the doctor’s finger. “I want to cum… Please… Doctor… Help me cum.”
“All in good time my dear.” He replied, sliding his finger with delicious slowness through the rapidly relaxing muscles of her anal sphincter. “You’re going to suck me first Alice and, after I’ve cum in your throat, I will then fuck this ass that I spent so many hours working on for you and give you the first mind-blowing climax of your new life.”
Alice groaned in disappointment as his finger withdrew but the promise of the climax that she now craved so desperately had easily overcome any lingering resistance. She rolled over on the bed and saw that he was already naked. She didn’t even try to suppress the deep groan of desire which escaped from her lips as she saw the huge erect cock that jutted so impressively from between his legs. She salivated hungrily, her body responding naturally to the hours of training that she had received on her knees sucking eagerly at the cocks on her wall to assuage her hunger and thirst. Now she needed to satisfy a completely different appetite and she was already too aroused and too deeply stimulated to even consider shame or embarrassment. Alice smiled, knelt between Justin Wade’s legs and took the full 10 inches of his perfect cock deep into her mouth and throat. Working him with her tongue and sucking him with her wet lips, she felt him thicken in her mouth and Alice knew then that all she wanted was his cum. After just a few days in her room, learning to suck and drink the delicious gloop from the cocks on her wall, she realised that she now craved the real thing. She closed her eyes in anticipation, her body aching for his semen to claim her, every fibre of her being focused on making him cum.
Justin Wade did not disappoint. He moaned once, overtaken by his own pleasure as he began to fuck her more aggressively, thrusting his cock past her suckling lips and pressing the thick round head deep into the accepting moistness of her open throat. He gripped Alice’s hair, somehow noting that this was the last time either of them would see her as a natural brunette. He imagined her with long platinum-blond hair servicing him like this, her body and mind transformed beyond all recognition as he fucked her in any way he chose and knowing that she would enjoy every moment of her new depravity. The thought tipped him over the edge and, grunting once more in pleasure, he thrust once more deep into the wet cavity of her throat and began to fill her with cum.
Alice’s eyes opened wide in surprise as he ejaculated, feeling his cock thicken and pulse as he pumped load after load of thick delicious semen into her throat. The pleasure of it almost overwhelmed her. His cum was so much better even than the mouthwatering gloop provided by the cock in her room. He tasted unbelievably delicious and she sucked him hard, sealing her lips around the shaft of his cock, her body now aching for every last drop of him. At that moment, Alice Jacobs was almost completely fulfilled, a perfect 10-inch cock buried deep in her mouth, cum splashing against the back of her throat, being used sexually by such a powerful and attractive man. The experience washed away any last doubts she may have harboured. She was made for this. Just as he had told her, she had taken her first steps to becoming his newest bimbo, whatever that meant, and she knew already that she wanted more. As the doctor withdrew his cock from her mouth, she licked the last of his cum from her lips and swallowed hungrily. She was both surprised and relieved that he remained hard, even after cumming so strongly.
Alice smiled and rose from kneeling between his legs to turn and place her hands on the bed. Her ass was burning, tingling in anticipation, more eager than her pussy had ever been for a man to fuck her. She lifted her buttocks a little higher, resting her weight on trembling hands and arms, knowing that her ass was already lubricated and wet, ready for the fucking that she now craved with an intensity she could barely understand. She looked back at this unbelievably handsome man, the true agent of her corruption. She knew that she should hate him, hate everything that he had done to her but all she could think of was finally feeling his magnificent cock entering her. Once again, the doctor did not disappoint and Alice gave up any pretense of control as she felt the huge thick tip of his 10-inch cock pressing against the slick wetness of her ring. She gasped at the delicious pressure, the tantalizing anticipation of what was surely to come. She relaxed her muscles, feeling her ass open around the bulbous head of his cock and then, without any pain or discomfort, he was inside her already starting to thrust, the rhythmic motion of his cock sending her to some place she had never been to before. The pleasure was overwhelming, her delight total and transforming. Alice screamed with the sensuality of it all and the cascade of sensations that now claimed her. She climaxed almost immediately, an orgasm so powerful that everything was washed away before it. Her second climax followed soon after, her ass now just a ring of transforming pleasure and then, just as she thought she had nothing left to give, he pushed his cock more deeply into her rectum, stimulating the deep vaginal nerves he had so carefully implanted there only a few days before. Alice screamed once again and cried out in ecstasy as the most powerful orgasm of her life claimed her totally. The woman that had once been Alice Jacobs was still cumming minutes later when Justin Wade finally slipped his cock from between her buttocks and smiled proudly at his newest creation as she lay panting and only semi-conscious amongst the untidy pink linen of her ultra-feminine bed.
