Well, no. Not at the moment.

"Well, how would you 'defuse' a person then?" "I don't know. You could talk to her, make her believe she had surgery in another country. That way, she wouldn't blow your cover as soon as she needs to see a doctor for whatever reason. You could send her away. You could... I don't know. You're the one with the mind bending powers." It was obvious, she was worried sick. I on the other hand still tried to convince myself that everything was going to be fine without any freaking government officials hunting me... "I'll talk to her. Figure something out. I'm sure, everything will be fine." Ally saw right through my lies. "You don't believe that yourself, so please don't lie to me. Talk to her. Try to get that mess cleaned up and if you do need help for fucks sake, talk to me. I know someone I can ask for help." "You mean this Rob guy?" "Why not? He is already in the area and he is experienced. I trust him but I wouldn't want to connect him to this mess. I don't want to endanger anyone more than necessary but I also don't want to see anyone get hurt and stand by not giving a helping hand. Okay, D?" "Okay. I'll talk to her." "It will be best if I leave now. I have to process some things and you do too."

She really took her leave and I didn't dare to hold her back. Although I would have loved to fuck her brains out, she was right. We both needed to process some things. At the door, she took a few seconds to look at me. Then she sighed and moved in for a long goodbye kiss. "You gotta be more careful. Promise me." "I promise I will be more careful next time I deal with rapists and other lowlifes." "This is serious to me. Please." "I mean it, Ally. I promise I will be more careful." "I believe you. Call me when you figured shit out?" I nodded. She smiled and turned away from me. I closed the door and took a deep breath. I tried to focus. What should I do next? After a few more breaths, I grabbed my phone and texted Fittie. I asked how she was and how the transformation went. Then I texted Jaz how I enjoyed our last meeting, that she gave me a new fetish and that I was looking forward to see her soon. Then I set my phone on do not disturb and sat down to meditate. I took my time. And when I came back up, I grabbed a sheet of paper and wrote a headline on it: The Fittie Situation.

What could I do, to tie up the loose ends? I wrote down several options like trying to reverse everything I did to him/her and make her go back to her old self. In that case I would need to erase his memory of the whole thing. That would lead to other problems. The whole thing went on far too long to erase it completely without serious questions and more loose ends, I decided. I could try to get his old identity to speak, somehow bring it up if something of it was still left inside of her, and offer to reverse everything, I mean she was probably still convinced I was an almost all powerful alien God. Surely I could get her to comply... I could make her move away to another country and start a new life entirely. That would probably be the best for me, Jaz and the girls and Fittie in her current state. But it would raise questions with Fittie's personal friends and family... I could make her forget everything about me and her transition. That was surely going to raise the most questions and I would still have to make Joey and Vanny forget, and possibly Jaz. Or I could make her believe, she went to another country and had surgery. She could then move away to another city and keep contacts with family and friends, if they were willing to accept the transition. This option would presumably be the most work. It could potentially raise questions too like when was this? Why has she been showing up at work when she was presumably in another country having surgery?

Fuck! It seemed there was no easy solution. I made a large circle around the last option and checked my phone which I put on do not disturb for my meditation session. There was an answer from Fittie. "Sorry Master. I wasn't feeling too good. I had a fever but I went to see a doctor and now I am good. I will stay at home though this week." Fuck! Fuck! FUUUCK! She went to see a doctor??? I felt panic clawing at my mind. I took some time to recover and calm down. Then I answered. "Really? How did it go. Did the doctor say anything about your changed body?" "She did seem to notice my tits. But she was extremely busy and we didn't really talk about it." "Good. Did you apologize to Jaz, like I said?" "No Master, I forgot. But I will definitely make good for it." "Do it. You will probably need another dosage. I will visit you this evening and wee will need to talk. Expect my presence around eight thirty." "Yes, Master. I am happy to see you again, Master." I sighed. Then I packed some things, made up my mind and meditated again for a few moments on what I was going to do.

Before I left, I had an idea and texted Fittie again. "I expect you to wait for me completely naked and kneeling by the door. I intend to use you, as I see fit, so see to it that you are freshly and cleanly shaven as it is appropriate for a submissive of your standing." The answer came quickly. "Yes, Master! I will prepare everything accordingly." I chuckled mischievous. After Ally had teased me and left without making me cum, I was about to use the little cumslut I had made out of Fittie and in the same breath I would solve the Fittie-situation. After that I would call Ally and tell her everything was okay. Nice. So I drove myself over to Fittie's place. It took me over half an hour and in that time I realized, I could have driven to Jaz's place and have fun with a girl I actually adored. On the other hand, I needed to tie up loose ends. Ally was somehow right, even if this whole MKUltra thing sounded more and more like a tinfoil hat type of conspiracy theory to me.

