MISTRESS MARQUESA’S DISCLAIMER

THE FOLLOWING STORY IS ONLY A WORK OF FICTIONAL FANTASIES. THE CHARACTERS AND SITUATIONS IT DESCRIBES ARE NOT TO BE THOUGHT OF AS REFLECTING REALITY IN ANY WAY. AMONG OTHER THINGS, IT CONTAINS SCENES OF HARDCORE FEMINIZATION, TORTURE, DRUGGING SOMEONE, AND TRANSFORMING A MAN INTO A SHEMALE WITHOUT HIS CONSENT. IF you ENJOY OR ARE NOT OFFENDED BY READING SUCH A FANTASY, THIS STORY MAY BE FOR YOU. I HAVE NEVER AND WILL NEVER APPROVE OF OR ENGAGE IN ANY ILLEGAL, UNETHICAL, OR NONCONSENSUAL ACT(S) OF ANY KIND.

Fully Demoted, Teased & Trained  at “Fashion Control Techniques Inc.”

pussy girl  reflected upon the chain of events that led to her reassignment…..

after all…  just a few weeks earlier (s)he was the Advertising department manager for “Fashion Control Techniques Inc.” Panty Whip, Tease, & Train line of products for aspiring business ladies in control of their future.   Ironically, he worked too diligently to get the promotion while overworking, belittling, and undermining the ambitions of his staff to achieve self rewarding goals..

However, it was his oversight that led to his ultimate reassignment and ultimate transformation into a “she male” model, pressured, thoroughly trained and molded to serve a dual purpose as a department secretary and model mannequin for new product promotions
and daily live demos..

How could this all happen?  After all.. he was the one in control of corporate direction,  decisions, and staff reviews…  But it all eroded quickly over the course of a few decisive days until it was too late..
(s)he sat at the receptionist desk,  hopelessly transformed and totally feminized by now… perfumed, wearing glossy pink lipstick, sparkling pink finger & toe nail polish, pink panties, nylons, and the tightest and most revealing miniskirt.

As (s)he crossed her legs, her silk nylons swished and stretched, held firmly in place by the “semi-permanent” garter belt waist nipper, locked in place to further seduce her.  (s)he sat gazing at her blossoming breasts and permanently pink nipples poking thru her see-thru blouse..
the result of a special, hormone modifying diet treatment inadvertently consumed, unnoticed until the enzyme accelerated ultra effective treatment suddenly concentrated overnight to yield extremely large, undisguisable breasts.

The ample cleavage, and excessive jiggle when (s)he walked was exciting, confusing, embarrassing,  and humiliating.

Just one of the many thoughtful ways that superior female intellect and attention to details yielded results which ensured his complete demotion.

The glass doors to the lobby opened quickly as the sound of high heels clicked assertively on the ultra shiny marble floor.,
(s)he sat upright alerted by the presence of her superiors.   (s)he felt slightly dizzy, hypnotized by a sense of vertigo as low rumbling tones reverberated in her ears as
her fashion earrings whirred back and forth.

Suddenly, the 2 sophisticated, cultured, well educated, refined and arrogant ladies were standing at my desk,
noticeably irritated….

“Excuse me Miss ?  Wake-up!!!   Helloooo!!!   Don’t just sit there staring mindlessly…”

to make matters worse my office chair purposely positioned me very low to the highly polished, reflective floor at close proximity to crotch level.

“Well did you hear Me???   I’m Mz. Leather V.P. of Sales for Femina products.   Notify Mz. Whip that I’ve arrived for today’s demo.
Do you understand?”

“mmmpgh”

i turned red, embarrassed, unable to utter a peep.

Suddenly, Mz. Hose who was dressed in a tight black leather skirt, nylons, and low cut blouse leaned over my desk and sneered,  “you should see yourself.. what a poor impression you’ve just made.”

i tried to apologize but my lips were sticky….  that sample application of the thick WhipStick ultra glossy hot pink lipstick thoughtfully applied in the Ladies Room this morning looked soooo shiny as it continuously softened and moisturized my lips.  But as the day went on, the lipstick got sticky and hot and quickly hardened  to form a permanent, epoxy-like, synthetically slick and shiny, lisp enhancing red lollipop like shell over my swollen tender lips.

“And your name is????” Mz. Hose inquired commandingly.

“p..  p…  pussy girl”  i squeaked, confirming without question that i now sounded very sissified  whenever I was permitted or ordered to speak.

any attempt to gaze upward at the statuesque, superior beauties resulted in my further humiliation and substantiated my inferior position.

The skin tight, choker collar augmented my predicament and squelched my voice as i tried to speak…

“It’s obvious to Me that you’re incompetent.” Mz. Hose pronounced conclusively.

“yy Yes, Mz. Hose.” Mz. Leather agreed.

“What is it that you are supposed to do?”  As She asked Her question, the disdainful look in Mz. Leather’s haughty eyes was clearly shown.

“oohh .. ooohhh ..
i’m the department secretary and receptionist for Panty Whip, Tease, & Train products and plus i serve as a “meeting mannequin” to model and display new product samples”.

squirming in my slippery Lucite office chair,  i was noticeably flustered, fully teased and subjugated  by the reflection of the ladies’ shapely legs, high heels, silk nyloned toe cleavage, nail polished manicured feet, and black, sheer lace panties as my gaze pointed to the highly polished floor.

“Who’s your boss?”  Mz. Leather quipped.

i managed a squeaky, high pitched, lispy voice..
“Mz. Whip is my boss.”

i felt humiliated, punished, and demeaned.  To make matters worse, i was perplexed by my bimbo-like image that i paradoxically and irresistibly found increasingly arousing…  To my terror and fascination i realized i was now [and most likely forever] totally outwitted and used ..

i reflected back with regret, amazement, fear, and awe..

