Low shallow breaths can be seen coming from the exhausted girl. Her pulse is weak and her body limp as it lies on the bed. She is unaware that she is not dead or that the lady has left her. After some time she slowly comes around and wakes with a gasp of air. Opening her eyes she sees she is alone and in a room made for someone special. Looking around she finally sees her body and what they did to her. She starts to cry and scream when she feels her head and her face. She sits up and looks about for something to tell her where she is. Her body hurts some from the operations and the sex encounter. She wipes her mouth of dried cum, still smelling that sweet scent of the goddess on her still. Lowering her head and says, "Forgive me..." thinking she can be heard. She had a visit from her and knew she must have displeased her not to be here now. Getting up she wanders the room to explore.

As Beauty wanders the room two things cross her mind. First is that the entire decor is nice and somehow fitting, and the other is that the door is locked. She notices a small access door on one wall. Going over to it she sees that it is only about three feet high. Opening it she finds another little door beyond and her mind thinks of Alice in wonderland. Beauty cracks open the door and listens for a moment a part of her mind telling her to go back to her bed. From beyond she hears rustling and muffled moans. Curiosity begs her to move further in.

Despite the inner voice and its warning Beauty crawls out the second door and into the adjoining room. Standing up and she looks around, there is a figure on the bed busy with hands on the body roaming and rubbing away. The closer she gets the stronger the musk from the figure's excitement is and it fills and clouds Beauty's judgment. As Beauty reaches the bed, she sees it's a woman painted in a two tone red and she is hairless as well. At first glance, Beauty cannot tell the difference between them. As her eyes travel the woman, she notices that the red woman does not have a chain adorning her body. The only other difference between them is the woman has what looks like a gag in her mouth. Beauty strokes her belly chain when she knowing she is some how special, as the red woman in her right is special.

As Beauty gets closer, she notices that the gag looks like a pair of lips kissing the red woman's hungry lips. There is a noise like sucking coming from the woman as Beauty watches in fascination. Bending down Beauty sees a hint of something more to the gag. Undoing it, she sees what looks like a tongue that the red woman is sucking on and hears the moans get louder. Startled and afraid of being discovered she quickly pushes the gag back in and fastens it.

Beauty sees the woman feverishly working herself into some form of trance masturbation frenzy. She feels herself being turned on by this as she watches. As she moves into the bed next to the woman, her golden hands caressing the red body, something in her mind tells Beauty that this is wrong and to go back. But the musk and excitement is too much for her need and she continues. The woman all along seems oblivious to Beauty even when she moves between her legs, pushes the woman's hands away, and starts to lick and suck at the bald red flower below her. One hand propping the woman up while the other is buried in her own honey pot.

Some minutes pass and Beauty feels hands start to caress her head as she hungrily sucks and licks the woman's pussy. Breathing in and absorbing the musk as well as tasting her, she begins to moan as she feeds, growing in her own excitement and is pushed over the edge. Both women twitch in pleasure as they reach their peaks and make love to one another. Nothing but this moment exists for Beauty and her enjoyment of it. The other woman holds Beauty's face, burying her in the flower but not smothering her like the goddess.

Beauty feels the need to cum grow ever stronger. Trying to bring orgasm, Beauty's hand starts pumping in and out of her flower. In a muffled scream the red woman orgasms, her legs and hands clamp down tight on Beauty and holds her in place. Beauty's mind drops away leaving only her need for pleasure, the need to cum. Nothing else matters to her and the more this woman cums the more Beauty gets closer to orgasm. She licks and sucks and bites pushing to woman again to orgasm over and over again. Her sopping hand leaves her needing cunt and moves slickly up to the woman's swollen breast to pinch and pull at her nipple as Beauty keeps her in orgasmic bliss.

