It was a normal day after coming home from school. Today had been a rough day and I'd gotten into the habit of grabbing a quick nap before dinner. My stepbrother Chris stopped only to give me a brief glare before continuing up the stairs to his room. He had been a total douche to me since moving into my mom’s apartment only two weeks ago. Truthfully, He'd been a total bitch to me the whole time I’ve known Him. Barely saying any words to me and throwing a shoulder at me every time we crossed paths in the apartment or school hallways. Just as I settled into the nap, I felt a sudden jolt pulse through my being. My muscles locked and screamed as the length of my body flared up in agony. It felt as it every single muscle was fully clenched and writhing around. My tongue knotted and locked in my mouth choking off my breath and stopping any screams. My open eyes teared up and rolled staring around the room. Internally It felt like my organs were rearranging, shifting positions in my chest, stomach. This shifting sensation interrupted only briefly by sudden flare of pain centered in my crotch. Gradually after 5 seconds my muscles started to relax and stop twitching. Laying there only a few seconds more until my organs stopped shifting. As I finally was able to choke down my first breaths of oxygen a searing pain started in my head. Blinding my vision white the pain ripped through my mind, brain, and skull. Before I dipped into blackness It felt like someone was branding my very soul and echoing through my mind were the words.
"You are Chris's Bitch".
As I awoke, my body ached in pain, and a dull throbbing headache was receding into my mind. My mouth was full of a slimy, salty, wet dog-like taste. As I took stock of the room, it looked like nothing had changed in my surroundings. It took me a second to notice my shirt has shifted into a vibrant pink. My body and torso seemed much slimmer than before, and I saw a brief flash of midriff under my shirt. My belly has never been so hairless. As my eyes continued down to my legs, I saw they fully exposed, smooth, and hairless. I noticed with growing realization my legs had a slight feminine curve to them.
To confirm my realization my hand shot down to my crotch. My eyes quickly recognized my fingernails were painted a bright red. I'd always thought that was a bit of a slutty colour. Pulling away the crotch of my shorts I revealed a vertical slit where my penis had been previously. The shade of red of my new nails matched the blush on the lips of the pussy. This was a sight I’d seen only a few times and always from another perspective. My mind was still numb with shock as I mentally came to grips with my new body. I had been doing nothing? So what had changed me?
I quickly pulled my shorts off my now smooth and hairless legs and pulled up the short pink tank top I'd been wearing. With my tank top pulled up I was met for the first time with two gentle sloping mounds. They were not the biggest tits I've ever seen, more of A cup than B. Bringing a finger to my right nipple they seemed my nipples seemed much more prominent than they'd been before. A shock of pleasure pushed through my body, as my nail slightly grazed my nipple. Immediately I felt blood rush to them and they hardened on my new breasts.
Before exploring any further, I'd decided to go upstairs for privacy and pulled my shorts back on but left the shirt. Entering the bedroom was a shock. The blue sheets were replaced with pink. Instead of my boxer shorts littering the room they were replaced with bras and panties. My computer on my desk had been entirely replaced by a small makeup desk complete with a mirror. I only paused a moment to inspect my new face. Noting my vibrant blue eyes, and blushing. My face was quite the stunner. If this were a new girl at school instead of me, I would have been star-struck.
A booming voice interrupted me from behind. "How does my new bitch feel?". My stomach dropped as I turned around. My hands went up to cover my new chest, and I saw Chris in the doorway. He stood there with his normal stupid smirk, but my eyes were immediately drawn down to his exposed penis. He had pants slightly down, and his fully erect length was hanging out of the top. It was longer than my old dick, and I felt slightly dizzy as my vision narrowed on his member. "I think you need a new name. Let's call you Daisy."
That was not my name, I thought. He couldn't just rename me. I'd always been called "Daisy". No-- wait that's not right. That was what he just said. That wasn't my name, but I distinctly remember that my father had called me Daisy after a friend of his.
As I began to shrilly scream at him "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO ME CH-" but he interrupted me with a short "Shut up bitch!". I felt my jaw immediately lock down, and my vocal cords die. I couldn't even force my throat to produce a hum. A smile slowly grew on his face, as he leered down at me. Shuddering I felt his gaze travel up and down my body.
"Get on the bed Daisy and spread your legs for me".
Before his voice registered in my mind, I already felt my body moving. I felt myself lay back on the covers of my bed. My mind kept screaming at my body as it continued to follow his commands and I pulled my own shorts. With my shorts removed I slowly spread my thighs open towards him. My entire body was naked on display for him. Shivering slightly, I felt the chill of the air on my exposed pussy. My face was blushing red in humiliation as my body held this vulnerable position. My hands were forced to the side, and my chest was beared to him exposing my two new breasts.
He slowly approached the bed and stood there for a second. His fully erect cock was now standing pointing straight at me. "I want you to get wet for me Daisy".