I parked the car outside Fiities place and walked up the stairs to her apartment. I was excited and stretched my senses looking for Fittie's conscience. Ahh there she was. It appeared she did really kneel by the door. Just as I had instructed. I was going to ring the doorbell, but then I decided to make another entrance. I was close to the door and tried to reach out to her. But it was really difficult to speak to her or enter her mind in any way without eye contact and a solid stone wall or at least a metal door between us. When I noticed it wouldn't work without spending too much energy, I gave up and rang the doorbell. The door opened up to an empty hallway. I entered and Fittie closed the door behind me. I turned around and she looked at me. "I am glad to see you, Master." After this she put her breast out and placed her hands behind her back and spread her legs. I made a step backwards. Fittie had undergone quite some changes. Her skin appeared soft and hairlines. Her body had slightly feminine proportions with very small but firmly appearing breasts now being proudly put on display by the submissive cumslut I hade made out of her. Between her legs her masculine genitals had indeed disappeared and transformed into something that could only be described as a vagina. "Do you like it?" I tried to not appear surprised and looked her up and down. Then I said, "very well. You turned out almost I had planned for you. Now you need another treatment to make things better and of course permanent. You want it to be permanent, don't you?" That was a lie of course, a guess at best. I had no Idea I could do such a thing. I had no Idea, if it was ever going to be reversible or if anything could make it permanent. I had rather decided to use this treatment as a pretence to empty my balls, alter his memories and send her to another city where she could live out her sluttiest fantasies in the anonymity of a major city far away from Jaz and me and anybody really who knew her before. She looked at me. "Yes, Master." I looked back at her and I for a moment I wanted to enter her mind, look for a trace of the old Fittie, give her the choice to choose freely without my interference. Then I remembered the old Fittie, the jealous, encroaching, proprietary asshole, that held a knife to Jaz's throat, threatening her to kill her just to **** a blowjob out of her, just to ruin her relationship after she had dumped him. No. Fucking. Way. He would endure the punishment. A part of me even hoped her old self was still in there somewhere.

"Crawl to the living room on all fours." I spoke these words using my regular voice and I also projected these words into his head, using the voice of Nyarlathotep. Fear crawled into his mind. I walked beside him as a master would beside his dog. In the living room I stepped outside my clothes. Maybe it was a good thing, Ally had left me with blue balls. In this state I was far more willing to dominate people unscrupulously. "Turn around and open your mouth." She did as she was told. Making eye contact I reached out and blended my body with a depiction of Nyarlathotep, the crawling Chaos and stalker among the stars. The God of a thousand Forms decided to appear as a tentacled man-beast, dark grey and black with eyes burning like stars. I touched her face with one hand and began to drain her violently. An electric surge almost crackled in my palms and the girlish figure before me sighed. She must have been sensing my draining touch. I laid my hardening cock on her stuck out tongue and immediately, she began sucking on it and the intense and eerie feeling started to tickle around my cock too. As the cum hungry mtf-sex **** devoured my manhood I violently drained her energies and sapped her willpower. I entered her mind clowded by genuine fear and implemented lust and desire, ahunger for my hot cum, and I searched her memories. They were easy to be found, stored like glasses in a shelves in a long hallway resembling a dinky lit library. I came across all the memories of Jaz. I stopped and thought about destroying them all, but I wanted to her remember her ex girlfriend. So I trashed only the glasses holding sexual memories most dear to her old masculine self then I went on until she would remember nothing of being a sexually active male. Good. Now it was time to begin the real work. But before I did start, I pulled back. Her tongue was eagerly licking the underside of my cock head as I pulled out. «I have made you a girl and I will take the ius primae noctis with you.» I used the voice of Nyarlathotep now only in her head. She looked at me confused and I couldn't help but roll my eyes at her. «The right of the first night.» She still didn't understand. Did I make her that stupid or was she always a little bit on the dumb side? «Stand up and turn around, Bitch! Bend over for me!» Now that she understood. "Master, I don't know if I am ready. I don't know if it will fit." I slapped her face and went deep into her mind, rushing through the endless space between the glowing planes I found the luminous strands that gave her the ability to speak. I lashed out, not to make it permanent, but to demonstrate my power over her. With her ability to move her tongue and so to speak gone, I made her turn around and felt her glistening brand new vagina. Nice swollen pussy lips, soft and warm. I felt her inner labia and spread her tiny hole. It seemed fuckable to me. I put my rock hard member against her pussy and slowly pushed in. Fittie immediately began to moan as I kept draining her. She was tight, clasping the tip of my engorged member. Only the tip on her, I enjoyed the sensation but her pussy I would keep for dessert. Did she really did need a second treatment? I had no Idea and frankly I didn't care at this point.

