Becoming Lady Daphane
I'm standing in the Lady's boudoir, being dressed by her Lady's maid in the very dress from the portrait on the wall… my voice has softened like my body as I say in a far too female voice, “This must stop! I’m not Lady Daphne, the food… something… it made me bloom… made my… um… man parts become female… I know I look like her, but I’m a man, I can’t wear this and dine with Lord Bartmal!”
My.. um, her maid softly scolds me, “Now put those thoughts right out of your head, m’lady, you’re a lovely lady and Lord Bartmal needs his wife by his side! We all have aur roles to play in this household!”
I find myself mincing downstairs and meeting Lord Bartmal in the garden, he looks at me appraisingly and says, “Just as beautiful as I remember, and much more pliable…”
Smelling her perfume, feeling her dress and her husband's eyes on me I complain in a voice that sounds like hers, “I’m not her… and what do you mean, pliable?”
He chuckles and says, “You see the original Lady Daphne was able to resist the compulsion part of the treatments… you, however, will do whatever I ask…”
“I shall not!”
“OH? The blowjob is your idea…”
I suddenly find myself on my knees, his cock in my mouth… What am I doing? Mmm… his cock… it just… calls to me… did he tell me to do this? It… feels like my idea… above me I hear him talking to the maid… “There you are my dear, thank you for training your replacement so thoroughly…. ”
She stands by his side as I suck, “So happy to leave your service finally…”
The maid slips down beside me as I keep sucking and softly says to me, “There you go Lady Daphne, in exactly the place you should be..”
Soon they have me on a table, the maid helping to spread my legs and what is unmistakably a vagina now… I whimper in my perfectly female voice, “I-I don’t understand… the maid?”
As he lines up his cock he says, “She’s the previous Lady Daphane… it was her idea to… convert you. Her training is quite effective!”
I feel the maid's fingers spread what is unmistakably my very real vagina now helping him deflower me saying, “Just one last bit to make you forget all about that icky male life you’re leaving behind…” then he thrusts and… “There… his cock in YOUR pussy bonds you to him completely….”
Something happens in my brain and…. I become what I appear, falling completely into the role of the submissive wife to Lord Bartmal… my mind flooded with “I am Lady Daphne… I love to please my husband…”
The maid waves goodbye to the life I'm inhabiting as MY husband continues to use me as a man uses a woman… “I’m sure you two will be very happy, I’ll just let myself out…”
He thrust again…. “She’s perfect, thank you so much, dear… I shall think of you every time I use her!”