Luke (Crossdresser)

I am alone in this world. If I disappeared forever, no one would notice. One day, it all just went to complete shit. Rent was due, and I needed money, so I made a mistake.

I saw an ad for paid testing. In a fit of desperation, I went to see what it was. A thousand dollars per visit, with weekly visits sounded to good to be true, but I didn't have time to hesitate, so I signed right up.

As I went for my first appointment, I learnt that it was for conscious hypnotherapy trials, to test its effectiveness. Dr. Jones was very persuasive, so we went ahead. Ten minutes later I was in a dress with a dick up my ass and nothing I could do about it.

As soon as he let me out of the hypnosis, I ran for my life, his cum still dripping from my ass.

As much as I knew I needed to stay away, I also needed to stay off the street. The time came back around for another appointment and I once again found myself in his office. This time he put me on Estrogen before once again **** me on his desk.

Week after week it continued, he kept me on the Estrogen, and soon began buying me female clothes to take home.

After months, the only thing that proved that I was once a man was the dick hanging between my legs.

After many months of searching, I finally tracked down a job that could support me, and I finally stopped going to that horrid place.

I had a few weeks of peace, hoping that it was all behind me, but it was not long before I was tracked down.

One day a man I had never seen before showed up at my door. He held up a printed photo and the spoke words "Is this you?"

The photo was of me, naked and covered in semen, laid out on a table.

As I recognised the photo, I stumbled backwards, and the man followed me into my apartment. He then uttered the words "Aren't you a good girl?"

Upon hearing them, something awakened in my mind, something that brought back the slut that was born in Dr. Jones' office, and it was meer moments before I was naked on the bed being ravaged by the stranger who had entered my apartment.

As he filled my ass and bit down on my neck, my hypnosis wore off and I was left sobbing on the bed.

The man explained how Dr. Jones had sold the control of my hypnosis to the vampires, and how I was now doomed to be the breeding sow of the vampires for the rest of my life...