From pattee@mail.ohio.net Tue Dec 03 11:00:36 1996
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: THE RECRUITER (Complete)
From: michelle <pattee@mail.ohio.net>
Date: Tue, 03 Dec 1996 08:00:36 -0800

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Here’s the whole story:  TG: femdom, tg, incest, and more



THE RECRUITER:  Part I


“I don’t care whether you tried to surprise me or not, when you meet me 
at church you
will please be dressed appropriately!”  I was having one heck of an 
argument with my
college-age daughter who “surprised” me by coming home for Sunday and 
meeting me at
our church.  Normally, I would be pleased to see her anytime and anywhere 
-- but today
she came prancing into church and plopped herself next to me on the pew 
showing
everyone everything she had and leaving nothing to the imagination.  She 
was dressed in
a lovely blouse/mini skirt set.  The blouse was thin and silky, leaving 
nothing to the
imagination as her braless breasts bounced under the thin material 
causing her young
nipples to give a free show to the whole church.  Her mini skirt was so 
short that she had
no choice but to give free glimpses at her lovely smooth legs and her 
satin panties (pink
they were) under her skirt.  Her makeup was much to much for church -- 
and, well -- I
just felt uncomfortable with her dressed that way.

“You’re a prude, dad,” she quipped.  “Anyhow, I just came home to meet my 
brother’s
new squeeze.  I hear she’s a real winner!”  

“I wouldn’t know about that”, I replied.  I hadn’t met my son’s newest 
girl friend.  But
being 17, he seemed to be going through them quick enough.  

“Well, behave yourself”, said Julie (my daughter).  “Jack said he was 
bringing her here to
meet me today and I want to give a good impression.” 

“Well, the next time you pop up at church, just wear something decent!”  
I wasn’t
finished with my argument and felt a little put aside by Julies’ changing 
the subject.  But
that was how life was right now.

I am a 44 year-old widowed male, in good shape physically and mentally, 
with three
children.  Julie is 22 and in college studying psychology.  Jack is 17 
and trying to get out
of highschool.  And my youngest is Tony who is 14 and quite shy -- but 
doing well for an
adolescent young man.  I had been widowed for nearly three years now; my 
wife having
died of cancer -- and life had gone on.  I hadn’t dated or been with 
another woman in
these past three years -- and quite frankly, I hadn’t had any sexual 
relationship with my
wife for two years prior to her death.  That was because of her illness.

We sat down to have lunch when Jack and Amber, his new girl friend showed 
up.  What a
looker SHE was!  She was taller than Jack by at least three inches -- and 
taller than me by
almost 4 inches.  She had a beautiful shape, sexy legs -- dynamite ass -- 
big breasts which
fit her frame quite well.  She had blonde hair and blue eyes that seemed 
to look straight
through a person.  Her lips were full and she had an almost wicked 
chuckle and laugh. 
She smelled wonderful!

I guess I must have stared at her with my mouth open for a few moments, 
because Julie
told me to “shut my mouth and quit drooling”.  I turned red and was 
quickly introduced
by Jack.  We made some small talk and Julie and Amber had a great time 
getting
acquainted.  I couldn’t get over how beautiful my son’s new girl friend 
was.  She seemed
almost too old -- or too mature -- or too SOMETHING for him.  More than 
several times
in the next hour we locked eyes together, and she wouldn’t drop the gaze 
for a moment. 
Each time it was as if she stared me down until I lowered my eyes to 
break contact.  Her
smell was intoxicating and she knew it.  

I guess the most embarrassing part of the afternoon was after one 
particular time she
stared me down and then asked me to fetch her a drink.  I didn’t offer 
it; she just
instructed me to bring her something “cool.”  I got up and quickly sat 
down because I had
such a hardon.  My dick was clearly polking through my slacks and I had 
to do some
quick “adjusting” before I could get her drink.  She stared at me with 
that wicked smile
the whole while with her eyes focused on my little problem.  

