Comments: As with most of my stories, this tale of female humiliation is
not for the weak minded. If you're squeamish about this sort of theme -
read a Daniel Steel romance novel!
Story Codes: M+/f/anal/gangbang/WS/Scat/drugs/degradation/humiliation
Story Intro: Dim witted Candy is deperate for a job. When she discovers
an add for blonde models, she applies for an interview with the S.E.P.M.
institution. Before long, young Candy is lured into a tangled web of
female exploitation and humiliation as she is transformed into a patient
with the S.E.P.M. organization staffed with powerful corrupt men who aim
to turn her into a brainless bimbo!
Candy For The Men
by H. Grant
Candy sat nervously on the huge leather sofa in the posh office building
of Blenheim & Sternum. She had platinum blonde hair that hung down her
shoulders in waves and was dressed in a tight halter top that accentuated
her huge breasts. She was clad in a mini skirt that barely reached down to
the bottom of her ass with white pantyhose similar to that of a
schoolgirl's. Candy was only 17 and she desperately needed a job. She had
seen the small add in the paper which stated: Young blonde models wanted -
excellent learning experience assured call S.E.P.M. 555-8944.
Little did Candy know that S.E.P.M. stood for SUPREME EDEN FOR POWERFUL
MEN. All she knew was that the male voice on the other end of the line had
asked her a few simple questions. She recalled the conversation she had a
few hours ago:
"Hello this is S.E.P.M." said a male voice.
"Hi. (giggle) My name is Candy and I'm calling about your add in the
paper?"
"Well hello there Candy....that's a cute name. Tell me - You seem to be
giggling...are you nervous?"
"Well....yeah kinda." Candy responded shyly.
"That's OK Candy....everybody is nervous when they are trying to get
a job. How desperate are you for work?"
"Oh...really desperate mister, I don't seem to have any good
qualifications and nobody will hire me." Candy said in a pouty voice hoping
to recieve sympathy.
"Tell me Candy....how old are you?"
"I'm 17 years old.
"Did you finish high school?" the male voice asked inquisitively.
"No. I....I dropped out." Candy said nervously anticipating rejection.
"Well Candy...that's just the type of girl we're looking for" said the
man.
"Oh goody" cheered Candy. "You're the first person who's interested in
me."
"Well Candy, we would certainly like to set up an interview with you
this afternoon around 4:30 pm. However, there is a dress code that you
must follow if you are interested in working with us. You must wear
something appealing, something that men like to see on a woman...I think
you get the idea don't you Candy?" the male voice said in a suggestive
tone. "In our business, sometimes what a woman looks like is most important
- I think you understand.
"Oh yes sir" replied Candy in an excited tone. "I was hoping you could
help me by giving me some hints on what to wear - I hope you don't hold
this against me but I'm really not that smart when in comes to wardrobe
outfits.
"Your really not that bright at all are you Candy?" said the voice.
"Oh...nnn nn no I...I guess not mister." replied Candy in a desparate
tone.
"That's OK Candy, we specialize in hiring women like you. We have a
staff of men here that specialize in helping dim minded women such as yourself.
We educate them and help them become smarter on how to get ahead in the real
world. All you need to do is wear a cheap outfit and we will be very
pleased."
Candy hesitated for a moment, slowly it dawned on her what the man on
the other end of the line was asking her to do.
"You....you mean you want me to....to dress in something sexual?"
"If I may be so bold Candy...we don't like girls who are not
cooperative. We want them to do as they are told....if you want to get
ahead in this world...you must learn how to dress and behave. Who do you
think is normally the head of wealthy companies Candy?" asked the voice
sternly.
"Men" replied Candy.
"That's right Candy....men are in charge most of the time. So you must
cater to what they want if you want to succeed in this world do you
understand? Now be here no later than 4:30 PM sharp and make sure you wear
what most men desire - something a bit slutty." said the male voice
sternly.
Candy was a bit confused, but she concluded that the man on the other
end of the line must be a powerful executive who made lots of money. She
also knew that she wasn't very smart and she needed all the advice and
education she could get in order to get a good job. Candy knew that
dressing like a schoolgirl whore might dramatically increase her chances of
getting hired, so she decided to do what she was told.