Nothing matters now to Beauty except the needs of her body the need to cum fills her as she picks up her pace. Again the woman screams with pleasure, her breathing hard through her nose and with one great shuddering orgasm passes out. Beauty still lost in the need does not slow down at once and keeps licking and sucking even though the woman's legs have fallen away and hands lay slack. But even with the woman passed out her body reacts to Beauty's ministrations and orgasms ripple through the woman though at a slower pace. Slowly it dawns on Beauty that the woman is not responding and she sees that her lover is passed out. Beauty's body though is still screaming for an orgasm... a good girl orgasm, her mind says.

Falling over onto her back and the floor next to the bed, Beauty tries desperately to achieve her own orgasm. She breathes and sighs and moans in pleasure and frustration. Her eyes scan the room as she works. The room seems to be spinning or is that the ceiling seems to be moving. Beauty looks up at it and feels herself pulling to it. Her eyes locked onto something as her body still tries for the pleasure. After a few minutes she calms down and relaxes but the need still within her. A voice comes from inside of her mind. "Go back to your room my beauty and there you will get your reward." She moans and tries to move crawling to the smaller door. The ceiling let its hold go of her and she scampers back through and the doors shut behind her as she crawls back into her own golden palace of a room. She struggles to make it to her bed where she lays on her back and then side and begins to masturbate once more. Obeying brought her what she has been seeking. They came as rushing waves of pure pleasure and shudders that courses like a pulse throughout her body. Her mind wiped of everything she had seen passed the door. She basks in the pleasure and the reward for listening and obeying. The first test Beauty had passed.

As Beauty is coming down from her orgasms her door opens and in come a pair of women who are from head to toe white. They look like mirror images of each other. The only difference is that one has what looks like a pile of golden silk cloth in her arms while the other has none. The one with nothing in her arms reaches out and takes Beauty's hand and with motions gets her to follow. She leads Beauty into a shower and getting in with her turns it on and starts to wash Beauty. The white woman's hands move slowly and erotically over Beauty's body pulling more pleasure from her. Each time Beauty's hands move up to caress the woman's white body she stops and shakes her head no. Finally Beauty gets the message and stands leaning back against the shower stall as she is cleaned and loved by the woman. When Beauty is at last clean the woman smiles for the first time and gets out of the shower leaving her in to soak under the warm water raining down on her body and strangely sore back. Beauty's eyes fly open when she feels something enter her and stroke up and down. A moan of pleasure spills from her lips as she looks at the woman who is stroking something in and out. She sees the other woman standing in the room also and a hose running from the sink tap to somewhere. The woman turns on the water and with shock Beauty feels a flushing flow or cold water douching her clean. Seeing the looks of shock the pair smile and the water is turned off and the nozzle removed.

The shower also is turned off and the two help Beauty out of the tub onto a mat. They take two fluffy silver towels and dry and wipe her off. Emotionless as they do their job and bring Beauty back into the bedroom and sit her down in plush sized chair. Beauty notices the sheets of the bed had been changed as well has a rug added in her room. The women leave her there and exit the room. Beauty stares in a mirror at herself getting used to the look and the beauty of it.

Beauty stands up and looks at herself for the first time. Really looking she looks at the shoes that are attached to her feet still and seemly unharmed by the shower. The longer she looks the more she feels that this is how she is supposed to look. Her mind remembers the look before and shudders. It was hairy and an icky pale color, not this lovely gold it now is, she thinks as her hands caress her body exploring and looking.

Her hands run down her body and over the newly attached piercings and remade boobs. Caressing them, loving them as she explores their contours and runs gingerly over the studs and the chain. She sees the way she has been improved and knows someone took great care in her recreation. Beauty had to smile at this thought... the thought her goddess planted in her and the understanding of why this was the way it had to be floated about her mind only to swim around eluding her total grasp. No matter it would come in time as she grew into her new body. She sits down on her bed again and lays looking up at the golden sun shinning on her. Looking up at the golden sun painted on the ceiling Beauty sees how it seems to spin and whisper to her teaching and guiding her. Beauty hears "listen and obey" as she lets the sun consume her and she drifts off to sleep, her face content and happy.