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They had a bonding ceremony and life couldn't be sweeter.\n\nThen tragedy hit and their lives were irrevocably changed.\n\nLeo was kidnapped by the Purple Dragons and subjected to intense torture, rape that left him a stuttering, broken and bloodied mess, the shame of all that had happened gnawing at his soul, ravaging it and leaving him a shadow of the Fearless leader he'd once been. The shame weighed down on him like a ton of bricks. He couldn't breathe, didn't want to, wanted to die. What would his brothers think of him now? The Fearless leader reduced to a whimpering, pathetic creature, who shook like a leaf at every movement and every sound. How could he lead now? What would his mate, Raph, think of him? Would he still want him now that he was tainted and a wreck? No. Raph deserved better. He didn't deserve someone as noble and pure as Raph. He deserved death. That's all he was good for.\n\nHelp came and strong arms-his brothers' arms-rescued him from the cage into which he'd been tossed. Tender arms, Raph's, stroked his face and whispered loving words, as Raph carried him into the Battle Shell. Leo nuzzled his face into Raph's plastron, as they sat in the back of the van, silent tears of shame and elation at seeing his mate running down his face. There was so much Leo wanted to say right then, but he couldn't , so all he did was nuzzle and soak up his mate's comfort and love, his shoulders trembling. Raph understood and peppered his face with soft kisses and whispered how much he was loved. There would be time for talk later. Right now all he wanted was Raph.\n\nThey arrived home and Raphael placed him into their bed. Bed. It was so strange, so alien, so warm after all these months of the cage, of darkness, of fear, of…..\n\n\"How long was I gone?\" Leo asked.\n\n\"Four months,\" Raphael replied, covering him with the duvet. \"Four agonizin' months. I missed ya, Leo. Not a day went by that I didn't think 'bout ya. Wanna talk 'bout it?\"\n\n\"No,\" Leo said and closed his eyes.\n\nRaphael nodded. There'd be time to talk later. He shifted closer, wrapped his arms around Leo, hoping his presence would comfort him, praying his clearly traumatized mate would discuss it when he was ready. He knew that bottling up emotions was a recipe for disaster and it would…It could create a void a between them. Something he never wanted. He couldn't bear the thought of losing his Leo.\n\n\"I'm here for ya, Leo,\" Raphael whispered. \"I love ya and I'm never gonna leave ya. Don't shut me out and talk ta me when yer ready.\"\n\nLeo said nothing and feigned sleep. Not feeling worthy of his mate's love, how could he say he loved him back? How could he tell him what had happened? He couldn't. He'd take it to his grave and meditation would help him get through it. Meditation always worked.\n\nMonths passed. Leo hardly talked. He wanted his mate, but he didn't know how to reach out as he wrestled with his self-loathing.\n\nRaphael tried his damndest to get his mate to talk, alternating with loving words and embraces and pestering and yelling, but Leo kept his walls up and stoically said nothing.\n\nThey were drifting apart and Raphael didn't know how to bridge the ever growing void or how to comfort his mate anymore. He was also mad at him. How could he shut him out? They'd vowed to always communicate, to be there for one another. How could he do that if Leo was unresponsive and kept to himself. Leo was like a stranger. He never talked, never laughed, never smiled. Not even Mikey could get a ghost of a smile out of the leader.\n\nThey never made love anymore. Leo curled up in as small a ball as he could and Raphael kept to his side of the bed, close, but distant from the person he loved so much. It was hell. Raphael sometimes wanked off in the bathroom, but masturbation wasn't the same as making love to Leo. It was meaningless, unemotional, sterile, lonely. Raphael was so lonely, he felt like he could die. Love wasn't supposed to be this way! He missed his mate and would gladly have laid down his life if it meant Leo would open up and laugh. How he missed Leo's laugh. He'd even settle for a sermon.\n\nEight months later:\n\nThe day came when Raphael, his heart broken, made a decision that'd alter his life forever. Throwing stuff into a duffel bag, he said, \"Leo, I'm sorry, but I can't do this no more. I can't watch ya self-destruct. I love ya, but I just can't. I'm gonna go. Baby, I'll miss ya every day of my life. Leo?