There was still work to be done so I returned and began sculpturing her memories. I destroyed most of the sexual details she remembered about Jaz. I let her keep the general memories of Jaz being her girlfriend and herself being a male at this point. I let her keep the memories of Nyarlathotep, taking away her ability to climax or even to get an erection as a punishment for threatening to kill Jaz over a blowjob. But I took away every memory of Nyarlathotep being me as well as any details of the process of altering her sex. Instead I left her with a vague feeling that an incredibly powerful alien godlike being had made her to this, had made her crave cock and cum. I implanted into her the thought to never speak of this and tell a story of getting surgery in the states instead. This one was probably the hardest one because I had no real Idea, what this kind of surgery entailed. Still I just tried to come up with something I deemed credible. When everything was done, I implanted the command to leave this town, get a new job somewhere else and suck cocks by flirting with men on the street and in bars.

After that I pulled back. Altering her memories and implanting all these thoughts was exhausting. I slapped her ass and she let out a scream. Then I took my glans, wet from her swollen and newly formed pussy and positioned it against her sphincter. She moaned as I entered her and I noticed she now pushed back against my manhood without restraint. "Good, little slut. Push back on it." I grabbed her hips and began thrusting into her. Her screams now louder and louder. She still couldn't form words, but it sounded like she was encouraging me. I didn't hold back and instead of enjoying it, I worked on getting to my first orgasm quickly. It still took me some time but with the training of my powers I had also gained some control over my own excitement and orgasms so it wasn't long before I felt my first ejaculation arise. I concentrated on the things I wanted to imprint her with. Her bodily changes, her memories and the level of thought control.

When I was ready, I pulled her slender and once male hips back to me. She obeyed like a good little cum slut and pressed back as my engorged member drilled into her bowels. I felt her internal sphincter making way for me as she loudly screamed. It was as if her final resistance had been broken and I could freely push into her until I was balls deep. I groaned as I prepared to release my hot seed deep into her body. "Yeahs, Ngas'er! Cu..." She was trying to speak but my inhibition was fading only slowly. I laughed and with a - for now - final thrust I started to pump into her what she desired most in this world. I could have waited to produce a massive ejaculation, but this wasn't my game today. I felt three or four heavy spurts shooting out of my glans and as they entered Fittie's body, her screams changed into moans.

I took a deep breath and cleared my mind before I pulled out. Slowly my still erect cock reappeared and heard a disappointed sigh coming from Fittie. She was panting though and sank to her knees, now facing my cock, glistening with her bodily fluids. I grabbed her face, still projecting the tentacled man-beast image of Nyarlathotep. My arms and hands, my cock especially appearing as alien tentacles to her. Her eyes were wide open and shocked as she looked at me, but inspite of the horror she felt, she craved more of my cum and the realization of this contradiction added a whole new level and terror to the situation. The craving made her fear me even more. «Hold it in, Bitch! Every drop you lose out of your stretched little asshole, you will lick off the ground.» She stared at me, nodding, her eyes wandering off to the the tentacle that was my still rock hard boner, covered in fluids... mostly in fluids... Where wood is chopped, splinters must fall and butt sex can be a dirty thing.