Actually, I was glad when they left.  I told Jack to be home at a decent 
hour -- school the
next day!  Julie flew out the door on her way back to school promising to 
“dress more
conservatively next time.”  It was time to call it a day.  Isn’t it 
something where those
kids will take you when you least expect it!

**************

It was Monday -- and I was enjoying a free day at home without any 
disruptions. 
Actually, I was fooling around, playing my “games” that I play when 
nobody else is
around.  As I said, it has been a long time since I had sex with a woman. 
 I guess that is
why I began to turn to some sex videos and light porno magazines -- to 
settle my cravings
for some sort of sexual release.

So, the house being empty and all, I got out some of my female domination 
magazines.  I
get a kick out of those things -- actually, to be truthful -- they turn 
me on.  I took a pair of
my wife’s panties from her drawer and slipped them on.  I never did get 
rid of my wife’s
clothing; I just couldn’t bare to part with it after her death and -- 
well -- it’s still here. 
Sometimes -- not often -- I take out some of her silky things and either 
fondle them or
wear them to get myself “off”.  

So there I was -- in the living room flipping through the latest edition 
of “Feminine
Illusion”, dressed in my wife’s tiny pink panties and getting quite 
aroused at the stories I
was reading.  The panties fit well because my wife and I were pretty much 
the same size. 
I was lost in thought when suddenly it occurred to me that someone was 
staring at me.  I
looked up and was horrified to see Amber, my son’s newest girl friend, 
watching me
fondle myself through my panties.

“My God!  What are YOU doing here!”, I yelled!

“More to the point”, Amber said with a wicked smile on her face -- “what 
are YOU doing
here!”  

I fumbled for something to cover myself with and threw my shirt over my 
lap to cover my
near naked condition.  “Please -- would you just please leave?”, I 
pleaded.

“I think not!”, Amber said matter-of-factly.  “I came over to retrieve my 
purse that I left
here yesterday and to have a talk with you about your son.  I think I’ll 
stay -- and we’ll
HAVE that talk.”

I started to get up to leave the room and get some clothes on when Amber 
told me to
STOP!  I froze in my tracks as She commanded me -- yes, it was a command! 
-- She
commanded me to sit down.  “Unless you want your son to know how I found 
you, I
won’t ask you twice!”, She said.  I sat down with my head hanging.  She 
came and sat
right next to me.

With her index finger, She lifted my face to look into Her eyes -- and 
She stared at me --
like She did yesterday.  She took the shirt from my lap -- dropped in on 
the floor next to
us -- and began to softly talk to me.  “I came to tell you that I am 
going to take your son
away from you”, She said softly.  “I am a recruiter of sorts -- and I 
recruit interesting
people -- like your son -- and I change them”

She was staring at me -- and She smelled so good.  I couldn’t get my mind 
off the way
She smelled.  “I don’t understand”, i said.

“Of course you don’t”, Amber said, “but you will.”  As She talked quietly 
to me She put
me at ease.  I just listened to Her talk in a soothing, almost hypnotic 
way.  As She talked
her fingers teased my chest and nipples while her other hand toyed at my 
dick through my
panties.  I was in whatever spell She wanted me in, unable to think how 
inappropriate it
was for me to be there with her -- and only dressed in those panties.  

“I change people”, She said with a smile and that wonderful voice.  “Your 
son is my next
assignment and I plan to change him.”  

“i don’t understand,” i told Her again.  “What does this have to do with 
my son?”

“The people I work for,” said Amber, “have a wicked need for boy-toys.  
They want gays
and shemales -- and even crossdressers like YOU”, She said taking me off 
guard.  “I lure
them in with my charms and I make them into whatever my clients require. 
 YOUR son,
is to become a gay slave to a foreign dignitary.”

“Now wait a minute, Miss”, i replied trying to assert myself again.  
After all, this was my
son She was after.  “You can’t just waltz in here and tell me that You’re 
going to steal my
boy -- i won’t allow it.”

“Allow it?”, She said with a soft voice.  “There’s nothing to allow 
cissy.  I’m simply
going to take him -- that is!, after I have taken YOU!”