“Thank you for that Alice.” Dr Wade said breathlessly. “Most enjoyable.”
He began to dress.
“I’ll have the monitor brought to your room as promised.” He offered. “You can spend the rest of your evening watching your son as we agreed though you should sleep tonight as you will need to be well rested ready for the final round of surgery tomorrow.”
Alice breathed a thank you as she lay panting on the bed, her mind still struggling to deal with what she had just experienced and the lingering pleasure that still swept in waves through her exhausted body.
“After the surgery tomorrow, the physical aspects of your bimbofication will be complete Alice.” He told her nonchalantly. “Psychological reprogramming and the reduction of your cognitive functions will take place throughout your recovery. In essence, in about 2 weeks, you will be a new woman.”
Dr Justin Wade smiled.
“After that, I see no reason why you cannot be reunited with your son. Enjoy the rest of your evening.”
Alice murmured softly on the bed, quite unable to reply, her head was filled with a million new temptations and her body didn’t seem to want to move. She moaned softly in half-remembered pleasure, enjoying the sensation of soft pink sheets rubbing against her tingling skin. She barely noticed the well-muscled young man who brought in the high-tech monitor and arranged it for her at the foot of her bed. Her nakedness caused her no embarrassment or shame and she simply lay there watching him dreamily as he made a few minor adjustments before leaving. Curiously, the sight of this handsome stranger reignited some of the desire which she thought she had so recently satiated but the memory of it seemed only to increase her need. She groaned again, moving a hand to her buttocks and slipping a finger delicately into the wet opening of her anus and gasped. Alice realised that she was already aching for her next climax.
It took a huge effort to stop the soothing exploration of her newly discovered anal pleasures and lift herself up from the prone position she had adopted on the bed. Alice sighed in disappointment as her finger slipped wetly from her ass and she sat up to view the monitor. Her excitement at the prospect of seeing her son was diminished slightly by the torrent of lust she still felt and the unfamiliar need that remained between her buttocks. She tried to clear her head but perhaps only partially succeeded. Her maternal instincts to see her dear son on the screen was close to being overwhelmed by the uncontrollable longing that now consumed her. Alice forced herself to focus and finally saw an unsteady image on the monitor before her.
“Michael?” Alice said to herself. “Is that you?”
On the screen was displayed a delicate figure, viewed from behind, sitting at a dressing table. The person was naked except for a pair of patent-leather stilettos with 5 or 6-inch heels. Alice blinked to try to see the grainy image better but it was obvious that the individual was quite bald, her head perfectly smooth. Her? Alice rubbed her eyes. Surely this was the wrong screen or camera or something. Alice’s disappointment was palpable. The petite hairless girl, who Alice assumed was around 18 years of age, was seated on a velour cushion gazing at her reflection in the dressing table mirror, her delicate fingers with pink manicured nails rummaging through a collection of cosmetics arranged before her. Alice watched with mounting curiosity as the girl applied mascara and lipstick before placing large silver hoops in her pierced ears. The girl rose and moved out of sight of the camera but Alice caught sight of a tapered waist, a fashionable diamond stud in her navel and small budding breasts. She looked away, suddenly, deciding to respect something of this stranger’s privacy but returned her gaze to the screen almost as soon as the youthful figure returned. She was carrying a blond wig now and spent a few moments applying some liquid to her bald pate, Alice guessed an adhesive of some sort, before arranging the platinum blond wig to her obvious satisfaction in the mirror. The girl looked more normal wearing the wig, even though her now long hair was fairly obviously fake. The girl took one last look at her reflection and then got up from the cushion and turned in her 6-inch heels to unknowingly face the camera.