Candy continued waiting in the lobby of the office building. She tapped
her bright red high heels on the ground hoping that the wait would soon be
over. Candy was very excited about the prospect of being hired by such a
wealthy company. She couldn't wait to impress her employers with her
outfit and good looks. She thought of the strong and powerful male voice
she heard on the other end of the phone. For some mysterious reason, she
knew that she trusted this man. He seemed very intelligent and knew just
what was good for her. Even though she didn't know what he looked like, he
sounded very sexy. Candy's pussy began to leak a few drops of goo as she
continued to think of his voice. It was so strong - so powerful - so
seductive, he would take good care of her.
Presently the door to the office opened. Candy's eyes nearly popped out
of their sockets - a huge man stood in front of the doorway to the central
office dressed in a tuxedo and built like a bodybuilder. He was extremely
handsome. Candy began to feel all squishy in her panties. Her pussy juice
had a sharp odor and it began to filter out into the open air for everyone
to smell. Candy knew that she could not supress the odor and she felt a
little embarrassed. Reluctantly she stood up.
"You must be Candy" said the handsome man. "Come in - we've been
expecting you."
Candy walked clumsily in her high heels toward the open door. She
smiled at the man. He did not smile back. Instead, he looked her up and
down - sizing her up - his gaze looking at her slutty schoolgirl outfit.
He inhaled deeply, as if he smelled something. Candy knew that he had
detected her girly goo. Her panties had become so damp that it was a
wonder that it hadn't started to trickle down her white pantyhose. She
walked through the open door and it was promptly closed behind her. Candy
surveyed the room with awe. It was filled with furniture of the highest
order. Expensive paintings lined the walls and the floors were made of
shiny marble. Even the railings to chairs were made of brass.
"Sit down Candy. This is what we call the preliminary room. The actual
interview will take place in the inner office only if you qualify." said
the burly man. "The man you spoke to on the phone is Mr. Blenheim.
Normally I take all the phone calls but he is a well respected and generous
man and he is not above picking up the phone himself when the occasion
arises."
"You mean....you mean I spoke to the president of the company?"
stammered Candy.
"Not exactly" replied the burly assistant. "He's who you would call a
co-owner. He and Mr. Sternum have run this institution for over 20 years.
They are in their early 50's now but they are very wealthy and they demand
a lot of respect - especially from pretty girls like you. You realize that
you will have to respect them and do whatever they tell you to do don't you
Candy?"
"Oh yes mister. I'll do whatever it takes to get the job. I want all
of you to be very impressed with me" replied the young blonde.
"That's a good girl Candy" said the big man. "You can start by
impressing me....you want to impress me don't you Candy?"
"Oh yes Mister, anything you say. I brought my resume with me as well
as some of my work experience portfolio." said Candy excitedly.
"That won't be necessary Candy. What we are looking for is someone to
please us in other ways." said the man.
There was a long silence as he let his words sink into her little pea
brain. Candy was clueless as to what he meant. Obviously she needed some
more prodding.
"OK Candy let me shoot it to you straight. Mr. Sternum said that
you giggled alot over the phone, is this true?"
Candy thought for a moment trying to recall the conversation she had
with Mr. Sternum earlier. Suddenly she remembered.
"Yeah....I guess I did....a little bit." replied the young girl shyly.
"Well Candy, around here we expect women to giggle a lot. We DO NOT
like it when they have a lot to say - especially anything intelligent. Do
you understand?" asked the man in a more severe tone of voice.
"Yes mister, I understand" replied the dumb blonde. And with that she
gave the hint of a giggle because she knew that this was what pleased this
powerful man.
"Uncross your legs Candy." the man said sharply. "We have given you a
tremendous opportunity to be a part of this institution - the least you
could do is show us a little respect....that's a good girl....hike up your
mini-skirt a little."
Candy nervously pulled up her dress a little bit revealing even more of
her pantyhose. The assistant looked her over again - his gaze falling
between her legs. Then he proceed to approach Candy's chair - circling
behind it and resting his powerful hands on her shoulders.
"Now Candy, I know you want to be cooperative during this preliminary
interview." said the assistant as he began messaging her shoulders. "You
look like a cooperative girl to me and I just know the men are going to
enjoy you to the fullest aren't they Candy?" the man hinted in a suggestive
tone.
Candy began to sigh, trying to relax. The hands continued to message
her shoulders and slowly began to work their way down to the top of her
breasts. Her massive globes began to bud and grow with each caress and
young Candy let a few moans escape from her pouty red lips.
"Spread your legs wider Candy....that's a girl........hike up your skirt
a little bit more.....good girl....your being being very cooperative."