I let her see the dirt, the image I projected into her mind was not appearing any cleaner than my cock really was. But as I gently began to squeeze her mouth open, she practically jumped on my cock and licked it clean off her shit before she started a blowjob. Soon the tip of her tongue caressed my corona glandis but I wasn't here to play games or to enjoy an incredibly elaborated blowjob. I was here, to empty my nutsack into every hole, this bitche's body had to offer - given the opening was large enough of course. I was going to spare her nose and ears... Although... An Idea began to form iny head. As I grabbed her face and pulled her into position for a rough face fuck, I projected the image of my fingers growing into tentacles as well. In her mind, she felt these tentacles wrap around her neck and enter her mouth and ears. I still needed to drain her violently in order to hold this illusion up and I had no idea how long it would work but for now, it was enough sick amusement for me. I learned I could project sensory input apart from me touching her for real and so I let imaginary tentacles slide and slither across her body, massaging her small, firm breasts, entering her pussy and rubbing over her swollen clit. With this imaginary sensations and a little help from my mind bending powers she quickly became a **** to her own lust and need for more of my semen. Her hands tried to get a grip on my strong upper legs as she tried to withstand my forceful thrusts into her throat.

I had no intention of teasing her. She was already close from the intense anal experience I gave her a few minutes ago and now, I pushed her helpless mind over the edge. A strong, body shaking, mind blowing orgasm washed over her whole being as she moaned and gagged, trying to impale herself even further on my rod. She couldn't help it, the convulsions in her lower body made my cum drip out of her used butt hole. Her whole body was sweaty and she was in a completely different world. As I felt my second climax approaching, I had melted her brain and fucked her into oblivion although technically I had just fucked her throat. I set on for the final thrust. On some level, she must have noticed what was going to happen. I pulled my cock almost out of her mouth and looked down. The Fittie who had threatened Jaz's life seemed to be gone for good. Before me on the floor there was a young womanly figure with almost girlish facial features. Soft brown eyes looked up at me, pleading me to release, to let her taste my cum, to fill her body with my seed. As I thrust into her, it seemed she almost enjoyed it. I groaned as I pressed her nose against my pelvis pumping spurt after spurt deep into her throat. I felt her swallowing load after load. The muscles in her throat working to milk my cock for the last drop and I have to admit, staying focused to imprint her even further was hard.

This orgasm was considerably bigger than the last one but I wasn't totally spent yet and I wasn't going to let it end here. As soon as I felt my climax waning, I pulled out. Concentrating, breathing calmly, as if I were meditating, I managed to stay hard again which was unusual, even for me. And I can only attribute this achievement to the fact that I kept draining Fittie even when she was almost completely spent.

With my cock still erect, I stood before her. She looked up at me and with a slow and audible gulp, she swallowed the rest of my second load. "Tha... Thank you, Master." I looked down at her and slapped her face. «Turn around!» In her head the voice of Nyarlathotep was now deep and powerful like the roaring sea. She understood and offered me her pussy now in Doggystyle position as I had intended. The prize I was going for. Her final hole, now to be claimed be me. And what a sight it was. Her pussy lips were soft and freshly shaven, pink and swollen with lust. Her Juices had run down both her thighs. It looked different than it did when I first arrived that day or at least that was my impression. Her butt hole was pink and well used, still a little bit stretched and glistening with my cum. Her ass was firm and feminine. From this angle her whole waist looked as if she was ready to take my seed and bear my children. I shuttered at the thought and quickly turned to more joyous matters.

I grabbed her hips and pulled her into position so that her face was over the small puddle of cum that had dripped out of her arse earlier. It was dirty and mixed with her juices. Faint strands of her shit seemed to be mixed in there. «Lick it up, Bitch!» She obeyed without hesitation and began to eagerly lick up my cum off her living room floor while I entered her mind. I projected the sensation of more tentacles gripping her hips and feet, making their way across her back and belly towards her tits, neck and into her mouth ears and nose. Then I took my cock, covered in her thick saliva and begann to enter her pussy. I pushed in slowly and I sensed her hymen or whatever had formed as an equivalent to a hymen and she she trembled as I touched it with the tip of my cock. «I will not go slowly. Your body is mine!» "Oh yes. Please fuck me already. Please fuck me! I wanna know what it's like! Pleaseaaaaahhh!" I just shoved my cock in. Not with full ****. I still wasn't sure, if I was going to bottom out in her. But I didn't. Or I did when I was balls deep into her. He legs shook as I hit her AFE-zone. This tight little pussy was just like it was made to fit around my cock and it probably was. The idea amused me, because if it was, she would never find satisfaction with smaller penises and she would have to become a real size queen in order to find someone who could fill her to her satisfaction. Although it was of course possible to find cocks as big as mine or even bigger.