Her fingers were still working on me and my mind was in some sort of fog. 
 Amber
somehow removed Herself from Her clothes -- how i don’t even know -- and 
She
straddled my lap.  i could feel her hard nipples crushing into my chest. 
 Her smell was
intoxicating -- i couldn’t think right -- i was getting stupid with Her 
smell and Her touch. 
She maneuvered my hard dick out of my panties through the leg opening and 
it slid so
naturally into Her moist pussy.  She possessed me.  I could feel Her 
powerful muscles
contracting around my dick while Her mouth and tongue took their pleasure 
with mine. 
Her fingers roughly pinched and pulled at my tits until i moaned in pain. 
 She rocked back
and forth -- bringing me to heights i could never remember experiencing. 
 

As she fucked me, She asked me questions.  “Who are you?”  

“i’m Yours”, i responded.  “i belong to YOU.”  

“You’re my CISSY”, Amber said.  “From this moment on, I OWN you!  I am 
recruiting
you to be my sissy boy whose name is cissy.  Now who are you?”, She 
demanded while
bringing me closer and closer to orgasm.

“i am your cissy”, i responded.   i no longer had a brain to think with. 
 While She fucked
me for over an hour, i promised Her many things.  i promised Her my son 
-- no -- my
SONS.  i promised Her my daughter.  i promised i would become a shemale 
slave to Her
and help Her with Her recruiting.  She fucked me deep and hard.  And when 
She was
finished, i was at a heap at Her feet weeping at my pitiful condition.

Amber laughed at me in a wicked way.  “What do you think your SON will 
say when he
finds out about this?”, she asked.  

“Please don’t tell him”, i pleaded.  “i will do anything You say -- just 
don’t tell him what
happened.”  

“Not today,” Amber said with a grin.  “For now, I think I shall work on 
my new recruit.”
And with that She led me into the bathroom where She made me watch as She 
took a
shower.  She made me take a hot bath -- and then She shaved my legs, 
arms, underarms
and what little hair i had on my chest and back.  “you will keep yourself 
like this from
now on, cissy”, She demanded.  

Leading me into my bedroom, She rifled through my dresser drawers taking 
out all my
male underwear.  i watched as she cut each piece in shreds.  She then 
emptied my wife’s
lingerie drawer into my dresser and told me that my “life had just 
changed.”  “You enjoy
wearing your wife’s pretty frilly things?  Well girl!  That’s all you get 
to wear from now
on!”, She said with a wicked laugh.  She sprayed me with some of Her 
perfume and then
put her pair of panties -- black -- over my head with the crotch by my 
nose -- so that i
could become addicted by Her smell.  “Within a week, you will do anything 
to please
Me,” She said.  “you will smell my pussy every waking moment you have by 
wearing
these panties over your sissy head.  you will sleep with these panties 
over your pathetic
head every night.  The smell will never go away -- and the more you 
inhale, the more
enslaved you will become to ME!”  

That smell -- somehow it was so intoxicating that i could not escape.  As 
i smelled the
panties, my mind became stupid and pliable.  i agreed to everything She 
was saying, not
even fully knowing all that She was telling me.  All i knew was that i 
had to agree!

“Keep your legs and body shaved, cissy”, She said.  “I will see you next 
Monday -- after
I’ve had a good talk with Julie.  I think She will be the next one I 
recruit -- wouldn’t that
be nice?”  

“Yes”, i said mindlessly.  What was happening to me?  What had i done?  i 
had fucked
my son’s girl-friend -- or rather, She fucked the hell out of me!  She 
had smelling her
panties, destroyed all my male underwear, and made me promise to do 
anything She
wanted.  It didn’t matter, though -- all i wanted right now was to smell 
those fragrant
panties -- She said the smell would never go away!  i hope She was right. 
 

That was Monday -- Julie called me last night and said She wanted to talk 
with me.  She
and Amber were dropping over.  “Be home”, She said in a rather strong 
tone.  “AND,
don’t forget to slip into some little panties for ME!”


