Mind blown

The office, yet again. Just as I had left it last time. The portraits were back on the walls, the gold incandescent lights gave them all a sense of volume. The burgundy wallpaper wasn’t new to me but I got to see a greater detail in the pattern along it. The wood paneling had the same dark hues as before. This time there was more of a sofa along a wall, with water resting nearby.

“Welcome, I see you finally brought her in.” I had that lock shape burned into my mind, given that I drew it. Her desk was still covered in some glasses and paperwork. There’s a part of me that wondered what she was doing. But the other part just said that it was a part of the aesthetic of this place.

“Mike, where, who.”

“I am Lily, and this is my office. Since this is your first time, this is what you get. Why don’t you take a seat on the sofa.” Lily stood up and came around to join us. She had on a black suit this time. Pants and all, with simple wedge heels and a white button up. The buttons were red snaps, with red accenting on the edges of her jacket. Sleeve buttons, collar, all had intricately patterned flame red stitching. Her breasts were well contained, the leather collar remained in place, with her red hair in a well managed straight back aesthetic. I was halfway through the room and just casually went over to the sofa. Ash stood there still taking things in. She was slowly moving from one portrait to another.

“You weren’t this bad when you got here.” Lily leaned over to me and whispered.

“She’s known about this for a long while. Her sister apparently heard about this place.” I responded just as quietly. “I brought this for your conversation with her.” I pat a notebook and some pens I had in a bag.

“Ah, so she’s a bit star struck.” Ash looked at the portraits by looking at all of them quickly. But eventually heading over to one in particular. It was an individual who was perfectly at the center of the gender spectrum. Their Long hair was braided down to their ample butt. They had perfectly comfortable B cups in a comfortable bralette, their pits and arms were unshaven, with smooth legs and minimal crotch hair. They had panties with a bulge and a bit of a damp spot beneath it. They were truly neither male nor female. A perfect middle ground. In one hand they had a leash and what could only be guessed was a sandwich in the other. They seemed to be walking through their house with an unknown companion.

“Mhm”

“Good on you for bringing notes to write.”

“Oh, uh, sure.” I said sheepishly.

“You’re just gonna draw aren’t you.” Lily gave me an unsurprised look and grinned. Lilly had moved over to another portrait.

The woman depicted here was a twist on a classic. If anyone unaffected by the booth were considered a tall drink of water. This woman was a storm in the drought. Her Long blond hair was beautiful up in a ponytail. Taught and then flowing freely. Her skin was just the right shade of tan to be sunsoaked. Her makeup was living perfectly on the border between excessive and full. Her lips were puffed up enough to be inviting but no more. Her breasts were large, but reasonably so. They were contained well within her oceanic dress. Hitting the lightest of greens down to the deepest of blues. The whole piece went down to her mid calves. Which were just as shapely as the rest of her. With a rear end to get a turn, but not enough to cause an accident. She walked with power. She loved every second of the attention she was getting. And no one could stop her. In this portrait she was strutting through a set of doors to a party. Ash could faintly hear the hum of music, the lights inside were just slightly changing vibrancy. Her dress shined differently every few moments. This was when she realized the portraits were live.

“That’s what my plan was.”

“I, so hold. What’s going on?” Ash turned around, her arms together in a praying motion up to her mouth. She wasn’t as hunched over as before, she had an inquisitive look in her eyes.

“Basically, we’re in my office. And you are going to be getting the spiel on what actually goes on in here. The good, the bad, history. The works. Then, we can talk about the fact that there are two of you. And what that means.”

“Okay, so like. I have, so many questions.” Moving closer, finally getting ready to the seat next to Lily.

“As is expected, let’s get chattin babe. What do you want to know?” Lily pat the chair next to her while I got to sit on the sofa. Grabbing a glass of water she began the explanations. The way the booth worked, the effects, telling the stories of previous attendees.

“Who’s that girl?” Ash said pointing at the last portrait she looked at.

“That is Francesca, or Frank as he used to be known. She came here many years ago, a football player who wasn’t too great, wasn’t bad. But was immensely pressured by her father. She didn’t even want to play football. She wanted to write. After a few sessions, she realized how much more she enjoyed being in the more effeminate position. And so once football season ended and she got closer to the end of the year. She committed away from her father’s choices and embraced who she was. This was met with mixed reviews from her friends and family. But she was happy, she moved on and became a successful babe.” Lily explained all this while looking at the portrait, but by the end looked back at Ash. Who was amazed by the fact that that used to be a football jock. It took a minute for her to finally turn to me.

“So, Mike, honey.” I was pretty well into my drawing at this point. “We’re gonna have to talk about what you’ve done in here.” She had a brilliantly bright look in her eyes.

“Sure” I simply responded, going back to my drawing.

“So like, my sister heard about this place. But never got to like, do the stuff. But like if people can do stuff like Frank what sort of crazy stuff can we get a way with. ”

“Well there was the time I fucked the shit outta Mike in a vac cube with a cock I grew.”

“WAIT WHAT!” Ash had blown back in her chair by that one.

“It was his fantasy.”

“MIKE!” I was burying my face at that point in my notebook. “MIKE HONEY I KNEW YOU WERE INTO PEGGING BUT LIKE BABE!” she was practically getting up to attack me with excited energy. I had fallen over onto my face, burying myself in the sofa. Lily was just laughing. After a minute of Ash continuing to just, call me out vapidly. We reset. I continued to refuse to say anything.

“Okay so like, wait. You grew the dick for that?”

“Yes.”

“Could you make me grow a dick?” Ash had started to quiet down and lean into Lily for that question.

“ASH!” I tried to return the call out.

“LOOK IT’S A THING I’VE ALWAYS WANTED TO TRY OKAY!” Ash turned and met me with that. She clearly was more confident about her wants than I was. “I want to know what y’alls orgasm feels like! That and I already liked using a strapon so it’s just that but even better.”

“It really is.” Lily finally chimed in. And yes, I could in fact grow you a dick. Just how I could give Francesca a vagina. I could even…” At that point she leaned over to Ash and whispered in Ash’s ear. However Lily, kindly, shared what was shared through her magic mind fuckery. “Make Mike’s ass self lubricate and always clean.”

“Bitch! Yes!” Ash jumped in her seat. She was shaking her fists in excitement. “God Mike I’m gonna have to fuck the shit outta you.” I had a look of shock dart up at that one. “What?”