standing in a shaded corner of the room, and grinning.
“Well, Flora, how are we feeling today? No, that’s alright, I know you
can’t answer.”
Jason thought, is that it- I’ve really become Flora? Then I AM
dreaming… aren’t I?
“No time to lose, dear,” commented Mr. Dodds. “First, I want you to
install this dildo in that beautiful ass of yours.” He handed Jason a
large, anatomically shaped dildo made of chrome plated steel. It was
equipped with a wide flange at the bottom, and was very heavy. It
frankly terrified him. He wanted to shout at Mr. Dodds that this was
his dream, and he wasn’t planning to suffer in any way- he was going to
enjoy it- but then he realized- if this IS a dream, anything can
happen, can’t it? And he realized that he DID want this. He wanted to
know what it really was like for Flora when she submitted to Mandy’s
most delicious torments.
He began greasing up the dildo with the KY jelly that Dodds provided,
then his own tight bottom. To his relief, Dodds turned his back for
this part. It took several slow tries before his sphincter relaxed
enough to get the big dildo in, but when it finally slid home, “Flora”
grunted with pleasure into his mask. Although it felt as if he had a
telephone pole up his rear, he decided that he liked being a woman.
He wanted to feel his new body, but as soon as his hands wandered
towards his crotch, Mr. Dodds said, “Ah-ah! none of that! We have many
things to do, so hurry and put on the things I’ve laid out for you.”
He pointed to a pile of neatly folded items on the dresser. “I’ll help
you with the lacing and such,” he added.
“Flora’s” head was spinning… who am I really? How long can this
last? This is just to good to be true, he thought.
In a daze, “Flora” moved to the dresser and picked up the top item, a
panty girdle. It was a pretty, high waisted affair with short legs.
It was made out from heavy gauge rubberized spandex, colored pink,
which shimmered and glowed under the soft bedroom lights. As “Flora”
was putting it on, he was dismayed to find the dildo slipping out. He
had to pause several times to push it back up in embarrassment, much to
the amusement of Mr. Dodds.
“Don’t worry, my dear,” soothed Dodds, “you’ll find that the girdle
will keep it in place.”
With some effort, and some extra talcum powder, “Flora” slid the girdle
on and closed the side zipper.
As promised, the tight girdle held the dildo in, although loosely. The
heavy weight of the solid metal dildo kept it sliding out, but the
first step taken in the tight-fitting garment would send it slithering
back in. “Flora” found the effect very erotic.
The next item in the pile was a pink long-line rubber bra. He put it
on, smoothing it over his new breasts, and tucking the bottom under the
top of the girdle. It fit well, if somewhat tightly, revealing ample
cleavage over the cups.
Next was a pair of long black stockings, of polished rubber,
accompanied by a black patent-leather garter belt, with red trim. He
pulled the stockings up over the legs of the panty girdle and fastened
all six of the garters.
“Flora” was now covered in pink and black rubber from her toes to her
chest.
At this point, Mr. Dodds announced, “Very nice! But now you’ve come to
the hard part.” “Flora” glanced at the dwindling pile of clothes.
With some trepidation, he picked up a heavy corset. It was quite a
…End of the part62. To be continued..