\"\n\nLeo said nothing, his face emotionless, as Raphael left. The emerald skinned turtle's shoulders slumped, tears raining down his face, his spirits low, as he headed for the lair's exit.\n\nDon saw him leaving and stood up. \"Raph, wait.\"\n\n\"What the hell for?\"\n\n\"Leo and your love. Isn't that worth staying for?\"\n\n\"I love him, but nothin' has worked ta heal him. Leo's distant and I can't reach him. It's like a brick wall, ya know? How am I supposed ta…..? I'm dyin' inside, Donnie, watchin' him slip further and further away. He ain't Leo. He's a stranger. I try ta kiss him, ta hug him and he shoves me away, as if I'm a monster. What the hell did they do ta him? How can I get through ta him? I've tried everythin'. Romantic meals, massages, words, cuddles, but he freezes and makes me feel like I'm sick for tryin' ta get close. I can't do this no more. I can't watch him deteriorate. I can't. I gotta get away. It's killin' me seein' him this way and knowin' I'm powerless ta help, besides Leo wouldn't even know if I was there or not. Look at the way he is. He stares into space all the time like a brain dead zombie. My absence wouldn't bother him.\"\n\n\"I think you're being selfish. It's Leo's…..\"\n\n\"Me selfish?\" Raph raged, his green eyes blazing. \"How the fuck am I selfish when I've done nothin' but try ta help him? It's been a fuckin' year, Donnie! I've done everythin' and nothin' worked! No progress. Nothin'. Just an emotionless zombie. That's Leo. That's the reality. I'm gonna go. Take care of Leo for me, will ya? I might be back someday, but this…. This distance between Leo and me is…ravagin' my soul and tearin' me apart.\"\n\nDon pinched the bridge between his eyes and sighed. He'd known this day would eventually happen, but he was prepared. He knew what would keep Raphael in the lair and what could maybe help their fractured relationship. It wasn't genteel and would harm Raphael, but if it revived Leo and their relationship, that was all that counted and so was seeing Leo smile. Donnie missed his smile too.\n\n\"What if I knew a way of fixing things?\" Donnie asked.\n\n\"Forget it, Donnie. I'm…..\"\n\n\"Okay. Have a coffee or cocoa with me before you go for old time's sake?\"\n\n\"Fine, but nothin' ya say or do will change my mind,\" Raph said, as he followed Donnie into the kitchen.\n\nXXXXX\n\nDonnie opened a cupboard and took out a small packet of a concoction he'd made to help his brothers sleep. He added it to a cup and spooned in the cocoa. Then he made himself a cup of coffee.\n\nThey chatted quietly and it wasn't long before Raphael succumbed to the medicine, his head falling onto the table and his eyes sliding shut. Donnie grinned, lifted him into his arms and carried him to the lab.\n\nXXXX\n\nDon strapped Raphael to a stretcher, injected him with anesthetic in case he woke up before he was finished and then got to work. He grabbed a scalpel and started to cut up to the top of Raphael's right scute. Then he slowly cut downwards and then back to the left scute. He grinned when he was finished and examined the huge square in the lower middle of Raphael's plastron and the blood that had gushed out onto the bed and floor.\n\nDon removed the square and pried the keratin from Raphael's body. Then he cut the thin white membrane that was found beneath Raphael's plastron and peered at the organs that were now exposed. Don lifted up the organs, cut off the vas deferens and cut the tubes on both sides. Raphael was neutered. He placed Raphael's balls into a jar of formaldehyde and set it down on a desk. It'd be a reminder to Raphael of what he'd lost and would remind him that he wasn't masculine anymore, but Leo's doll.\n\nLeo. The whole reason Donnie had carried out the procedure. It was Leo's birthday the following day and the leader had once jokingly said he'd love Raphael to dress up in a maid's uniform. The hothead had refused and been appalled. There was no way he'd dress up in anything remotely feminine, let alone a maid's outfit! He was a fucking man. Donnie had thought Leo was actually serious and he felt this… Raphael's transformation could be the ticket to helping his brother through his trauma. Leo could release his inner dominant self and take out his frustration on Raphael, the fetish doll. He wouldn't have been able on Raphael, the alpha.\n\nBesides, Raphael needed a pegging down or two. He'd always been arrogant, but as Chrissy or something equally girly, he wouldn't be. He'd be meek and mild, a toy, and the relationship would salvaged. It was a twisted way of saving it, but he'd do it. Maybe he'd try it out on Mikey if it succeeded. He'd always desired the youngest Hamato brother and ached to have him writhing underneath him.