The Recruiter Part Two:

i don’t know where the week had gone -- but it was Thursday, and Julie 
had just called to
tell me that She and Amber were dropping over to see me tomorrow, Friday! 
 i had spent
the week since Monday by myself mostly -- ignoring my two sons as much as 
possible.  i
really didn’t need to work anymore.  My wife and i had been very 
successful at our
business -- a business i had sold after her death.  Now i came in and 
worked for them as a
consultant, though i really didn’t need to.

After my wife’s death -- actually, some time before her death -- i had 
become interested
in the church.  It seemed to be giving me some help and comfort at the 
time and i thought
that it had helped me turn my life around.  It was working, until last 
Sunday when Julie,
my daughter, showed up in Her slutty outfit and i was finally introduced 
to Amber, my
17-year-old sons latest girl friend.  She was intoxicating -- tall -- 
seductive -- sensual --
hypnotic -- and any other descriptive word that would imply “temptress!” 
 

Monday, after Jack and Tony had left to go to school i began playing my 
little game with
my wife’s lingerie.  That’s when this whole trouble began.  Amber walked 
into the house
to retrieve Her purse and found me flipping through “Feminine Illusion” 
dressed in my
wife’s pink panties.  Before She left the house i had been thoroughly 
fucked and
brainwashed by the scent of Her panties.  She had commanded me to spend 
the week
smelling them as much as possible -- and that i had done.

Like She had said, the smell just didn’t seem to go away.  It was 
intoxicating!  The more i
took in the fragrance of Her smell, the deeper i seemed to fall into some 
sort of mindless
pit.  i slept with the panties over my head -- i walked around during the 
day with them in
my hand and mouth.  i couldn’t seem to get enough of the fragrance -- and 
the more i
inhaled the seductive smell, the more entrapped i became in the invisible 
web She had so
quickly spun around me.

She left telling me that She was going to recruit Julie.  Amber was a 
recruiter of sorts --
recruiting “young men” She said for rich foreign dignitaries who wanted 
boy-toys to play
with.  Amber would seduce them -- change them -- and sell them.  She told 
me that She
intended to sell Jack to a Gay rich guy after She had changed him into 
the rich man’s
dirtiest dream.  me -- i couldn’t even raise a word to protest now.  The 
fragrance had
sucked me in and i was totally helpless to do anything but sniff those 
precious black
panties.

“Julie’s coming over!”, i said to myself!  The boys had taken off to 
school and a took my
scented bath, shaving like Amber had told me to do.  i was getting used 
to the smooth feel
of my legs, arms and body -- and i kind of liked it!  i powdered myself 
and went to my
dresser drawer and selected a yellow pair of satin panties.  Amber had 
destroyed all my
male underwear and replaced my drawers with all my wife’s old stuff.  

i always had a love for sexy lingerie and insisted that my wife wore the 
most seductive
dainties.  Now they were mine!

i was sitting at the kitchen table fondling Amber’s black pair of 
panties,  sniffing them as
usual -- never seeming to be able to get enough of Her smell -- when 
Julie and Amber
pranced in through the kitchen door.

“Hi, daddy!”, Julie said with a bright grin.  She came up to me and 
kissed my cheek
which had instantly turned crimson red.  Julie was dressed in that same 
slutty outfit that i
told her not to wear at church.  Amber walked up to me and slapped me 
hard across the
cheek.  “What are those disgusting male clothes doing on your body?”, She 
demanded to
know.  i was about to say something when She hit me again -- and again.
“Get out of those disgusting things and come back properly dressed!”, She 
ordered.
i scurried back to the bedroom, stripped out of my slacks, socks and 
shirt, found a yellow
nylon nightgown and slipped it over my head  --  and with head bowed, i 
returned to the
kitchen.