I started pounding her with forceful thrusts while she was licking my cum from the floor. This time I wanted to take my time, but I felt there was nothing left in her I could drain. What energy I had stored in my own body was used as well. If I wanted to imprint her even further with my last cumshot for today, I had to do it now. And so just after a couple of minutes of hard fucking this freshly deflowered pussy, I shot my load into her. Spending the rest of my energy to imprint her. Given the fact this was my third climax in quick succession, it was still fairly big. Fittie screamed in surprise, as she felt my seed splash against her newly formed insides and I saw to it that this sensation pushed her over edge too. I felt two more big globs being shot out of my cock, the forth spurt being considerably smaller and a fifth that felt as if no cum was left in me. Fittie was panting heavily with her own orgasm. Her pussy convulsing around my now well used cock still inside her, trying to milk it for every last drop of cum, which I let her have at this point. Through our connection I felt how her body absorbed my seed and how her first experiencing a male erupting inside her overwhelmed her. When I pulled out, she sank to the floor. I heard her voice, more womanly than I remembered. "Master? Can I get pregnant?" I was putting my clothes back on. With all my energy spent, I wasn't planning on staying any longer than absolutely necessary. "It can't be said by now, you'll see. Watch out for your period, you should be careful though. Just in case." I used my normal voice. Of course this was a bluff again. I had no idea how complete the swap was. If it was even possible. I just wanted to get back home and take a shower, so I headed for the door. I looked back to Fittie lying on the living room floor: She was sexy. Her slender body lying on the floor. The tangerine evening light playing on her soft skin. Her firm little breasts, now noticably bigger than when I arrived. Fresh cum smeared across the smile on her girlish face, dripping out of her ass and flowing out of her pussy. I had filled every hole of this little bitchand it was a picture like from a weird Hentai or Gang Bang porn movie. I smiled a smile of deep sexual satisfaction and I have to admit I was little bit proud of me. I had done that to her. Alone.

As I stepped outside, the dim orange light of evening was still lingering. The sky was blue with no cloud in sight. A nice warm summer evening. A huge black SUV had parked close to my car. Next to it I noticed someone: A slim blonde woman wearing a practical black dress with a white blouse and sun glasses stood next to it. She was sexy but in strict way. "Ah, Mr. D. I have been waiting for you." I heard the woman's voice as I walked down the stairs. Shit. Who was she? Why did she know my name? I tried to reach out and sense her presence: nothing. My thoughts were racing but I tried to remain calm. "Yes, how can I help you?" I tried to look her in the eyes but eye contact was impossible with this sun glasses. I stretched out my senses again, to learn her intentions but I was too spent. Reaching out to her felt like hitting a solid brick wall. Should I go to her, shake her hand? Try to make skin contact to refill my energy and toget new options here?

I saw her bringing her watch to her mouth and mumbling something. I looked around and searched for another presence: again nothing. But I couldn't trust my senses right now. I decided my best bet was my own car. I went down the stairs and as soon as I reached the parking lot, everything went really quick. I experienced it in slow motion though. First I felt a stinging pain in my neck as something cold, tiny and metally pierced my skin. I felt pressure under my skin and my senses went numb as did my legs. I fell to the floor as I lost control over my arms and hit my head hard. A warm and numb feeling spread through my body as I lay on the dusty ground in this parking lot. There was blood on the pebble stones. I must have hurt my head in the fall. Very slowly my vision began to blur and then I heard it. A ghust of wind and the call of a crow, quickly followed by another and another. A cold wind swept in and within a matter of seconds the clear blue summer sky was filled with heavy grey rain clouds. The blond woman reached into her jacket and pulled out a gun. Nervously she scanned the surrounding. "Shit! There's another one. We have a Beguiler on our hand!" And then the birds came in. Thousands and thousands of black silhouettes darkened the sky. Their combined cries deafened my hearing. Whatever the woman tried to tell to whoever, I couldn't even hear her speak. The birds rushed in on her and began to attack. She waved her arms and fired her gun into the air. But I couldn't see a single bird falling out of the sky... She made for her car, now blood ran down her face too. She had lost the sun glasses and as her SUV speeded away I noticed a blurred figure stepping out from behind some bushes. I couldn't make out his face but it seemed like a bearded man with a loose pair of trousers and a simple shirt looked down on me. it was the thing I saw. Then my world went completely dark.

End of part 1.