\n\nThe next stage was the machine that Donnie had created. He could use it to change his brother into any form he liked, but the maid was what Leo had wanted, so that was perfect for her. Her. Yes. Raphael would no longer be a boy. Well, technically, he'd be an it, but Donnie wasn't cruel and would say her.\n\nRaphael was starting to wake up. Pain coursed through his plastron, as his green eyes searched the room and finally landed on Donnie. \"What the hell, Donnie?\" he asked, finding himself strapped down and unable to move. \"What's goin' on? What did ya do ta me?\"\n\n\"Do you trust me?\"\n\n\"Donnie! Let me fuckin' go this instant!\" Raphael roared, his green eyes flashing.\n\n\"No can do. See that vat over there?\" Don said, an evil glint in his eyes, and pointed to a large vat near Raphael. \"That's the secret to fixing things with Leo and ensuring you never leave. That's what's going to happen. Trust me, Raph. Things will work, even if you have to lose your masculinity. But that doesn't matter. All that matters is getting Leo back, right?\"\n\n\"I WANNA LEAVE. LET ME FUCKIN' GO!\" Raphael screamed, trying to break free, a shiver going down his spine at Don's words. Losing his masculinity? What the fuck did Don mean? Had he been neutered? He had and that's why his plastron hurt like a mother fucker, right? He was going to murder Donnie if he ever got free!\n\nClear plastic screens were placed on his eyes and speakers were inserted in Raph's earslits as he cursed.\n\nDonnie tutted and said, \"Raphael, enough with the tantrum.\" He pressed a button on a control panel near him and an obscenity spewing Raphael was shocked when arms appeared. They undid the straps and carried him, gripping him firmly around the middle. He fought bravely, but the arms held on and dangled him over the vat.\n\n\"Donnie, ya can still back out,\" Raphael said. \"Look. I don't know….\"\n\nThe emerald skinned turtle's words trailed off, as arms began stroking his slit. Letting out a reluctant churr, Raphael dropped down, his ten inch purple cock throbbing and slick with precum.\n\nThe arms stroked him until he was fully erect, his cock engorged, the veins pulsating, his eyes closing in euphoria, as the arms caressed him. He was aroused. Fuck. It was heaven. He hadn't been touched in that way since before Leo was kidnapped and he'd missed it.\n\nHe was suddenly plunged head down into the thick dark ooze, rubber, which quickly covered his body, flattening his shell, eliminating his muscles and reducing his cock, his pride and glory, to a nub. His body was now black, rubber and feminine looking. A living nightmare for the alpha turtle, who prided himself on his masculinity and muscles.\n\nDon clapped his hands in glee when Raphael was lifted out of the vat. It was time for the next stage.\n\nRaphael struggled futilely, wondering what was next.\n\nDon waited for the rubber to dry and studied his emasculated brother. He'd never be able to cum again or fuck anyone. All he could do was suck cocks and be fucked. It was his destiny. Leo would be pissed he'd done that to his mate, but he was sure when Leo saw the benefits of Raph's transformation, he'd love the new form and would forgive Don for his actions.\n\nMore arms came. They implanted purple, glossy lips onto him. They forced him to smile lustfully and he hated it. Hated whatever was happening. Don was insane. Why would he do this to him? And how the fuck would whatever he had planned mend his relationship with Leo? Leo would hate this. He'd hate seeing his mate suffering and he was. He was infuriated, ashamed, suffering, burning from indignation. Yes. He was going to strangle Don with his bare hands!\n\nSprayers came and painted purple stockings on Raphael up to the middle of his lower legs, panties and a heart on his knee and bulge and they painted purple hearts on both his ass cheeks. Purple hearts were painted where his nipples would be and an outline of a bra was drawn on him. More hearts were painted on his lower arms and hearts were drawn on his palms and the back of his hands. His nails and toe nails were also painted purple.\n\nWhat the fuck's goin' on, Raphael thought? I hate purple. Reminds me of psycho Don. I am so gonna kill him. How the fuck can he do this ta me?\n\nThe sprayers turned their attention to his face and quickly painted eyes, eyelashes and hearts on his cheeks. They painted two stripes on his upper thighs, three on his midsection, three on his upper arms and a thin one on his neck.