Candy spread her legs even further and hiked up her skirt even more
allowing the male assistant a complete view of her damp crotch. A tiny
puddle of pussy goo was beginning to form on the leather chair which did
not go unnoticed by the big burly assistant. His hands continued to circle
her breasts - teasing the tender buds through her black mini skirt. They
began to feel firm and erect as little moans escaped Candy's lips. The
burly assistant allowed one hand to roam down to her belly button as he
gently began caressing her stomach. Slowly he moved to the front of the
leather chair and unzipped his pants.
Little did Candy know that the entire scene was being watched on video
monitor from another room by Mr. Blenheim, Mr. Sternum, and two other
business men. One was a wealthy lawyer that handled all of the legal work
for S.E.P.M. The other was a senator. These men were just a small portion
of the hundreds of male members involved with S.E.P.M., all of whom shared
the belief that a woman's place in the world was to be used as objects for
the complete and total pleasure of man. Every member had his own fetish that
was gauranteed to be accomodated. Some men preferred watching a helpless
dumb female experience her period. Others liked to tie up the women and beat
them. Still some others liked to urinate all over a woman's face and hair.
The women that were brought into the S.E.P.M. organization were carefully
screened for IQ level as well as their abilities in tolerance and
cooperation. If these types of women were in short supply, S.E.P.M. had a
staff of trained surgeons and doctor's - all of whom shared S.E.P.M.
beliefs - that handled women who were kidnapped and brought into the
operating room. There, the women were sedated and given drugs that slowly
sapped their will and made them more cooperative. Next they entered
counsiling sessions with trained psychiatrists that slowly manipulated
their minds into believing that their role was to serve and worship men and
to forever devote their lives - and their children - to the institution.
When the transformation process was over, the women left the prison
laboratory of their own free will. They gladly entered S.E.P.M. eager to
please men of all shapes sizes and colors. It didn't matter how old or
ugly they were - their minds had been shrunk to that of a pea brain
mentality that was addicted souly to the penis as well as other bodily
excrements that a male might exhibit. The women were now slaves - like all
the other beautiful women involved with S.E.P.M.
Candy contiued moaning softly as the burly assistant removed his cock
from his pants.
"Lean back Candy....shove your bottom up." said the assistant.
Candy did as she was told. The assistant gently took hold of her legs
and raised them in the air exposing a very damp puddle on the seat as well
as her wet pantyhose. The odor of Candy's dampness purmiated the room.
"Well well...looks like Candy is all wet...we'd better have a look
shouldn't we Candy?"
"Ooooh.....oh" Candy moaned as her red high heels stuck up high in the
air and her legs were spread wide like a pig. The young male assistant
pressed a finger gently against her crotch feeling the dampness between her
smelly legs. Slowly he messaged her stinky twat as his cock stiffened.
Slowly he leaned over and pressed his cock against her cherry red pouty
lips.
"Open your mouth Candy." said the big man sternly.
Candy hesitated.
"Now Candy you be a good girl and do what your told...or we'll have to
see about fixing you. You don't want us to become angry with you do you
Candy?"
"No sir." replied Candy.
"Then open your stupid little mouth and slurp!" said the man in a
commanding tone.
Slowly Candy opened her sweet little mouth and pressed her cherry red
lips against the tip of the mans fat cock. It was enormous and grew even
larger making her mouth form a big "O" around the tip. Slowly the cock
eased its way into her dirty little mouth. Candy's tongue began to dance
around on the inside of her hot little mouth - caressing the big fat smelly
lard as it spurted a few drops of pre-cum into her juicy hole.
"That's a girl Candy......from now on this will be your passifyer...this
is what we will give you when we don't want you to talk."
Candy continued slurping away - oblivious to what was being said to her.
She was becoming content to suck on this man's cock. It was so big and fat
and it tasted so good. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she
became a mindless slut - just slurping away and drooling on the front of
her black mini dress. The burly assistant scooped up some of her dirty
cream from the leather seat and smeared it on her cheek - making her smell
like a whore. He continued plunging his cock in and out of her puffy mouth
making her face baloon in and out. Candy became a mindless fuck-doll. She
made loud slurping sounds and continued moaning with her legs spread wide
in the air allowing the big assistant to inspect her creamy smelly
progress. More pussy goo gushed out of her cunt and seeped onto the leather
chair making the puddle grow bigger. The man now had her white panty hose
pulled halfway down her legs exposing her smoothly shaved twat. It was so
beautiful and intoxicating and it gleamed with sticky juice. The young man
stared at Candy's face with his cock plunging ever so violantly in and out
of it - her round puffy lips forming a big ring around his fat smelly meat.