“That’s better, daddy”, Julie said.  Amber said nothing.  Instead She 
just came up to me.  i
started to back away, afraid of being hit again, when She grabbed me by 
the back of the
neck and kissed me, forcing my mouth to play with her tongue.  “Very 
nice, cissy”, She
said.  Her smell made my mind stupid and powerless again.

Amber began.  “Do you remember that I said I was going to recruit your 
daughter, cissy? 
Well”, -- She walked up to Julie and put Her arms around Her -- “she’s 
mine!”  i watched
dumbfounded as Amber began to caress Julie’s naked breast beneath her 
thin blouse
causing those young nipples to stretch the fabric in a taunting way.  
Julie let out a small
gasp and her head bent back as Amber kissed her the way She had kissed 
me.  “I’m
training Julie to become a Recruiter just like Me”, said Amber.  “She’s 
good!”  

As i watched the lesbian scene unfolding before me, tears began to well 
up in my eyes. 
Julie broke the embrace and walked up to me, forcing me to sit down in a 
chair.  She then
straddled my lap the way Amber did last Monday.  Beneath her mini skirt 
she wore no
panties.  “Kiss me, daddy”, she said with mischief in her eyes.  i tried 
to turn away, but
whatever the smell that Amber had which made me crazy -- Julie had the 
same smell. 
She laughed, unbuttoned her blouse letting her small, pert tits pop into 
view.  She
tweaked the nipples looking at me all the while.  Her hands took my hands 
and lifted
them to her breasts -- and while i began fondling her young tits, she 
kissed me.  Not like a
daughter, mind you -- but like a temptress -- like Amber.  my dick was 
poking again out
the side leg opening of my panties and Julie gently guided it into her 
moist pussy.  i
couldn’t believe what i was doing.  i was dressed in female attire, 
fucking my daughter --
listening to the whirl of -- what was that?  Amber was taking video of 
the whole
incestuous affair.  i couldn’t stop it -- i didn’t want to stop it -- and 
i came -- BIG time.
As Julie laughed a wicked little laugh, she slid off me, popping my wet 
dick into her
mouth to clean me off.  “We own you, daddy”, she said with an evil laugh.

************

“It’s really quite simple”, explained Amber.  “Our little company has 
discovered a
fragrance that has the ability to cause some interesting things to happen 
to a male. 
Actually, the smell works like an aphrodisiac -- and like a very 
addictive drug.  It changes
the mind of a male, eliminating the ability for sensible thought.  I 
guess, in a way, it takes
away your ability for free will.  You become a puppet -- a slave!  After 
three days of
taking in our fragrance you are irreversibly hooked.  No way to get it 
out of your system.”

As they were talking to me i could do nothing but listen and agree.  That 
smell had indeed
done SOMETHING to me!  They had stripped me naked again -- and they got 
naked
themselves.  “Just us girls”, they laughed;  it was supposed to be a 
joke!  Julie got a bag
and took out several syringes and bottles.  “Stay still, daddy”, she 
said, “this really won’t
hurt too much.”  She injected me numerous times in various placed -- and 
like she said, it
didn’t hurt.  Amber got me a glass of water and gave me a number of pills 
to take. 
“These will be breakfast for you from now on”, She said.  “Just a little 
something to
change you into my little shemale boy-toy.”  She laughed at that one, 
thinking that it was
particularly amusing.  

“Daddy, these drugs are going to cause some rapid changes in your body.  
you’re going to
have tits like ME, daddy!”, she laughed.  

“Why are you doing this?”, i asked with tears welling up in my eyes.  

“cissy!”, Amber said -- “because we love you!”

i was told to stand in the corner while Amber and Julie began a lesbian 
dance on the bed. 
Even though i should have been disgusted at the sight, i couldn’t get 
over how erotic their
movements were.  As they came together, i was instructed to join them on 
the bed.  We
caressed and they played with my nipples -- GOD had they become 
sensitive!  

