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Chapter 18 by Primal356 Primal356

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You become a sissy

“Come on cowboy,” Adelyn gives a firm tug on your leash.

Never in your life were you more afraid than this moment: Your ship, no, now your captor’s ship, has landed on the planet, and you are being dragged in front of the public by the two dominant women. Their destination is the **** Registry not far from the docks. Once there you would become a sissy ****, continuously bound and fucked, existing solely for the entertainment of others.

You move as slow as you possible, despite getting repeated yanks from Adelyn. At one point, Elena gets bored with this little game of yours, and starts kicking you in the ass every time she deems the tempo too slow.

Twenty minutes and several good kicks later you arrive in the building and you step into the long line in front of the reception. The place is full of bound men alright, escorted by their dominants. Some of them are scared. Others are more acceptant. And there are those who eagerly wait for their new life, perhaps in the form of an innate desire.

You wait in line for several minutes. Suddenly, the line jumps, as two men in front of you refuse to sign their contracts, and are taken to the "Reeducation Wing". After that, you are next. You take a deep breath, and try to calm yourself. Perhaps it wouldn’t be so bad.

“Good morning, I would like to contract this man as my ****. I also want to turn him into a sissy,” Adelyn says to the receptionist.

To your dismay, they give her a contract form right away. Adelyn quickly adds her name as the owner. Then Elena grabs your balls from behind, and patiently waits until Adelyn frees one of your hands from its bondage.

“You either sign it, or I’m tearing these off,” Elena warns.

You sign the contract. And thus you agree to become a sissy for the rest of your remaining lifespan.

“Good pet,” Adelyn smiles.

“Now please chose what appearance you would prefer for your new ****,” the receptionist says. She gives her a holo-brochure, where she could pick from hundreds of options, collected from the prettiest sissies that could be found in this sector. You at them with dread. You really don't want to become one of them. But it's not like you have a choice.

“You can adjust their height?” she frowns looking at the brochure.

“We utilize nano-technology in order to ensure that each of our sissies achieve their perfect form. That being said, the resizing and readjustment of their bone structure is a difficult process, and expensive, but it seems that have the funds to finance it.”

“We are doing it,” Elena says.

“It is also very painful,” the receptionist adds.

“That doesn’t matter,” Adelyn says. She quickly fills out the brochure, choosing what height, face, hair, and even breasts she prefers for you. She also involves Elena in the process, just to make sure the both of them are satisfied with the result.

“It will take around one week until the process finishes. Once completed, we can either deliver her to your address, or you could get her personally,” the receptionist says.

“We will take the address,” Adelyn says.

You look at her puzzled for a moment. You want to plead. Even beg. However two strong men grab you by your shoulders, and proceed to drag you to your fate, kicking and screaming.

The men drag you to a bed in one of the wings, and strap your body to the frame. You are injected with a painkiller. Then with the nanites. And a whole bunch of them.

You feel pain burning in every fiber of your body. You scream into your gag, and you start to struggle. But all you do is in vain. Your only option is to endure.

For an entire week, your stay there, struggling vehemently, and screaming into your gag as your body reshapes itself.

As your height gets reduced, your straps are readjusted.

Your muscle mass disappears as you become more feminine.

Your start to grow breasts. And you feel them pressing against the strap above them.

Your voice becomes the voice of a woman. And it scares you.

Then your memory fades as things become too traumatic for your mind.

The next time you remember things clearly is with your owner.

You are kneeling in a cage you were delivered with to somewhere. It is ridiculously small, around fifty centimeters in height and one meter in length. It is covered with a blanket, but you recognize Mistress Adelyn’s laughter, just as Mistress Elena’s, as they start to circle around you.

With a swift movement, Mistress Elena takes away the blanket, and you see the two dominant women, dressed in high heels, leather pants, and a corset, towering above your pitiful form. You can’t recall how you look. You notice you have black hair on your shoulders. You also become aware your feminine arms, kept together by the leather cuffs in front of you. You look down, and you see your breasts again. They are C-cups. You also see your cock, at its original size, dangling towards the bottom of the cage. You bite down hard on your ballgag. This can’t be happening.

“Out,” Mistress Adelyn says once she unlocks your cage. You crawl forward. Only for Mistress Adelyn to place her right leg in front of you.

“Lick,” she orders.

You do as she commands. You are too scared to do anything else.

“In the meantime, let’s take care of the first thing,” Mistress Elena says. You don’t dare to stop your worship. Instead, you silently acknowledge the presence of the cockcage, as it is carefully placed around your once proud member, locking it tight in its captivity. Perhaps forever.

“You can look up now,” Mistress Adelyn says, showing you the key hanging in her neck. Mistress Elena steps there too, just to show she also has one as a further form of cruelty.

You gulp.

“Follow me,” she snap’s her fingers.