What a whore he thought to himself. The slurping contiued, and soon the
assistant felt his balls swell with a load of greasy sperm. His fat penis
formed a puffy ring at the base that began to make its way up his shaft
like a menacing snake. As the bulge of semen made its way up the burly
man's shaft, Candy lift were stretched even wider as if her entire mouth
were being stuffed with garbage. The cock exploded hot sticky sperm inside
her trampy mouth. Some of the sperm coiled up and shot to the back of her
slutty throat forming a sticky pool engulfing her tonsils - some of the
other load was sprayed violently all over her gums and tongue. The taste
of his huge load was bitter, salty, and unforgiving. Candy's nostrils
flared up and puffed out as a result of the invasion and she felt like she
was going to choke. The tall powerful man held her throat firmly with one
had and grabbed her hair with the other.
"Finish it all you stupid cunt....that's a good little slut......swirl
it around in your mouth....that's it you filthy little whore!"
Candy swallowed every drop of sperm and groaned. The assistant removed
his filthy cock from her mouth and smeared the remaining residue on her
face - getting some sticky left over jizz on her eye shadow. Then he took
a tissue and wiped her face off so that she would look presentable to Mr.
Blenheim and company. Candy got up from the chair and pulled up her smelly
pantyhose giving the burly assistant a seductive slutty smile.
"Come here Candy." the assistant said motioning to the 2nd doorway
comprised of solid oak.
Young Candy giggled and strutted over to the door - her breath smelling
of yucky sperm. The young man held the door and ushered her inside. The
room Candy entered into was huge. Like the previous room, it was filled
with expensive furniture - leather chairs and expensive paintings with gold
frames. Four men were waiting for her sitting in expensive leather lounge
chairs. Candy was amazed when she noticed a young girl of about 13 years
of age waddling around on her knees a few feet away from the men. She was
dressed in a little pink ballarina dress which clearly exposed her white
cottom panties. What was even more shocking to Candy was what the young
girl was doing. She was licking the marble floor with her tongue and
occasionally looking up to the four men with pleading eyes - desparate for
approval. The men gave her none and she continued slurping at what looked
like a puddle of urine on the floor. The young assistant shoved Candy
forward forcefully and smiled at the four men - all of whom were dressed in
business suits.
"Gentleman this is Candy....she's been a very good girl so far and I
think you are going to like her" stated the burly man. And with that, he
turned and left the room.
"Is that so Candy?" asked one of the men. "Come here sweety lets have a
look at your body....that's a girl.....start giggling....we like girls that
giggle don't we men?"
Candy approached the four men giggling and rolling her eyes. She stuck
a finger in her mouth and began to suck on it. The four men stared at her
taking in the beautiful site. They looked at her eyes - smeared with
slutty black eye shadow. Her lips - laden with thick traces of red
lipstick which had been partially smeared by the greasy fat penis that had
penetrated her mouth a few minutes earlier.
"Turn around Candy....we want to see your bottom." said Mr. Sternum.
Candy turned slowly around allowing the men a long view of her gorgeous
round ass.
"Pull your pantyhose down Candy" said another.
Slowly candy pulled down her white pantyhose letting them rest at the
base of her kneecaps. Her slutty cunt glistened with pussy juice. Her
pink puffy folds were thick and fleshy and they had recently been shaved.
Candy continued slurping on her index finger and rolling her eyes - moaning
softly. The young girl on the floor looked up at the four men and crawled
over to Mr. Blenheim wimpering softly.
"Mr. Blenheim.....I.....I made messy in my panties." she wimpered in a
little girl voice. Obviously her voice box had been altered in an
operation by one of the doctors and she sounded like a six year old at
most.
"Donald you go take care of Trixie....she needs to be changed." stated
Mr. Blenheim.
One of the men got up from his chair and strolled over to trixy lifting
the back of her little pink ballerina skirt. A mushy brown streak had
formed at the base of her little white panties and she smelled like she had
made a poo. The strong man picked her up and carried her out of the room
wimpering and moaning like a little girl should. The remaining three men
fixed their venomous eyes upon young Candy.
"Bend over Candy and spread your hiney with both hands" stated another.
Candy slowly turned her back to the four men and bent over - spreading
her ass cheeks with both hands.
"My...my......what a gorgeous little brown hole she's got huh fellas?"
said Mr. Sternum.
"By god your right....isn't it cute...nice and brown thick and
juicy...just ready for the taking." said another. "I'll bet she wants a
nice thick cock up her ass don't you Candy?"
