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From: clipper007@hotmail.com
Date: Tue, Apr 21, 1998 04:01 EDT
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Subject: NEW TG: The Scent
From: michelle <pattee@mail.ohio.net>
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THE SCENT:
"You know something", said Rebecca to Mike, "you're an asshole! You
treat Joy as if she were DIRT!"
"I treat her like I treat ALL pussies", Mike snapped back. "Now leave me
the hell alone!"
The argument started when Becky happened to walk in on her best girl
friend, Joy and his fiancee. Joy was dressed like the slut Mike wanted
her to be -- face messy with fresh cum -- and tears in her eyes. Mike had
just 'convinced her' to give him a blowjob -- a task barely completed when
Becky walked in.
Mike was the dominant one in the relationship always putting Joy down in
sexist ways. Joy, on the other hand, took the abuse because she 'loved
Mike' -- or so she said. As Becky walked into the room she overheard
Mike calling Joy 'a pussy' for failing to retrieve a beer for him fast
enough from the refrigerator after her terrific blowjob. "You're worth
CRAP!", said Mike -- "all you're GOOD for is your pussy!" THAT
infuriated Becky who took no back seats to ANY guys!
"Why do you put UP with this crap?", asked Becky.
"I don't know!", said Joy. "I really DO love him! I just wish he were a
little more -- well -- less a BULLY", she said. "I wish he could become
more -- like YOU!"
"You ought to just DUMP the bastard", said Becky still reeling from the
confrontation with Mike. "But if you LIKE, I think there is a way to
TAME little mikey."
"What do you mean?", asked Joy with MORE than a little curiosity. She
was at a point where she herself wasn't sure whether this whole
relationship with Mike was going to work out or not.
"A professor friend of mine is working on some research at the college
and is looking for a subject to test some new ideas on. She's in the
psychology department -- working on human modification of some sort.
She says she's got a new substance that can tame overbearing,
out-of-control males egos."
"It won't HURT him, will it?", asked Joy more interested than ever.
"NO! Why don't you come with me this afternoon? We can talk with Liz
about her experiments. It might be just what you're looking for!"
**************
Liz was a 40ish attractive woman standing nearly six feet tall without
heels. She had a figure that would appeal to any man. Joy and Becky
came into her lab to find her at work, mixing some ingredients into some
glass tubes. Liz looked up, glad to see her friend Becky. They were
MORE than mere acquaintances, having tasted the gentler type of love that
only females can share.
Becky was 24 years old -- just like Joy. Both were attractive blondes
with great swimsuit figures. "This is the girl I was telling you about",
said Becky as she walked up to hug her friend. They embraced in MORE than
a casual way and then Liz looked at Joy.
"I hear you have a subject for me!", she said matter-of-factly, BUT with
a gentle smile on her face.
"I don't know!", said Joy -- a little leery of the complicated looking
tubes and bubbling potions in the lab.
"Relax, girl", she said. "Becky here has told me all about your
over-bearing macho boyfriend. I have a substance here that I've been
working on that might just change that young man for you. Interested?"
"Go on!", said Joy, fascinated by what she was hearing.
"Do you know what Pheromones are?", asked Liz.
"Aren't they some sort of chemical that attracts people to the opposite
sex?", asked Joy.
"Pretty much. Men and women are driven together largely by chemicals.
We've known about pheromones and how they work to attract girls to
boys and boys to girls -- but I've taken it further.
"Chemicals are also responsible for the way we interact with people. For
example, your boyfriend has a chemical balance that makes him aggressive
toward you and other females."
"That's what makes him the asshole he IS!", sniped Becky. Joy just
looked at her rolling her eyes at the statement and then turning her
attention back to Liz.
"I've isolated the chemicals that stimulate aggression and submission.
I've used those chemicals in a cologne with a pleasing enough fragrance.
When the person wears this fragrance it acts like a pheromone, only in a
more peculiar way. The subject will become a much more submissive
character simply because he is stimulating the particular chemical
reaction in his body that makes a person submissive."
"Do you mean that if I get my boyfriend to wear this, he will become less
a bully?", Joy piped in.
"It goes farther than that!", said Liz. "He will become a submissive to
ANY female -- and any female who smells the fragrance he is wearing will
become more aggressive. The fragrance will set up a new chemical
balance in his system so that he will have no choice but to listen to
women in a different way than he does right now."
"I've got to HAVE some of THAT!", said Joy with a gleeful tint to her
voice.
"If I give this to you, then you have to follow my experiment to its
conclusion", said Liz.
"What's the gimmick?", asked Joy.
"There are three phases to this behavior modification experiment -- three
different ingredients we will try. The first will be given over a
month's time and will make your guy a true submissive quite against his
will. He will know he is changing, only he will have no idea why!
"The fragrance is doctored a bit with some addictive agents which will
insure that he will continue to apply the fragrance. It will have to be
applied three times each day."