My secretary Mz. Yvette  had been so teasing and sweet for weeks.  Serving me coffee, juices, cherry and creme filled pastries..
every day..  i felt titillated.    Attired in her body-hugging miniskirt Yvette squirmed to organize the lower file cabinet and desk drawers in my office…  Not that my insight matters, but i know all her attentions and actions were perfectly calculated toward thoroughly seducing me until i could no longer think clearly.

After a day of particularly wicked teasing, that Friday evening at Mz. Yvette’s apartment i had felt so “captivated and chosen” as i sat back on her leather recliner tipping and clinking fluorescent pink champagne glasses.  Even without this first-class libation, i was intoxicated by her overwhelming perfume and my close proximity to her  pantyhosed legs and red leather hot pants and thigh high boots.

progressively  my crotch started to throb and pulsate  …. dizzy .. i blacked out just as I thought i felt Yvette pinch or inject something ?? into my breast and crotch..  mmmm.. i’m so hot for Yvette

The next evening i awoke  with swollen, sensitive breasts and a feminized  feeling tugging between my legs…and plump full lips with Yvette standing over my face…
“hmmmm   Mr. Prick.  Did you enjoy your Spanish fly & knock out drops cocktail?”

“Whaa..mpppgh..” i mumbled groggily.

“Thank-you so much for your signature yesterday to designate me as your primary image consultant…” Yvette cooed..  “you’ve authorized me to fully execute your lifestyle improvements, wardrobe enhancements, and cosmetic surgery as necessary.”

Before i could answer, Yvette sat on my face and smothered me with pussy juice….until i was unconscious again.

i awoke, strapped to and stretched spread-eagled on a rack like leather table..  my neck was held captive by a high leather collar.  my head arched backwards firmly secured .. a polished steel cable was pulled snugly between my raw lips and locked in place forcing the speech anesthetizing penis gag to the back of my throat..

And so .. in one productive evening…  Yvette directed my transformation… breast enzyme injections applied to fully initiate accelerated breast growth.    … nipple profile  and blush color enhancement applied.    Lip modeling collagen injections, lip whitening and color base enhancers and eyeliner & lip outline tattoos applied, body waxed, ceramic nails, skin conditioners and oils applied… the new platinum blonde hairdo with pink highlights and curls was short n sassy.

And, the Penis to Pussy, “Pussyizer 1000” chastity cage permanently locked to secure my new penis/pussy in place between my legs..  my breasts enlarged quickly.  Over the next few days, i was tattooed with permanent make-up, cross-dressed in scented panties, nylons and customized outfits.  There were daily spankings over Yvette’s nyloned knees.  my collar was frequently chained to Yvette’s ankle pulling  my face inches from her high heels.  i was sometimes hogtied, & then teased by the wireless “Pussyizer 1000”

(s)he succumbed to her fate…  i was thankful to maintain a  position at “Fashion Control Techniques Inc.”

And then back to reality as Mz. Hose leant further over using her leather gloved hands to firmly squeeze my sissified jaw..

Mz. Leather’s snapped at me..  “Call her immediately!!! ####.”

i hurriedly stammered…
“Yes.  Certainly Mz. Leather Immediately.  Thank-you for Your understanding, Mz. Leather, Mz. Hose.”

i not only felt deeply humiliated and teased but fully distraught by the realization that i was permanently demeaned.  As the two confident, superior business ladies slowly walked across the lobby they left me behind on my perch to shyly gaze at their high heels and nyloned legs.  .

To make matters worse, my desk is nothing more than a glass vanity fashion table.  i felt quite vulnerable and on display as the 2 seductive femme fatale executives instinctively  took a seat directly across from me, effectively teasing and completely seducing me with their crossed legs and high heels .

as i dialed Mz. Whip, i noticed the 2 ladies were staring at me and whispering to each other, occasionally laughing.
Just as Mz. Whip picked up the phone and began to speak, i realized that Mz. Hose &  Mz. Leather had a direct view of my crotch and noticed my sheer panties, and “penis to pussy” chastity lock wireless controlled vibrating model.

“miss pussy girl, what is it?”

“Thank-you Mz. Whip.  If i could, may i please announce that Mz. Leather and Mz. Hose have arrived to see you.”

“Very well.  I’m just finishing the agenda for today’s demo.
Inform our visitors that I will be available soon.
Make sure you serve them their choice of beverages and hors d’oeuvres.
you’re to sit at your desk and extend yourself to their every whim.
Understood pussy girl??
I’ll buzz you when I want you to show Them in to My office.
By the way, you’ll be demoing Femina Corp.’s new line of ultra feminizing products.
So I expect that you’ll consult Mz. Leather and Mz. Hose to obtain appropriate instructions and preparation, attire, etc.
Understood, pussy girl???”

“Yes completely Mz. Whip.”

Suddenly, the glass doors to the lobby swung open again as a tall, latex clad beauty clicked her heels loudly.  i gazed transfixed on her shiny high heeled, nyloned feet, her toe nails exquisitely manicured with red glossy polish.

i helplessly, nervously  watched as she pulled a small luggage carrier behind her heels.  Neatly strapped to the luggage carrier were silver boxes with pink cellophane  windows and bubblegum colored toys labeled,

Femina Cosmetics, Lingerie & Supplies to Tease & Train.
Box Includes  24 Various – Ultra Powerful Vibrating Butt Plugs, Trainers and Ball Gags!
Oh myyyyy!
THE END