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Chapter 43 by NathanX NathanX

What's next?

Jessie appears, dressed in a tux.

"My, but didn't you turn out well."

You feel your stomach drop as Jessie steps out from behind one of the stalls, dressed to the nines in a tux (that you can't avoid noticing he fills out quite well).

"What have you done to me?!" you scream. "You... you pervert!"

"Now, now... is that something you really want to be accusing me in this situation?" Jessie clucks his tongue. "You might make me want to show you just what perversion really is..."

The threat forces a despairing sound from your throat. You can't help it. Seeing Jessie all dressed up makes you even more conscious of your own clothing, or rather, your distinct lack of it.

"This can't be real," you whisper. And yet even as you say that, the sound of your sensual feminine voice in your own ears stood as proof. In fact, all the feelings from your body are screaming that this... this is you. A new you. The taste of lipstick on your full lips, the sensual feeling of the sheer stockings running up your legs, the pull of your tight garter straps, the feeling of the soft silk of his panties running over the... the...

There's nothing between your legs.

Jessie laughs at your horrified face. He's reached you now and leans over you with one arm bracing himself against the pole to which you're tied.

"You're right, in a way," he says. "The environment is a virtual recreation of one of our most memorable encounters, so it's only fitting that it provide the ambiance for our next one. But as for your body..."

Jessie reaches over and gently traces his finger around your left nipple, caressing it through the silk and lace.

Your mind explodes with erotic pleasure. You can't help but let out a shockingly feminine gasp as lightning seems to shoot from your breast throughout your entire body. You feel... you feel your nipple grow harder, longer, even more sensitive. You buck and struggle, but your arms are still tied to the post, and you feel weak, so weak... stunned by the feelings **** upon you by your new breasts, by this man you'd once tormented. A man who now smiles at the helpless girl you've become.

"You let me inject you with those nanomachines, remember? Nanomachines that allow me to change your physiology, reshape your body any way I want to, with the simplest of commands..."

"You... you said they were to counteract the meds!" you cry out, plaintively.

"I lied," says Jessie simply, before licking your nipple.

"Aaaaah-! AAAAH!" you cry out, your back arching, your body exploding with feeling. Stop, stop, stop-!

"Oh, it wasn't a simple process," he says, as you gasp, your breasts rising and falling rapidly as you try to recover from Jessie's teasing. "Not if I wanted to do it safely. But I didn't want to risk hurting you, so I took my sweet time... It was exhilirating watching it actually. Watching you become... this."

He lays a hand on your thigh, and you tremble. You try to kick him away but he just laughs.

"And it gave me the time I needed to make the necessary preparations," he continues. "To call all your family, and friends... and quite a few enemies as well. Just so that I could present you with this choice. And make no mistake, sweetie, you're only going to get this choice once."

A... choice?

"Choice A, is that you let me have my **** for that... unfortunate experience you put me through during my formative years," he says, tracing a hand from your cheek, down past your breast, your narrow waist, your swollen hips, down towards your... your...

"Stop!" you wail, and it comes out like a cry. It is a cry... you can feel the tears starting to form in your eyes. "Please, Jessie, no, don't..."

"I can and I will," says Jessie, his voice like stone. "You will pay for that night, and more. And I promise you this... I will not be gentle. Or..."

He takes something out of his pocket, and your eyes widen when you see it, glittering on a red cushion.

A wedding ring.

"You can marry me, publicly, shamefully, in front of everyone who matters to you... and I will treat you like a Princess for the rest of your days..."

You look at him, stunned beyond belief. You? As... Jessie's... Wife?!

But... but the alternative...

What's next?

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