\n\nThe arms then painted the glossy and plump lips with another coat of purple paint. Raphael pursed his lips in indignation and tried to wriggle free, but the arms held on him tightly.\n\nDonnie watched the slow transformation in fascination. It was going so well. Raphael would soon be a beautiful maid.\n\nIt was time for the next stage. Dressing Raphael.\n\nThe arms slid a pair of purple latex panties up Raph's legs that went all the way to his bulge. They gently rested on it and they created a circular hole for his ass to be used. Raphael groaned at the friction against his bulge. It felt kind of amazing. No. He mustn't think like that. Damn it. He still wanted to be free and he'd succeed and he'd leave.\n\nThe arms then fetched two corsets. One that was big for his chest and a smaller one for his neck. They were cinched tightly, ensuring his waist was even smaller. It was extremely uncomfortable. He gasped and the pleasure from the panties pressing against his bulge was something he couldn't explain. It was like nothing he'd ever experienced before. He couldn't help churring, which made Don beam.\n\nRaphael shivered in pleasure at the sensation and flushed in embarrassment. He was supposed to hate this, so why was he churring? Come on. Snap outta it, Raph, he thought. Ya gotta fight. Fight this. Ya don't wanna be a sissy. Yer macho and…..\n\nPurple latex stockings were slid up his legs and pulled up to his thighs, making him shudder, as they rubbed against his legs. He trembled again when the arms brought straps up to the corset to attach them and rubbed them down to remove the wrinkles.\n\nRaphael churred happily and cringed. He wasn't supposed to do this. Fuck it. He was a boy, wasn't he? Not a wanton horny hussy! He was beyond mortified. He wished a hole would appear and would swallow him up.\n\nHigh heels that Donnie had created for him were glued to his feet. Purple latex gloves were next and were slid up his arms to his shoulders and rubbed down to eliminate the wrinkles. He churred, loving the sensation. The arms then fetched a purple latex blouse and slid his arms through the sleeves, frills on the wrists. They buttoned it up. He was almost complete. They rubbed the blouse down and Raphael churred, loving the feeling, and something seemed different to him. He churred again and realized. His voice. It was now higher pitched, feminine. He was no longer Raphael. He was a sissy. A doll.\n\nA purple latex bow was tied around the collar, reaching halfway down his chest. And then a purple latex dress was presented to him. It was put on him, the sleeves going to the wrists, which left the blouse's frills exposed. The bottom went to the knees and the collar went from the center of the shoulders down to the middle of his chest. A hole was then created in the same place as his panties' hole. The arms smoothed everything down and Raphael churred again in a mixture of elation and embarrassment.\n\nA white apron was affixed to his hips and let down to the center of his thighs. It was frilly all around and there was a purple heart on his bulge. The arms rubbed it down and Raphael squealed, as they touched his bulge. It was so strangely arousing. A huge white bow was attached to the back of the apron, the width going past his body and the tails going down to his knees.\n\nWhite bows were attached to the back of his heels, wrapped around his wrists and onto his bulge, which made him squawk. A white headband with black frills was placed on his head and black bows were tied on each end. A final black bow was placed at the back of his head. He was now ready.\n\nA mirror was held up to Raphael and he shrieked in fright at his new look. Was this really him? A fucking fetish maid? There was nothing to show what he'd once been. Not a trace. The only hint of his former self and masculinity was his bulge. Donnie was evil, twisted, sick. Raphael loathed him with every fiber of his being.\n\nRage replaced his fright and Raphael snapped, \"I'm gonna kill ya, Donnie. I don't want this. I ain't no fuckin' fetish doll. Do I look like a slut?\"\n\nDon smirked and said, \"Yeah. You do. You're so pretty.\"\n\n\"Ya will see how pretty I am when I'm free. I'm gonna….\"\n\n\"Temper, temper, sweet lass,\" Donnie mocked and pressed another button.\n\nRaphael found himself lifted and inserted into another machine and the arms closed the door.\n\n\"Let me fuckin' out!\" Raphael roared.\n\n\"No,\" Donnie said. \"That's the mind control machine. It'll alter your mind, will make you docile and willing to do whatever Leo wants. And it'll make you stay at the lair. I believe Leo was serious about wanting you as a maid and I believe it'll fix things between you. Leo can take his hurt out on you and you won't moan or complain. You'll be meek….