I couldn't stop myself from a ragged in drawn breath. My body again immediately started reacting to his command. My nipples hardened to points on my chest, as the pressure grew. Similarly, a warmth spread to my new crotch. Visibly my mound swelled a bit as the blood and pressure rushed to the region leaving me slightly dizzy. In the absence of my normal erection I suddenly felt a tightening slippery sensation. I saw the lips of my new slit grow moist and slick and I felt a drop drip down further running into my ass crack.
As I was stuck in the sensations rampaging my body, Chris quickly approached me. He took a moment to align his penis at the front of my entrance before plunging forward.
An explosion of pain exploded from my pussy. Even in my lubricated state I felt his dick catch, push, and tear into me. I felt him penetrating deep inside me. The pain slowly faded. To my utter disgust pleasure began to grow with each thrust eclipsing the pain. His length slicked in and out matching his thrusts. I'd barely gotten my bearings after his rough assault when he prematurely finished. Feeling my new muscles in my crotch clinch down around his dick as he thrusted in deep before twitching and spurted. His seed mixing in with my own wetness. I felt the dullest ach of emptiness as I felt him pull out his shrinking cock.
As he pulled his cock out, I was left with a very uncomfortable feeling, I felt his seed slowly leak out of my hole. Chris leaned back for a moment as he examined me. I was left in the humiliating position with my legs in the air fully exposed. Only this time I could feel his juices cooling and pooling on my warm slit. Chris reached down and ran his fingers over my pussy. I couldn’t stop a shiver from running down my spine and gasped as his fingers brushed against my sensitivity areas. I felt one of his digits briefly probe deeper, and my back arched inviting the entrance. Before my body could further betray me he withdrew the finger from inside me. It was liberally covered in juices now and I saw him slowly bring it up forward to my face.
"Open and suck bitch"
I had no choice but to open my mouth and latch onto his finger cleaning our combined juices off. My tongue swirled around his finger fully sampling the flavours. Immediately I detected a salty tang with the musky odor of wet dog. Mixing in with that was the distinct acidic sweetness that I’d tasted on a few girlfriends. My cheeks burned at the humiliation of having to taste the mixture of our depraved act.
"Let's get something straight. You are not my girlfriend. You are just my live-in bitch. I have sealed you as mine just like my father sealed your mother. Now to make you more accommodating….".
Suddenly my mom's relationship made sense. I felt a hopeless pang of sympathy as I considered my mother trapped in the same fate. She had seemed very off in the last month since her first date with Chris’s dad. I'd should have suspected something and been there to stop it.
"Firstly, your grades are so bad its almost assured you'll have to drop out of high school next semester."
Out of the corner of my eye I saw in horror that the corkboard in my room where I'd pinned my various college acceptances was empty. My memories filled with images of the failed grades I’d gotten. Now I remembered I'd had barely clawed a B- in fashion studies and had been exceptionally proud of it.
In the back of my mind, I still held onto my past male life. A small part in the back of my skull mourned the future I had just lost. Chris only paused a moment to let the new memories sink in before continuing.
"Secondly You are a total slut now. You've even been caught multiple times having sex or blowing your classmates off in the hallways at school. It seems you find male advances and suggestions impossible to resist. Your body gets horny at the drop of a hat."
With horror my new memories supplied me with various instances of me blowing and fornicated with my classmates. I suddenly vividly remembered in senior year going to the dance with my buddy Dale. Picking a gold dress that barely passed my ass cheeks. We had snuck off back to his house before he caught me in his strong arms and fingered me to a mind-blowing orgasm.
Before he pounded my pussy. My face heated in shame as I recalled sneaking back into to the dance and going through the rest of the night in drenched underwear.
I'd even been horny enough once to fuck a junior next to a dumpster. I definitely took his virginity that day. He must have thought he hit the motherload when he was making lewd suggestions, and found I was forced to comply with all his demands.
I remembered all my slutty activities of my life in vivid detail. It took only a little bit of harder thinking to dig deep into my male memories for the truth. With a few sentences Chris had rewritten my life. He had total control over my mind and form. Horror couldn't begin to describe my thoughts as I pondered where he would go in the depths of depravity.
“Thirdly, you will crave male cum, especially mine. Everyday you go without will make your body hornier. Only my cum will completely satisfy your cravings.”
That was a nasty command. My dreams of disappearing after he fell asleep dashed into pieces. My body was completely dependent on him now. I was disgusted, but already a pang hit my stomach and I licked my lips for any remaining taste. Abruptly, I heard his father entering the front door downstairs.
"Ah, that sounds like my father is home with his bitch. You should go downstairs and introduce yourself. I'm sure my father would love sampling you, in front of your mother of course. Don't fret I'll have you both later”!
My eyes filled with panic. My body again automatically stood up and began moving downstairs. My mind was stuttering in horror. I begged my muscles to comply to my brain, but they ignored me completely. Being forced upon by Chris was bad enough, but his father was another story. This was a nightmare.