'In the second phase we will add to the ingredients to feminize him."
"You don't mean you're going to turn him into a GIRL!", asked Joy with
some alarm. She wasn't SURE she wanted to make Mike a girl!
"Not a girl -- but not far from one", said Liz. "He will be driven
chemically to satisfy a burning desire to become more feminine. You
should LIKE the changes in this part of the experiment."
"Go on", said Joy.
"The third part will test whether a man can be turned toward
homosexuality through chemical manipulation. Again, it will be a new
ingredient added to the fragrance which will envelop him in a way he
cannot escape. After the third month he's yours! At that time you can
either keep him or leave him!"
Joy was listening with some interest. "Well PUSSY!", chimed in Becky.
"Doesn't this sound interesting?"
Her use of the word 'pussy' brought back all the bitter feelings that
Mike had caused in her recently. "You've got a deal!", said Joy. She
signed some papers to make everything perfectly legal, and then was
given the cologne for Mike.
"Give it to him as a gift", said Liz. "Once he wears it the first time,
he will be hooked. He will HAVE to get his fix every 8 hours or so or he
will be strung out in a way he has ever experienced. Good luck, dear!"
Joy and Becky left the lab and went back to Joy's apartment. There she
wrapped the bottle of cologne as a gift for Mike. She would begin the
process before she thought it twice.
*************
"You got this for ME?", asked Mike with a smile on his face. He wrapped
his arms around Joy and gave her a tight squeeze, feeling her soft
breasts crush against his hairless chest. Joy was dressed just the way
Mike insisted. She was wearing a short skirt that hung six inches above
her knees. She wore no bra -- didn't really NEED to, even though she had
C cup breasts. Her makeup made her look like she was ready to go to a
strip bar for work -- and her heels -- she always had to wear heels!
Mike dabbed some of the cologne on him and found that it was a very
pleasing smell. "I like this stuff, he said. It not only SMELLS good --
it FEELS good." He grabbed Joy and let his hands roam freely under her
short skirt, toying with the satin panties she was wearing. "This stuff
smells SEXY!", he said as he began to feel a hardon developing in his
pants. "Why don't you do some FISHIN' and give me another blowjob,
pussy", Mike said. Joy went to her knees, opened his zipper, and fished
his hard cock out of his boxer shorts. She nibbled at the tip the way he
liked her to and then slowly, sensuously, took it into her moist and
ready mouth. She was going to give him the blowjob of his life -- maybe
even the LAST one he would receive from her.
Eight hours later, Mike began to feel twitchy! For some reason he felt a
need to put more cologne on. He slapped it on his face and neck like a
man would, and then went on with his work. Joy just watched and
wondered how long the transformation would take place.
***********
It was a week later and the changes were already dramatic. Joy was ready
to meet mike as he came home. Liz had said Joy would become more
aggressive -- and that she had. SHE was the one who in the last two days
had told mike what to wear for work -- and he LISTENED to her, not
knowing quite where the 'shift in power' had come from. In fact, mike
hadn't started an argument with her in the last four days. he found
himself yielding to Joy at every turn -- and it felt like the right thing
to be doing. he KNEW that something was going on, but he couldn't quite
put his finger on it.
As he walked in the door, Joy was waiting for him. Today she was
dressed in leather shorts and a leather bra. GOD did she look good!
"How's my boytoy today?", she asked as she walked up to mike and gave
him a hard kiss. he tried to move back a little because of her force,
but found he could not. Joy snaked her tongue into mike's mouth while
her hand began to grab and caress his hardening cock.
"Please, Joy -- not now!", said mike. "i'm tired!"
"Too bad", said Joy amused by his changing behavior. "Time to put on
your perfume!", she said.
mike KNEW that it was time, but didn't like her referring to the cologne
as 'perfume.' -- BUT his body was aching for another fix of that
wonderful fragrance. "Don't forget to dabble it gently behind your ears
and on your wrists", said Joy giggling.
mike turned red. he had seen her put her perfume on time and time again
-- and that is what SHE did! Didn't matter, though. he went to the
bedroom and dabbled some behind his ear and on his wrists like he was
told. Then he went back to find Joy.
She was by the table with all of mike's boxer shorts stacked there. "I'm
tired of you wearing such tasteless undies", said Joy snipping away at
the last pair of his shorts. She had cut each of them through the crotch,
making them unwearable.
"What the hell are you DOING?", asked mike, taken back by her
aggressive stance.
"I'm getting us ready to go SHOPPING", said Joy with a gleam in her eye.
"You don't seem to have anymore UNDERWEAR to your name. Guess
we're going to have to BUY some!", she said.
mike didn't like the sound of that -- but was unable to resist her
suggestion. She was commanding him now -- and it seemed the right
thing to do. "Where are you taking me?", asked mike.
