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The ClairvoyantThe Clairvoyant My life is just about perfect in every way. I am an emergency physician, most of the time working a pre-determined schedule, which gives me time to enjoy time on the golf course, riding my bike, exercising on a regular basis and making a good living, just under $400k each year, is not bad at all. When my parents passed away, since I was an only c***d, their home was left to me. Since it was paid for, I moved in, selling the home I was purchasing gave me a nice bank account, combined with what they left me, I was more then comfortable. To everyone I worked with, my close friends and a few women I had enjoyed some quality time with, my life was as good as anyone could ever imagine. Something no one knew of me, I belonged to various web sites, under a different name, different emails that I used to access these sites. All of the sites specialized in total feminization of a male. One was designed to take in a male, through technology, I was forcibly changed into a beautiful woman, big boobs, a sex hungry pussy and all the make-up hair and so on taken care of. Day to day activity in this site, consisted of meeting other women or in some cases men, who were visiting, in most cases ending up in a highly erotic sexual coupling. There was straight sex, BDSM and in all cases submission was preferred. I loved this site and was on it every chance I could get on. Other sites included lesbian sex, something I have dreamed of for years. A reoccurring dream was to be converted through various ways, but then, I’d be leading a normal lesbian lifestyle. I have no idea how many lesbian porn videos I have watched over the years, but the dream is an ongoing one, that I dream of, masturbate to, always realizing it will never happen. I could have a sex operation, but fear of letting anyone know kept me deep in the closet. When I was a young boy, a nice guy, lived across the street from me, actually across the circle from me, he quickly became a good friend, then my scout master and when I was in high school, he was one I could go to for advice, when talking to my family was not comfortable. I had been in my first year in college, when my mom called, telling me his wife had passed away, calling him, we talked for a long time, that was the closest I have ever come to telling someone about my secret, but it didn’t happen. Moving back in the c***dhood home, he was weak now, I did what I could to help me, taking out his garbage, mowing his lawn, pulling any weeds he had and in some cases, I did errands for him such as groceries or his meds. But despite all the help myself and neighbors did, he passed away not long after my parents did. He did not have any family, so he designated me as the beneficiary of his estate. Selling the home had to be cleared through the state, finally able to list the home, it had only been on the market for a short time, when the agent called me, an offer had been submitted, which was what I had listed it for. Then she was so excited, “The offer was made by Madam Trixie,” a world known clairvoyant, that became famous when she not only gave information on a highly publicized k**napping, but she also identified the k**nappers names as well as where evidence could be found. I had read all about her and the many accomplishments she had, I also read she had a team of researchers that had access to information the average law enforcement agency would have killed for, even the National companies did not have the connections she had. Pictures of her were breathtaking to say the least, huge tits, nipples large and always showing through anything she wore, a definite camel toe between her legs, that was also always present in any picture that was available. I was excited and somewhat concerned about her moving in so close to me, but it was a cash offer and what I had asked for, besides it seems she was a confirmed lesbian, so I had nothing to worry about. The closing was quick and to the point, she had a cashiers check, I signed the necessary documents making the home hers. She was even more stunning in real person then the photos I had seen, but she didn’t say much, just stared at me, an uncomfortable stare. I said it was nice meeting her, if she needed any help when she moved in, I’m just across the street. She thanked kaçak iddaa me and we left. I was just leaving for work a few days later, a moving van pulled up, several cars also pulled up, along with her – I waved said I was on my way to work, if she needed anything, I’d leave my home open, she declined, but she thanked me and I was gone. When i arrived back home that evening, the moving van and the ladies were all gone, only her little red Mercedes was in the driveway.I had the next two days off, in the morning I picked up a nice bottle of wine, had it wrapped and walked to her front door. She answered the door, in a see through negligee, basically showing me just how big her tits actually were and how exciting that camel toe was. Smiling, “I’ve been expecting you Mick, please come in” I stepped in, but it was hard to talk, couldn’t help staring at her. Taking the bottle out of my hand, thanking me, she took both of my hands in hers, just starring at me for the longest time. A giggle broke the tension, “Well well well, our perfect physician has a dark, very dark secret” Then she moved to me, taking my face, kissing me on the lips, “There now I’ve marked you as mine. I’m only into girls but soon I will come and claim what I just marked, enjoy the days of freedom you have left” She walked me back to the door, a small giggle again as she slapped my bottom, then the door was closed. I stood there in total shock, confused, finally going back to my place in a hazy