You follow her to what you recognize as a living room, with a large holo-tv and a comfy sofa. You also find a mirror in front of you. “Stand up now,” you hear, and you slowly start getting to your feet.

For a moment, you stop motionless as you witness the beautiful women you become. You are shorter, around five two tall. You have a beautiful face, light-brown skin, gorgeous breasts and a stunning outlook. The golden cuffs around your wrists and the cockcage fit you perfectly. You realize, you became a woman everyone wants to fuck. No, a sissy that everyone wants the fuck.

“Do you know what we need now, ****?” Mistress Adelyn asks.

You shake your head.

“Your complimentary straitjacket,” Mistress Elena says, and you recognize she is holding one in her hands already. Thin and sexy, gold in color. You already know it is made of ruanite: A material that cannot be cut or torn, and is viewed outright inescapable by anyone in this sector. In fact, that thing next to you is probably a hundred years old, and housed at least a dozen slaves, who literally died wearing it.

“Arms in front,” Mistress Elena says. You do as you are told. But you are scared. You wish that time would stop, and this way, your freedom would last forever, but your hands are one by one placed into the arms of straitjacket, and you feel the rest of the fabric tightly wrapped around your body. You pray that a miracle would happen, as the two women get the end of the straitjacket’s arms behind your back and start locking the straps into place. But it all goes smoothly, and your hands get fixated for good. You receive an additional strap to bind your forearms, then you feel the zipper pulled down to the middle of your back, and you realize your predicament is now completed.

Despite your extensive knowledge of ruanite, you start wiggling your arms. This can’t be happening. But the two women put their hands on your shoulder, urging you to calm down. Yes, this is happening. And you will be locked in this forever.

Next you receive a pair of **** ballet boots, seven inch heels, with a ten centimeter chain connecting them. You also receive latex panties in the color of gold so people wouldn’t have to stare at your cock, but see a bulge instead.

“On your knees,” Mistress Adelyn orders.

You try to obey, but you stumble. Luckily the two women grab you in time, and they are happy to help you.

“Now, you might be thinking that we got what we wanted,” Mistress Adelyn says. She grabs your hair with her fingers, and presses your face to her thigh. “You wanted us to be sex slaves, and in turn, you became the sex ****. To top that we even made you a sissy, just to make sure you will be **** on someone’s cock every time we think of you. But that is not enough.”

“We want an apology,” Mistress Elena adds.

“A very, very sincere apology,” Mistress Adelyn says.

You gulp. And begin to collect your thoughts.

“I humbly apologize, from both of you, Mistresses... I didn’t know how magnificent you are,” you say.

“And?” Mistress Adelyn asks, tightening her grip on your scalp.

“I was a fool... I selfishly tried to get the most out of certain situations... And I didn’t care how much damage I would do to others.”

“And?” Mistress Adelyn frowns.

“I swear that I would respect women from now on... I will never disgrace them again.”

“Good,” Mistress Adelyn says, and she lets go of your hair.

Mistress Elena turns around, and picks up two dildos from the sofa.

You gulp again.

“Our resentment for you is now over. What we do to you next is going to be strictly from a professional standpoint,” Mistress Adelyn continues. “As you are going to spend the rest of your life **** on someone’s cock, we will make it our mission to get you acquainted with them.”

“This is your own good,” Mistress Elena adds. “Just think about it: If a man buys you on the market, all of us here want you to be able to provide a memorable experience, aren’t we?”

The two women take up the dildos. Mistress Adelyn steps close to you, and pushes her dildo down your throat. You start **** on it, only for Mistress Elena to stand you up, and start fucking you from the rear.

It is good. For some reason, you feel genuine pleasure as the two dildos are ramming you. You regain your composure, and stop **** on the dildo at the front, which makes Mistress Adelyn really happy of course, and the two of them began to pound you in a good, rhythmic fashion, to which your body quickly adapts to. Your own cock tries to stand too, pressing painfully to its cage. This makes you frustrated. But somehow even hornier.

“Alright, she is leaking,” Mistress Adelyn says a minute later. And the two women stop pounding you.

“You will be able to cum this way, don’t you worry,” Mistress Elena says from behind. “But we are not going to teach you how to get there just yet.”

Mistress Elena takes your leash, and escorts you back to the cage. This time you also receive two dildos: one of them is pressed firmly in your ass, the second in your mouth. The cage is lifted up, and the two women carry you to a dark room in the back of the apartment, full of bondage accessories. You keep looking at them with dread. Even after then two women put your cage on the floor, and leave you alone in the room.

Soon it starts to click what has been done to you. You were turned into a sissy. And now you are in a cage. Existing solely for the entertainment of others. You start twisting and jerking your arms in the straitjacket, and - by applying strength to it through the dildo in your mouth - even trying your luck with the cage’s door, but there is zero point in trying it. You keep struggling anyhow. And you keep doing it until you pass out from the exhaustion.

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