Candy nodded her head - eager to impress.
"Come here Candy and bend over in front of me....my name is Mr. Sternum
and I'm going to be in charge of you for now" said the powerful executive.
Candy strolled over slowly toward Mr. Sternum's chair - her high heels
clicking on the marble floor. She was such a treat and looked very
delicious. She had trouble walking straight with her pantyhose draped
halfway down her knees. Slowly she turned around and bent over pulling her
ass cheeks apart - exposing her golden brownie to the 54 year old man. Mr.
Sternum leaned forward and to a big wiff of her smelly brown hole. It
smelled musky with a hint of BM. The scent of her pussy juice was also
unmistakable and Mr. Sternum reached in and began to probe her wet cunt
with his middle finger.
"Come on over men....you guys have a right to enjoy her too! You have
paid your respects to this organization countless times, it's only fitting
that you both get a taste of this new bimbo - especially you Mr. Blenheim
seeing as to how you are a co-owner of S.E.P.M. Both men rose from their
chairs and strolled over to Candy. They got on either side of her and
began touching her all over. Mr. Blenheim inserted his hand underneath
Candy's black mini-dress and began caressing her left boob. Candy was
still bent over and she felt a fat finger pushing it's way into her smelly
bottom.
"Oooooh" she moaned as the men touched and smelled her slutty body.
The fat finger was now firmly embedded in her brownie and three fingers
were forcefully being inserted into her dirty twat. Candy felt a little
uncomfortable in her high heels being bent over in such an awkward position
but this was of no concern to the men. They continued to probe her as they
removed their cocks from their trowsers.
"Stay bent over and take hold of their cocks Candy." said Mr. Sternum
from his seated position.
Candy reached out with both hands allowing Mr. Sternum to spread her ass
cheeks apart by himself. She grabbed hold of both cocks and began stroking
them lovingly. Her skirt was now hiked up all the way and her rear-end as
well as her pee pee were in plain view for all to see. She smelled like a
whore and was now being treated like one. Little did Candy know that she
would not be paid for any of this - nor would she ever leave the building
again. In another room, doctors were already preparing a special room for
her - complete with an operating table and schringes filled with heavy doses
of special drugs that were bound to make her even more submissive than she
already was. Candy continued stroking the ugly snakes in her hands and
soon she was ordered to lie down in the puddle of urine on the floor. Little
Trixie hadn't finished lapping it all up when she had her accident and so
Candy felt the cold smelly liquid against her back as she lay in the puddle of
piss. All three men knelt down around her inspecting their newly found prize.
They spread her limbs apart and removed her mini-dress exposing her massive
tits which were shiny with makeup gloss. Mr. Sternum and his assistant began
to nibble on each one of her tits while Mr. Blenheim pressed his smelly cock
against her shiny little mouth - easing it in slowly watching the young girl's
mouth form a big fat "O" around his thick piece of stinky lard. The men
began to ravage her more forcefully holding her firmly on the marble floor
allowing the puddle of piss to seep into her skin. Mr. Blenheim continued
pumping his thick cock in and out of her bulging mouth - ballooning it in
and out like an inflatable fuck doll. His testicles banged against her
sweet little nose and they smelled of sweat and filthy piss. The other two
men were spreading her legs to the limit and jamming their fingers into her
cunt - scooping up large amounts of sticky goo and smearing it all over her
ass. Candy groaned as the assault intensified and the fingers were slowly
replaced by an entire hand - then a fist! The large stump gorged her vulva
and slowly eased its way toward her uterus. Candy felt full and dirty.
The cock in her mouth began to grow even larger in preperation for Mr.
Blenheims special offering. Suddenly a huge spurt of jizz exploded in
little Candy's mouth followed by even larger gooey globs of semen. Mr.
Blenheim held her head firmly to the floor allowing the jizz to slither its
way to the back of the whore's throat. The other two men brought their
penises up to her face and began dick slapping her cheeks with the dirty
vessals. Mr. Blenheim removed his cock from Candy's slutty gutter mouth
and moved out of the way. Next it was Mr. Sternum's turn. His cock
bulged as it bobbled back and forth in front of Candy's slutty face. Soon
it erupted in short - but massive bursts. A large thick glob roped itself
around Candy's left eyelash. Another shot directly into her eye. A third
much larger glob streaked across her forehead and into her hair. Almost
instantly Mr. Sternum's assistant began to groan as he felt his massive
balls begin to erupt as well. His cock was longer in length and he pressed
it against Candy's lips.