state. What she said made no sense, finally I forgot it and life came back to normal. The thing that kept haunting me, was her marking me as hers. I had no idea what it meant, but for some reason I couldn’t get it out of my mind. About two weeks later, I arrived home, a large package was on my door. Picking up the package, it was addressed to me from the Venus, dark magic lingerie company. I had never heard of them, when I googled it a log in was required to get in, but no where was a place to register and no phone number to contact them. No return address, so I opened it up. Standing there staring at the contents, left me speechless. It was full of lingerie, all black, all erotic looking, all with expensive lace. A bra, panties, garter belt, sheer nylon hose. 5 inch high heels, with locks on the ankle, they were unlocked and to finish everything off a leather collar, also unlocked, but with no apparent lock. Picking up the panties, I let out a small whimper. I have some silk panties, that I wear now and then, but what ever fabric these were made of, felt so wonderful and I could only imagine how they would feel on my cock. I don’t have a huge cock, but maybe a little bigger then normal, looking these close, it would be a tight fit, but thinking of how it would feel made my cock hard as it has ever been. Picking up the heels, they were in my size, the bra was my size around my chest, but a huge cup size, maybe it would make it look like I had a big set. The nylons were also so smooth, running them over my arm, my eyes closed, a sexual haze coming over them – that is when I saw the envelope at the bottom, addressed to Michelle. My name was on the packing label, but Michelle inside. Opening it up, my mouth dropped open “Dear Michelle. The two of us know when I marked you, it was not said, but I also own you. When you get the courage to put everything on, you’ll have an internal drive to serve me, joining my collection of pets. See you soon my slave. Hugs Madame Trixie” I looked at the note, reading it again and again. Trying to figure out where she thought she owned me, but since I was in my own home, feeling the collar, to myself, “Wouldn’t it be wonderful if slipping these items on, would make me submissive and accepting her as my new Mistress”. But closing the box, I laughed a little, “Yea if it could only be that easy” Placing the box in my family room, day after day I looked at it, the simple curiosity kept building in me, finally deciding I’d try the outfit on, but I also knew once on, it may take a few days entertaining her whims, so calling a salon, I scheduled a total body waxing, explaining I needed to remove all hair on my body. The young lady, who answered the phone, told me they had a shower that was designed to take all hair off, they would cover my hair, if needed kaçak bahis they could also get rid of my eyes brows then permanently put them back on in a feminine thin line. I liked that idea, booking the appointment the next day. I had put in for a week of personal time, so I’d have plenty of time to enjoy what she had in mind. I spent several hours in the salon, when I was done, feeling my own body, I was amazed at how soft I now felt and I loved the new eyebrows. But when I opened the box, it still scared me, a small voice telling me to be carful, so I closed it back up, slipping into bed early, enjoying a good nights sleep, then waking early to shower and face it again. Taking a seat by the box, I picked up the two nylons, rolling each one up, slipping it over my toes then my foot. Once it was over my heal, rolling it up my smooth legs, to the top of my thighs. The second one was much faster. They felt so good, I kept running my hands up and down them. Next I slipped on my panties. it took some work to get my cock covered by the marvelous material, not making it easy to keep the erection down, but working at it, I was finally satisfied it didn’t look bad. Slipping on the garter belt was easy, hooking up my socks gave me the excuse to run my hands up and down my legs. The bra went on backwards, so I could get it hooked, then pulling it around in place, my arms slipped in easily. Just as I had thought it was huge. Although it wasn’t padded, it did stand out from my body, so I figured when I visited my new Mistress, she could change it. Taking a seat, I slipped on the high heels, the lock was easy to fasten, but there didn’t seem to be a key, but again I figured she’d have one, if not it was a small lock and easily picked if needed. Picking up the final item, feeling how soft the leather collar was, the smell said it was made from expensive leather. Stepping into my bedroom, standing in front of a full length mirror, OMG I did look fantastic, if only it was real. Looking at the collar again, it made no sense on how it would stay on, but what the hell, reaching up with both hands, slipping it around my neck. Suddenly I heard it snap shut, then the locks on my heels snapped shut permanently. A surge of fear shot through my body, reaching up to try and undo the collar, there didn’t seem to be any opening or seam anywhere. Bending over to look at the heels, they were like the the collar, no way of taking them off. I was now breathing heavy, panic rushing over my body. But before I could think clearly, my panties began to tighten up, just as a sting in my neck, sent a heavy relaxing d**g in my system. Laying back on my bed, the panties squeezed my cock, it felt like something was being absorbed into my cock and my balls. The feeling was not really painful, but as uncomfortable as it could be. Suddenly Madame Trixie was setting on my bed, totally nude, holding my hand. “The chemical in the panties, is getting rid of that old ugly cock and balls – it will then replace it with a functioning