“Oh my god!” Alice heard herself exclaim, reaching her hand across to touch the screen. “Michael. My poor dear Michael. What have they done to you?”
Alice whispered to herself, a mixture of disbelief and horror in her voice. The figure on the screen was now clearly her son, Michael, but a son she barely recognized. His once short brown hair was now hidden beneath a platinum blonde wig, his face was expertly made-up, and his body was adorned with feminine accessories that only served to accentuate his newfound curves.
Alice felt a wave of jealousy wash over her as she looked at her son’s transformed figure. She had always been proud of her own physical appearance, but now she couldn’t help but feel inadequate compared to the stunning beauty that stood before her on the screen.
“How could they do this to him?” She thought to herself, tears welling up in her eyes.
"If this is what they've done to him, what have they done to me?" Alice had always been a traditional woman, with conservative values and a strong sense of family. But, as she watched her son transform before her eyes, she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of fascination. She couldn't deny the fact that he looked absolutely stunning. His delicate features, the way his makeup accentuated his high cheekbones and the way his wig framed his face perfectly - it was all so captivating.
And that's when it hit her. If this is what they could do to him, why couldn't they do the same to her? Alice had always felt a bit frumpy, a bit plain compared to the other women in the world. But now, as she looked at her son, she realized that there was a whole new world of possibilities out there.
A world where she could be transformed into something beautiful, something that she had never thought possible.
As she watched, a nurse entered the room and began to help Michael with his transformation. Alice couldn't believe what she was seeing. They were removing his clothes, revealing his smooth, hairless skin. She felt a strange mix of emotions as she watched her son being transformed into something so different from what she had known him to be.
The nurse handed Michael a pair of lacy lingerie, and he slipped them on, his movements fluid and graceful. Alice couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as she watched him move with such ease and confidence. She had always been so self-conscious about her own body, but now she was starting to see the beauty in the feminine form.
The nurse then helped Michael into a tight-fitting dress that accentuated his curves in all the right places.
Alice couldn't help but feel a rush of arousal as she watched her son become more and more feminine. She felt a strange mix of emotions, a combination of love and desire that she had never felt before.
Alice couldn't tear her eyes away from the screen, watching as Michael applied the final touches to his makeup. She felt a deep longing in her core, a need that she couldn't quite understand. And then, it hit her. She wanted to touch herself, to feel the release that she knew was building inside her.
Slowly, almost imperceptibly, Alice's hand moved down her body, slipping beneath the soft fabric of her nightgown. She closed her eyes, letting out a soft moan as she felt the heat of her own body. Her fingers found their way to her wetness, sliding easily between her folds as she began to touch herself.
She thought of Michael, of the way he looked on the screen, and of the things she wanted to do to him. She imagined him with breasts like hers, full and heavy and perfect. She imagined him bent over in front of her, his ass in the air and ready for her to take. She imagined herself filling him up, fucking him until he cried out in pleasure.
The thought was too much for Alice to bear. She felt her climax building inside her, the tension in her body growing tighter and tighter until she could hardly stand it. And then, with a cry of release, she came. It was intense and powerful, unlike anything she had ever felt before. She lay back on the bed, spent and satisfied, her fingers still wet with her own juices.
As she caught her breath, she realized that she had been talking to Dr. Wade the whole time.
She felt a mixture of shame and excitement at what she had just done, but the pleasure of her orgasm still lingered in her body.
"Dr. Wade," she began hesitantly, "I was thinking... what if Michael could... you know, become more like me?"
"More like you, Alice?" Wade asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes," Alice said, gathering her courage. "I mean, what if he could have breast enlargement surgery, like I did? And... and what if he could... become an anal slut like me, too?"
Wade looked at her for a long moment, his expression unreadable. Alice felt her heart race as she waited for his response.
"Interesting idea, Alice," he said finally.
"But I'm afraid it's not quite as simple as that. Transforming a person into a bimbo fuckdoll is a complex process, involving extensive surgeries and psychological reprogramming. And it's not something that can be done overnight."
"But you can do it?" Alice asked, her voice trembling with excitement and fear.