\"\n\n\"YOU'RE FUCKIN' WEIRD AND A PSYCHO!\"\n\n\"Genius, more like. I see that my plans are working. Toodles, Raphie, or whatever name you're assigned.\"\n\nDon went off whistling, leaving his emasculated brother to stew in the machine.\n\nXXXXX\n\nDon found Mikey asleep in his room and carried him to his bedroom. The youngest was a deep sleeper, so Donnie felt confident he wouldn't wake until his plans were well underway.\n\nMikey lay on the stretcher and Don pressed a button on the control panel near him. The arms came and lifted Mikey, firmly gripping him around his middle.\n\nMikey woke and struggled, but it was futile. There was no way he could get free. His blue eyes landed on Donnie and sent daggers at him.\n\n\"What the shell, dude?\" Mikey asked angrily. \"Why am I like this?\"\n\nClear plastic screens were placed on Mikey's eyes and speakers were inserted in his ear slits.\n\nDonnie beamed, as more arms carried Mikey to the vat, dangling him over it. Then they gently caressed his slit. Mikey flushed in embarrassment and tried to wiggle free, as the arms stroked faster. The stroking was sensational and an aroused Mikey couldn't help churring, as his sea green dick dropped down. It wasn't as big as Raphael's, but it was thick and it shone with precum.\n\n\"Donnie, let me down!\" Mikey yelled, as the arms stroked him even faster.\n\nThe genius shook his head and watched, as Mikey's cock grew erect, its veins throbbing, begging to be used. Too bad. It would never be used. It would shrivel up like Raphael's. It was a shame, Don mused. Mikey had never had the chance to use his dick, but he could still be fucked. He should be grateful that someone wanted him. Donnie would take care of him.\n\nThe arms slowly lowered Mikey into the latex ooze, which soon engulfed him and filled him as the transformation process began. Mikey was aware something was occurring, but he couldn't discern what. All he could taste and feel was the gunk.\n\nMikey's shell was flattened and he looked more humanoid, his muscles vanished, his body was trimmer and his dick shrivelled to a mere bulge. A bulge that'd leave him in an eternal state of frustration of being unable to cum.\n\nDonnie waited for the rubber to dry. Then he pressed another button.\n\nBlue paint sprayers appeared, painting stockings on Mikey up to the middle of his lower legs. Then panties and a heart on his knees and bulge were painted. Blue hearts were painted on where his nipples would be an outline of a bra was drawn. More hearts were painted on his lower arms and hearts were drawn on the back of his hands and palms.\n\n'What the fuck is going on,' Mikey wondered.\n\nMikey's nails and toe nails were painted blue. Then the sprayers focused on his face. They quickly painted eyes, eyelashes and hearts on his cheeks. Stripes were painted on him, three on his upper thighs, two on his stomach, three on his midsection, two on his upper arms and a thick one on his neck. Rubber lips to form glossy and luscious lips were then planted on him and painted blue.\n\nFear chilled Mikey's blood. What the hell is he doing to me and why? I haven't been a bad brother. I haven't. What did I do to deserve this?\n\nIt was time to dress the doll.\n\nBlue latex panties were slid up his up his legs and nestled on his bulge and a circular hole for his ass was created, so he could be fucked. Next were blue rubber corsets. One for his chest and one for his neck. They were both cinched tightly, which caused him to cry out. It was uncomfortable and he felt like he couldn't breathe. The panties felt strange pressing against his bulge and made shiver in pleasure. His cheeks reddened in shame. He was more touch with his feminine side than the others, but he didn't want to be a female. No way. He was a boy. Damn it!\n\nBlue latex stockings were placed on him and pulled up to the middle of his thighs, making Mikey shudder. He trembled again when the arms brought straps and attached the corsets and then rubbed them down to eradicate the wrinkles. Mikey churred in pleasure at the sensation and he didn't know why. This was so humiliating, but the same time so arousing and he liked it.\n\nBlue heels were then glued to his feet. Specially made for him, like Raphael's had been for him. Mikey winced as his feet were shoved into them.\n\nNext were white latex gloves that were slid up his arms to his shoulders. They were immediately rubbed down to remove all the wrinkles, making him churr. It was such a wonderful feeling. A black, unbuttoned blouse was then placed on him. The arms slid his arms through the sleeves, frills on the end of them and then buttoned up the blouse. The arms then patted the blouse down, making Mikey gasp.