“Time to get dressed, daddy”, Julie said.  She took some lacy panties and 
a bra out of my
dresser and helped me begin getting dressed.  Sitting in front of the 
vanity, she and
Amber put makeup on my face, making me look rather sultry.  Wadding up 
some panties,
Julie stuffed them into my bra quipping that it wouldn’t be forever that 
i would need such
padding.  “You’re going to have the BIG TITS in the family, daddy”, she 
laughed.

They dressed me in a light dress, put sandals on my feet, put a wig on my 
head, and took
me out shopping.  That afternoon i had purchased everything needed to 
transform a man
into a woman.  

On the way back from the stores, we stopped at an adult bookstore.  
Embarrassed, i
followed them in as they took me to the Gay Section and selected a number 
of books and
magazines for me to read.  “We’ve got some work to do,” said Amber.  
“I’ve got a
schedule to keep and my client needs your son SOON.”  
“What’s that got to do with ME?”, i asked almost in a panic.  “my son 
will never become
gay!”

“You don’t think he’s ever slept with ME, have you”, asked Amber.  “He’s 
been begging
to -- and I can tell you that he has never BEEN with a woman -- he won’t, 
either.”  

“What does THAT mean?  How do You plan to change him?”

“Daddy!”, Julie quipped.  “If Jack is to become gay, he’s going to have 
to have some Gay
experience.  YOU, daddy!  YOU’RE going to make him gay with the help of 
our little
fragrance -- ON YOU!”

i was being set up -- JACK was being set up.  i couldn’t disobey -- and i 
didn’t want to do
what they were going to make me do.  “We’re going to make you so pretty 
for Jack”,
Julie said with a bright grin.  “I think this weekend will be a BLOW 
OUT!”


The Recruiter -- Part Three	


“What in the hell is going on here?”, demanded Jack as he came through 
the door and
saw a half-naked girl tied up on the living room floor.  What he saw was 
a novel sight,
really.  He saw a female form dressed in translucent finery showing every 
smooth body
part a boy of 17 would want to see.  He saw breasts that begged to be 
touched -- legs that
seemed never to end.  He saw a helpless look on a female face that begged 
to be rescued
-- or fucked.  

Jack turned on the lights to get a closer look at the sexy sight trussed 
up before him --
only to gaze more intently at the trussed-up form.  “Dad?”, he asked in a 
soft voice.  “Is
that you?”  With the penis gag in my mouth i could hardly answer my son 
-- but it WAS
me.  The girls had dressed me in sheer nylon panties, bra, garter, 
stockings and short
see-through nightie.  They had me made up like a whore, painted with that 
sultry look that
would lure my son into their trap.  A penis gag in my mouth would assure 
that i couldn’t
blab -- but i had to suck, because of the conditioning they had put me 
through.  i had
become a lure for my boy -- a lure which would drive him into a life of 
homosexuality.  i
wish only now that i could have said something to stop the whole twisted 
scene from
going through.

“Dad? -- What’s going on here?”, said Jack as he began untying my bonds. 
 “You look
like a girl!”   No sooner did he make that remark but that the strong 
hand of Amber
placed a rag over his nose -- chorloform it was -- and Jack, who 
struggled for a moment,
didn’t have a chance.  His knees wobbled and he fell with Amber landing 
softly on his
back.  

By the time Jack awoke, he was naked, shaved, and in a nylon jock strap 
that emphasized
his large male gifts.  His nipples were pierced while he was out -- his 
ears were pierced
and gold earrings were placed in his ears.  AND -- he was under the 
influence of the
aroma that drove me into slave submission.

Julie had injected Jack with a special narcotic that would raise his 
subconscious influence
level to the point that anyone could induce a hypnotic trance.  They had 
already worked
on me over the past 36 hours and my role in this seduction was deeply 
implanted in my
brain.  i wanted only one thing -- to fuck my son.

Julie had doused me with a generous amount of their special fragrance and 
placed me in
the same room with Jack.  i was still dressed as the slut -- and my 
breasts were already
beginning to grow.  Somewhere in my sleep consciousness, Amber had 
implanted the
command to seduce my son.  i found that i could do nothing else.