"Open wide Candy.....that's a girl!"
The assistant shoved his cock deep into her throat and Candy almost
choked. The huge heavy vessal erupted with volcanic force against her
throat. The jizz had begun to pile up in Candy's mouth and it began to
seep out of her lips despite the massive penis inserted inside her. Little
rivalets of smelly man goo began to leak down her cheek and onto her
throat. When the men were finished with Candy she was a sticky smelly mess!
Her hair was streaked with cum and her mouth looked and smelled like a
globby dumpster. Her breasts had been messaged and manipulated to the
point of being sore and her cunt had trouble closing itself due to the
massive manly fist that had invaded it earlier. She smelled like a gutter
whore. This prompted the men to take their insults a step further:
"You smell like a piece of white trash Candy....were going to take you
to another room and give you a rub down" said the assistant. With that,
the men helped Candy to her feet as they gaurded each side of her. They
led her out into one of the corridors gripping her arms firmly in case she
had second thoughts and tried to escape. This would be Candy's last few
moments of free will as they led her to the operating room. Candy felt
confused about what was going on.
"What's going on guys....isn't the interview over?" she asked - careful
not to sound too alarmed as she gazed at the large metal table in the
center of the room.
"It's OK Candy, we're just going to give you a special message since
you've been such a good girl aren't we boys?" said Mr. Sternum.
The men nooded their heads in unison. Gently they picked Candy up off
of the floor and lay her on her back. She smelled like urine and the men
had no respect for her - though they were careful not to openly show this
too often until she had been properly medicated. Mr. Blenheim and Mr. Sternum
held Candy firmly to the operating table while the assistant began strapping
her down. First her legs - then her waist - then her arms. Finally, a doctor
dressed in a pure white outfit came in and applied a special head strap that
forced Candy's head to the table. When she was finally secure, the three men
turned and left the room without saying a word - leaving the doctor there
to conduct his business without disturbance.
Candy began to feel scared. She tried in a vain attempt to free herself
but she couldn't even lift her head off the table.
"Mister let me go.....I don't like this" said Candy struggling against
the straps.
The doctor ignored her and picked up a needle filled with a slimy yellow
serum. Then he began to rub her right arm with a gause pad preparing her
for an injection.
"Let me go you sick bastard!" shouted Candy as it finally dawned on her
that this "Interview" had gotten way out of hand. She was not prepared to
be injected with a sharp painful needle and worst of all, she was unsure of
what would happen to her once the drug was injected. However there was
nothing the struggling girl could do. The straps had been secured firmly
and she was now the doctor's captive no matter what. Slowly the needle
eased it's prickly way into her tender flesh. Almost instantly Candy began
to feel woozy and tired. She fought with all her might to keep her eyes
open but the sedative was too powerful and soon she succomed to the heavy
dose of medication.
A period of weeks passed while Candy ate, breathed, and slept in a haze.
She was given constant medication and exposure to sexual stimulation.
Everytime she resisted a session or faught against one of her male
doctor's, she was beaten severly, sometimes with a leather strap.
Everytime she responded positively to the male organ or various excrements
from the male body she was rewarded with an orgasm by one or two of the
doctors - usually in the from of penis insertion through the vagina.
Slowly, through constant medication and consultation, Candy began to lose
her will. By the fifth week of treatment in the facility, her IQ level had
dropped substantialy and she was reduced to a babbling bimbo with little
vocabulary. By the sixth weeks her sessions were about to conclude.
"Hello little bimbo." said one of the doctors as he entered her sleeping
quarters.
Candy giggled her response and licked her lips at the doctor.
He was the most beautiful sight in the world. The doctor held out his
middle finger and stuck it in her face. Candy immediately began sucking on
it and rolling her eyes. She moaned softly and spread her legs for the
doctor as he began to undo his pants.
"We have one last operation for you today my little whore" stated the
doctor. "That voice box of yours has to be changed to a little girl's
voice."
Candy moaned and continued slurping on the doctors finger. She was bare
naked accept for a pair of white cotton panties with flowers and daisies on
them. Candy was oblivious to what was being said to her as she felt a
trickle of pee escape her cunt. Soon the trickle became a steady flow as
Candy began to wet herself in front of the doctor.
"That's a good girl Candy....You're learning where girl's are supposed
to go potty."
Candy moaned and wimpered as the doctor aimed his penis directly at her
face and began to piss. The steady stream of urine spashed against her
eyes and lips. Candy was going to become a beautiful potty!
THE END