\n\nIt was then that he noticed his voice had changed. It was feminine, high pitched and he detested it.\n\nHis humiliation wasn't over. The arms attached a white latex bow to his collar, the tails flowing down to his chest. Then they dressed him in a blue dress. The sleeves went to the wrists, which left only the blouse's frills exposed, the bottom ending at the knees. The collar went from the center of his shoulders down to the center of his chest. Then a hole in the same place as the panties' hole was created. The arms patted everything down and Mikey churred, struggling to adapt to his feminine voice. He felt he never would.\n\nA white apron was placed on him and went down to the center of his thighs. It was frilly all over and there was a blue heart where his bulge was. The arms smoothed it down and Mikey churred loudly at the pleasurable feeling. Why did a simple touch drive him crazy? Had they done something to cause that?\n\nA white bow was affixed to the back of the apron, the width going past his body width and the tails reaching down to the knees.\n\nThe last part of the transformation was the accessories. White bows were pinned to the back of Mikey's heels and also wrapped around his wrists. Then one was placed on his bulge and that made him mewl. Then more bows were attached to the back of his hands.\n\nA white headband was placed on his head and black bows were tied on each end of it. Then a final black bow was attached to the back of it.\n\nHis transformation was now complete.\n\nA mirror was placed before him and Mikey almost had an apoplexy. There was no trace of his former self, apart from his bulge. Was this really him? A fetish maid? No way. He had to be dreaming. Yeah. He must be. There was no way Donnie, his mild and gentle brother would do this to him.\n\n\"I'm dreaming, aren't I, Donnie?\" Mikey asked. \"I'm not a maid. This is just a bad dream.\"\n\n\"No, dear Mikey. It's not. And you won't remember this when you've been in the mind machine. All you'll know and want is me. I'm your Master.\"\n\n\"Why would you do this to me, Donnie?\" Mikey wept.\n\n\"Because I want you. I love you. I need you. You need me too. You just don't realize it yet.\"\n\nThere was another mind machine and the arms placed Mikey into it.\n\nDonnie watched, his arms folded, smugly regarding his emasculated brothers. They'd be ready in an hour. Altered, needy, docile, perfection.\n\nDonnie busied himself with work and when the hour was up, he pressed a button and the arms removed Mikey from the machine and placed him on his two feet before Donnie.\n\nDonnie said, \"Do you like women?\"\n\n\"No. I only like cocks and you, Master,\" Mikey said softly. \"I love cocks and cum. I want you, Master.\"\n\nThe mind machine had worked. Mikey only wanted men now and Don.\n\nDon grinned, cupped Mikey's cheek with a hand and kissed him passionately. \"I'm going to fuck you good, Lily!\" he said and bent Mikey over.\n\n\"Want you badly, Master,\" Mikey said. \"Want your cock. Your cum. Want only you. I love you, Master.\"\n\nDon smiled and slammed his cock into Mikey's hole, pounding away, and making Mikey churr. Don churred back. He'd won. He had what he'd always coveted. Mikey was his and he'd never leave. He'd be his forever. And there'd be hell to pay if he disobeyed. Mild brother. Hah. Don could be just as ruthless if he wanted to be, like now.\n\nDon kept pounding away, unleashing all of his sexual frustration on his doll. And the best thing about a doll? They didn't need food and water or oxygen anymore and he could be as vicious as he liked. Mikey-Lily- he corrected himself wouldn't talk back.\n\nIt wasn't long before Donnie came, his seed filling Mikey up, some of it spilling out of his hole and down his legs. Panting, Donnie pulled out and up righted Mikey. \"Bedtime for you, Lily,\" Donnie said, pointing to a life sized box. \"Rest. I'll use you when I need to. There are some rules. You will always listen to me. I am Master and your owner. You're my property to do with as I please. There will be consequences if you misbehave. Do you understand me, gnat?\"\n\nMikey nodded. Don handed him a cloth and he cleaned himself. Then he climbed into the box and said, \"I'll be good, Master. I never want to upset you. I love you. Thank you for fucking me. I'm grateful you love me.