Jack awoke -- and i was snuggled close to him.  He again demanded to know 
what was
happening -- although the smell was beginning to turn his sexual drive 
into overdrive.  i
could see that he took on the same mindless face that i had when Julie 
and Amber had
seduced me days ago.  

“Dad”, he asked, “what are you doing?”  

By command, i was fondling my sons dick through the silk jock he was 
wearing --- and
then i began my programmed speech.  “Jackie, you have no choice but to 
follow me.  we
are genetically gay, you and i.  Jackie -- you are going deep into a 
hypnotic spell -- and
the only way out is to give yourself to me.”

i was teasing his cock through his little silky jock -- and he was 
flushed with desire.  The
smell -- the aroma -- the drugs -- they were all driving us toward each 
other.  He came
closer to take in the aroma and “feel” my breasts.  i took his head -- 
kissed my son on the
lips -- and lowered his head toward my panties.  We were both drunk with 
the smell of
sex and the aroma of our Mistress. 

Within the hour, jack drank my juices and i  fucked his ass.  Julie and 
Amber videoed the
whole ordeal.  When we finally passed out -- jack was taken to a special 
room to be
programmed like i was.  Never would he enjoy the softness of a woman’s 
pussy and
breasts.  He had devoured my cock like a professional cockman.  i had 
tears in my eyes as
Amber took him from me and led him to his new life.

***********

The drugs were doing their worst with me.  i have breasts now.  BIG 
breasts like Julie
said i would.  jack is gone -- sold to be love slave in some foreign 
country.  Amber moved
in with us and Julie quit college.  Tony doesn’t know what to make of all 
that is
happening.  And Amber said that She is going to “recruit” him and turn 
him into a girl --
and then She will sell him as a whore. 

my life is a wreck.  i’ve slept with my daughter -- turned my son into a 
homo -- i’m
setting up my baby boy -- and i’ve allowed myself to be transformed into 
a shemale.

If you think it can’t get worse -- wait!



The Recruiter -- Part Four	


Julie was right!  my breasts ARE bigger than hers -- and i think they are 
more sensitive,
too.  my figure is improving, although it will never be anything like my 
daughter’s -- or
Amber’s.  my ass has rounded nicely -- waist is too big, though.  my lips 
have become
full and sexy -- and my sex drive -- well, that has driven right off the 
chart.

Julie and Amber have had Toni on drug therapy for some weeks -- and he is 
beginning to
accept her fate.  Before my voice started changing i called the school 
and told them i
would be home-schooling both my boys.  Funny though -- Toni doesn’t look 
anything
like a boy anymore.  And Jack?  Well, before he left he gave me a 
blowjob.  i guess he
will do whatever he has been programmed to do -- just like me.

Julie fucks me daily.  She loves to feel her breasts pressed into mine as 
she tongues my
mouth.  i, on the other hand, especially enjoy watching her and Amber 
making love. 
They are so sexy together as their bodies twist and their limbs 
intertwine.  

Julie tells me that she alone has introduced Toni to lesbian love.  She, 
Toni that is, will
never get to experience sex as a boy since he is to be sold as an 
anatomically correct girl. 
And i -- well, i am to remain with Amber and Julie as their little sex 
slave.  Life could be
worse, i guess.

************

“Hurry daddy,” Julie yelled from the front door, “we’re going to be 
late!”

i couldn’t believe that she would be putting me through this!  This 
morning she dressed
me in pink lace panties and bra -- (i need one now) -- pink thigh hi 
stockings -- 5” pumps
-- an extremely short and tight mini skirt -- and a see-through blouse 
with an extremely
low-cut bodice to show my breasts off -- AND that special perfume.  
“daddy!”, she yelled
as she came into the bedroom to hurry me along, “we don’t want to be late 
for church.”

That’s right.  She was taking me to church!  i was made up for a strip 
bar, but Amber
needs another young man to “change.”  Julie had her eyes on the 
preacher’s son -- and i
was instructed to “recruit him.”  i hope he likes pink!

The End