"I can," Wade said, a hint of pride in his voice. "And I have."
He gestured towards the monitor, where Michael was now lying on a bed, his legs spread wide open as a nurse prepared to insert a speculum into his anus.
"As you can see, your son is already undergoing the process. And once he's finished, we can begin on you."
Alice felt a wave of panic wash over her.
"What do you mean, 'bimbo fuckdolls'? I don't understand!"
Dr. Wade chuckled softly, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of amusement and malice. "Oh, my dear Alice, I thought I had made it clear. You and your son will be transformed into the perfect playthings for my own personal pleasure. We'll start with some basic surgeries - breast augmentation, lip augmentation, and a bit of rhinoplasty to give you that classic 'doll-like' appearance. Then, we'll move on to the more... specialized procedures.
"Specialized procedures?" Alice echoed, her voice trembling.
"Yes, of course." Dr. Wade leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers under his chin. "For you, we'll be stretching out your anus to accommodate larger objects.
Dr. Wade's words hung heavy in the air, his voice dripping with a malevolent glee. The mere mention of the upcoming procedure sent a shiver down my spine. He was planning to insert a series of progressively larger butt plugs, each one larger than the last, until my body was able to accommodate a cock as large as his. The thought of the pain and discomfort that would come with each insertion was almost too much to bear. But I knew that I had no choice. I was his prisoner, and he held all the power. As if that wasn't enough, he also had plans for my son. Dr. Wade explained, with a cruel smile on his face, that my son would be receiving hormone injections to help him develop more feminine features. He spoke of enlarging his breasts, slimming down his waist, and giving him a set of lips that would be perfect for pleasing him. The thought of my son being subjected to such a cruel and degrading transformation was almost too much to bear. But I knew that I had no choice. I was his prisoner, and he held all the power. As I sat there, listening to his twisted plans, I couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness wash over me. I knew that I couldn't fight back, not with the guards constantly watching me. I could only hope that somehow, some way, I would be able to find a way to escape and put an end to this nightmare. But for now, I was trapped, with no hope of freedom. I closed my eyes, trying to shut out the horrifying images that were swirling through my mind.
Alice sat in the dimly lit room, her heart racing and her palms sweating as she listened intently to Dr. Wade's plan. The words he spoke seemed to dance around her, creating a whirlwind of emotions within her. Excitement and fear intertwined, each emotion vying for dominance. She couldn't help but imagine herself, not just as a participant, but as a key player in this intricate game. Her mind began to wander, painting vivid pictures of herself and her son, standing side by side, dressed in a manner that was as provocative as it was absurd. She envisioned herself and her son, both adorned with the trappings of bimbo-dom: high heels that clicked against the floor with an echoing cadence, and butt plugs that served as a constant reminder of their submission. But it wasn't just her and her son.
She imagined him taking turns on both of them, making them moan and scream in pleasure. She imagined him pinching their nipples, pulling their hair and slapping their faces. She imagined him filling her ass with his cock and her son's mouth with his balls. The more she thought about it, the more she wanted it to become a reality.
"Fuck," she moaned, her fingers working furiously between her legs. She was already so wet and felt herself getting close to climaxing.
She thought about how her son's hairless body looked in the wig and makeup. She imagined him being fucked by Dr. Wade, his tight boy pussy being stretched to the limits. The thought made her even wetter and she bucked her hips as she rubbed her clit faster and faster. She thought about how she would be transformed next, her body modified to be the perfect fuckdoll for Dr. Wade's enjoyment.
She moaned his name as she came, her juices soaking her fingers.
As she caught her breath, she couldn't help but feel a deep sense of shame and disgust at what she had just done. But even as she berated herself, she couldn't deny the intense pleasure that she had just experienced. It was a pleasure that she wanted to experience again and again.
As if sensing her thoughts, Dr. Wade's voice broke through the silence. "I see that you've made your decision, Alice."
She looked up at him, her eyes wide with fear and anticipation. "Yes," she whispered. "I want to be transformed."
He smiled, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Excellent choice, Alice. You won't regret it."
With that, he gestured for her to follow him. Alice took a deep breath and stood up, her legs trembling with fear and excitement.