pussy, one that allows me to rent you out to a customer that wants to fuck you” The pain was increasing now, my body was writhing, but nothing seemed to help, knowing what was happening to me, brought tears to my eyes. Then my heels were doing something to the caves of my legs. It felt like my muscle was being shrunk and reshaped. This was adding to the pain. I closed my eyes, I believe I may have passed out. When I woke, there was a strange sensation between my legs, it felt like I was becoming horny, needing something inside me. My legs were useless, they weren’t moving at all, the same with my arms, they just lay limp on my bed. The horny need was one thing, just as I thought the worse had come, a tingle in my chest started. Trying to figure out what was happening, a sharp pain shot through me, making me gasp. Now I could feel each side of my chest, throbbing – more pain, stretching, more pain, pulling and growing – pain then tingling. I tried to figure out what was happening, my head wouldn’t lift up to see if anything was wrong, but the pain, tingling and now an itch was touching every inch of my chest. As with my cock and legs, closing my eyes, slipping into a dream like state, waiting for it to stop. Just before I woke completely, my scalp tingled, illegal bahis but it wasn’t painful, then I slowly opened my eyes. Mistress was still by my side, “I use a very dark Black Magic, it allows me to see things others never think of, now let me help you stand, so you can see the changes that have taken place” She took my hand, helping me stand – the full length mirror was just to the side, but as soon as i stood, a couple of things became clear immediately. My cock was gone, the panties were not tight but rubbing nicely between my legs on what felt like a pussy. My chest was heavy, really heavy, looking down it was easy to see the bra was fully filled out. The mirror was filled with so much change, it took me sometime to really believe it was me. Dark brunette hair, long to my shoulders, tits that were large, but not just large, the nipples stood out in front, proud, large and hard. My eyes followed down my body, the panties were smooth in the front. Looking closer a small but definite camel toe was showing in the outline in the smooth fabric. That is when I noticed I was not only standing on those high heels, but I was comfortably moving around in them. Madame moved up behind me, reaching around, cupping my two melons, kissing me on the neck, “It was painful but looking at you now, was it worth it?” Looking at me, realizing my life had now forever changed, touching my tits, then slipping a hand between my legs, smiling, turning to kiss her, “Yes it was worth it, but what about my job, the way I am, I can’t do anything?” Moving to my side, taking a seat on my bed, touching one nipple, a small bead of milk appeared. She motioned for me to come forward, laying down on her lap, offering me her one nipple. As soon as i tasted the milk, my whole body spiked not only in an arousal, but a heavy thick fog began to take over my mind, my memory and all of me. Sucking hard, the milk started to flow easily, drinking, swallowing and drinking more – the haze was clearing, but my mind, worries. who I was started to fade away. it did not take long for me to empty one breast. Switching sides I sucked on the second one, until it also was empty. Looking at her, a question on my face. “You are Michelle, you are my pet, you serve me doing anything I ask you to do. When you signed the home to me, you also signed your home and financial assets to me. You have a whole new body. When the authorities come to see where you are, I’ll say I haven’t seen you for a long time. They’ll be looking for a guy, you’ll be there but as a big breasted maid of mine” She slipped on one of my dress shirts, walking hand in hand across the street to her new home, as soon as I was in, she helped me off with all but the collar and heels. “Now my love, let’s teach you how to eat pussy”. Setting down her legs spread wide, she guided me step by step until she exploded all over my face. Kissing my face, “One of your daily duties is to give me an orgasm every day, then we’ll see what else I need you to do” My routine was basically the same each day, satisfying her was my main duty, but many times that was a full time job. A couple of weeks had passed, when my supervisor came knocking at her door. I had worked with Jim so many times, we were almost like brothers, but I had no idea who he was. Madame greeted in almost nude as usual, inviting him in, explaining she had not seen me since she moved in – that is when she called to me. “I run an exclusive club Jim, may I call you Jim?” He was looking at me, I was nude except for the collar, heels and small white apron that covered my pussy, but not so much. It was fun to see the tent start to rise in his pants, “Michelle is new to the business, would you like to teach her how to please a man?” He was nodding, still not speaking, I took his hand led him down the hall to my bedroom. Kissing him, dropping to my knees and sucking, licking all in all playing with his nice cock, it wasn’t long and I was on the bed on all fours. He pushed up inside me… the feeling was like nothing I ever imagined would be like. He had both tits in his hands, squeezing and pinching the nipples … he fucked me for a long time, finally unloading warm liquid deep inside me. Laying side by side, his hand playing with my tits, “You could be Mick’s sister, very similar” Suddenly my mind cleared, I remembered everything that happened to me, the milk had not worked on me. Looking at him, thinking, “Oh I’ve been Madame Trixie’s pet for a long time, would you like to fuck again?”

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