"Victoria's Secrets", said Joy. "Grab my purse and let's get going!"
mike followed Joy out the door, carrying her purse in his hands. "What
am i supposed to buy at Victoria's Secrets?", asked mike trying to be a
little commanding.
"Why, UNDERWEAR, of course!", said Joy.
"THEY don't sell men's underwear", said mike a little concerned now.
"Then I guess we'll just have to buy you some PANTIES", Joy said with a
commanding smile.
mike didn't say another word as they drove to the mall. For some reason
Joy had become a different person; for some reason HE had become a
different person. he KNEW he should be getting angry with her because
of what she had just done, but somehow it was beyond his control. They
walked through the mall toward Victoria's Secrets and Joy gave mike his
assignment.
"I want you to buy two dozen pairs of panties", she said looking him
right in the eyes. "All have to be nylon or satin -- half of them have
to be pink-- some of them have to have flowery prints -- ALL of them
have to be feminine!"
"But Joy! You can't make me DO this! Please don't make me DO this!",
mike said unable to shake off her control.
"Browse for awhile", continued Joy ignoring his pleas, --"and then ask
that young girl for help. SHE'LL have to tell you what size you wear!"
mike felt trapped and helpless as he walked through the stacks of female
panties. Joy watched on as the young girl approached him and asked if he
needed help. "i want to buy some panties", said mike in a quiet voice.
The young girl -- maybe 20 years old -- didn't know why, but she felt
domineering towards mike. "And just WHO are they for?", she asked
with a sexy smile.
"For me", mike said sheepishly. he felt like this girl also controlled
him. Why was it all of a sudden that women seemed so strong and he
so weak?
"Well, you're not the FIRST queer in here. Do you know you're size?",
asked the pretty girl.
mike was taken back the 'queer' reference, but he ignored it and said,
"36 medium i think."
"you need a GIRL'S size!", said the young lady. "Let me see!", she said
as she put a tape around mike's hips. As her arms wrapped around the
handsome young man her large breasts snuggled closely against his hot
tits. he was getting a hardon. "you wear a size seven", she said.
"What kind of panties are you interested in?" she said loud enough for
everyone to hear.
"i need two dozen -- pink and different colors", mike said, totally
embarrassed now.
"SISSY panties is it?", asked the young girl. She went off and grabbed
bunches of panties from the racks. "Why don't you try this nice satin
pink hipster on?, she said holding them up to his waist as if sizing
them up for him. "Go to the girl's changing room there and put them on
-- tell me if they fit well", she said.
mike didn't know why she was getting so pushy -- but he did as she said.
he went into the room, closed the lockless door, pulled down his pants
and boxer shorts and slipped the pink panties up his legs. No sooner had
he slipped them on but Joy began knocking lightly on the door. "Come out
and let me SEE them", she commanded.
mike slowly opened the door to let her peek in and Joy pulled it open
all the way, taking her boyfriends hand and making him step outside the
changing booth. "NOW who's the PUSSY mikey!", she said laughing as
the sales girl came toward them.
"I think we found your color!", said the young girl laughing with Joy
now.
mike's cock was clearly pushing the satin panties to their limit as Joy
said, "put your pants on and give those ugly boxer shorts to the nice
girl. I'm SURE she can dispose of them for you! SISSIES' don't need
anything but PANTIES! COME, we're going home", said Joy. mike paid for
nearly 3 dozen pairs of panties and walked out of the mall feeling
thoroughly humiliated. he wasn't sure why Joy was so domineering all of
a sudden --but he couldn't seem to do anything about it! It would be
PANTIES for him from now on! She was turning him into a panty boy --
and as he felt the smooth fabric on his cock and ass, he was sort of
glad!
***************
"How's it going?", asked Liz. Joy had come in after the third week to
report on the experiment.
"he's wearing panties all the time now -- and I also have him shaving his
legs to make them smooth. We haven't had an argument in nearly three
weeks -- it's BEAUTIFUL!", said Joy. "I wish I would have done this
MONTHS ago!"
"That's fine!", said Liz happy with the results so far. "I think it's
about time to begin phase two. I want you to bring mike to me tomorrow;
I think it's time for us to meet. And, by the way! Make sure he wears
some feminine slacks. I want to see just how submissive he's becoming!"
************
"But why do I have to wear THESE?", asked mike tearfully as Joy handed
him a white pair of stretch slacks. "Everyone will KNOW these are girl's
pants -- and besides -- they'll be able to see my pink panties through
them!"
"ENOUGH", said Joy. "you will put these on so we can meet my friend.
Now DO it!"
mike pulled the white stretch material up his smooth legs. They fastened
in the back so Joy had to help him zip up and fasten the buckle. He wore
a boy's shirt but looked quite conspicuous wearing what was obviously a
feminine pair of girl's pants with pink panties showing through. "Liz
has some new perfume for you to wear", said Joy, "and we want to look
PRETTY when she tries it on you!"
************
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