\"\n\nDonnie nodded and tied plastic bond around his wrists, ankles and neck. Then he vacuum sealed the box and propped Mikey up against the wall, ready for when he wanted to use him again. Then the name Lily was written on the box in blue.\n\nIt was time to check on Raphael. Donnie pressed a button on the control panel and the arms opened the mind control machine and lifted out Raphael.\n\n\"I'm Donnie,\" Donnie said. \"I'm your Master's brother.\"\n\n\"Where's my Master? I live ta service and please him,\" Raphael said softly. \"I need him. I need his cock.\"\n\n\"Ever to the point,\" Donnie said and chuckled. \"You'll have that, Jasmine.\"\n\n\"Jasmine?\"\n\n\"Yes. It's a pretty name for a sweet, beautiful girl like yourself. Do you want to leave the lair?\"\n\n\"Why would I if I got a Master ta please? He's all I want. I don't wanna leave the lair.\"\n\n\"Yes. Your Master Leo. You'll see him in the morning. He's sleeping now. I want you to get in your box and rest until then.\"\n\n\"Fine,\" Raphael said and climbed in the box. \"I don't remember Master, but I know if I got one, it's my job ta please him. I won't let him down.\"\n\n\"Good girl, Jasmine,\" Don said and tied plastic around his wrists, ankles and neck to keep him in place. Then the box was vaccum sealed, the name Jasmine was written on the box in purple and the box was propped up against the wall.\n\nDon smiled at the sissies and went to his bedroom for some well-earned rest.\n\nXXXX\n\nDon knocked on Leo's door the next morning and said, \"Leo, can I come in?\"\n\nThere was no answer, but Don went inside anyway and saw his brother sitting on the bed and staring into space.\n\n\"Leo,\" Donnie said. \"Are you all right?\"\n\n\"How can I be?\" Leo said miserably. \"Raph's gone. My fault. I pushed him away.\"\n\n\"I have a present for you in my lab. Please come and see.\"\n\n\"I just want sleep,\" Leo said, hugging Raphael's pillow, which smelled of his strong musk and was heavenly to Leo.\n\n\"Just come. I promise you'll like it.\"\n\n\"Fine,\" Leo said and sighed and followed his brother to the lab.\n\nXXXX\n\nLeo's eyes nearly popped out of his head when Don presented him with the box containing Raph. \"My love, Raph. What the hell happened, Donnie?\" Leo asked anxiously.\n\n\"I made some adjustments to him. Lovely, don't you think? You wanted a maid.\"\n\n\"I was kidding. I don't want a maid. I want my Raph back. I want peace and our love to be what it was before….\"\n\n\"The changes are irreversible, Leo. Give it a chance. He's neutered too, which means he's extra docile and will do anything you want. He won't talk back, second guess you or cause BS. He's just quiet and timid Jasmine now. I know you suffered tremendously, Leo, and part of you blames us and Raph for not saving you earlier. Now you can take out that rage on Jasmine, who won't fight back. Do it. It'll be cathartic for your damaged soul. I plan on doing it to Lily, the former Mikey.\"\n\n\"That's not true.\" But it was. Leo had secretly blamed his mate and his brothers. Maybe Don had a point. Maybe that was what he should do to help him heal. After all, nothing else had worked.\n\n\"I know I'm right. Open your present.\"\n\nLeo did and Raphael stood before him, nervous, trembling.\n\n\"Master?\" Raphael whispered.\n\nLeo leaned forward, cupped Raphael's cheek and tenderly kissed him. Memories came flooding back to Raphael and he remembered who Leo was and what had happened, but he wouldn't fight. No. His job was to obey and he would. He'd do anything to heal Leo and he wouldn't leave. Not ever.\n\n\"Raphael,\" Leo whispered, touching his forehead to Raphael's.\n\n\"I'll give you privacy,\" Don said and took his box to his bedroom.\n\n\"I'm so sorry, Raph. I pushed you away,\" Leo said, tears running down his face. \"And now look at what's happened. You're a maid and I can't change you back.\"\n\n\"Hey, hey, baby. Ain't yer fault and I'm kinda cute in this get up. I can get used ta it if it makes ya happy. I'd do anythin' for ya, Leo, even stayin' this way. I'm sorry if I didn't try harder and left.\"\n\n\"No. You did your utmost and I went into my shell and shut you out. It's me, who should apologize. I'm sorry. I should have talked about what happened, but I couldn't. The shame crippled me, Raph.\"\n\n\"It's Jasmine now and ya don't gotta apologize, baby. Do ya blame me and our bros for not rescuin' ya earlier?\"\n\n\"Kind of. I'm sorry….\"\n\n\"I love you. I never stopped lovin' ya. I'd never think badly of ya. What happened wasn't yer fault, Leo. I got an idea how ta heal ya and yer gonna say no, but I'm gonna suggest it anyway. Fuck me up. Hit me. Beat me. I can take it. Pretend I'm the bastards. Get it outta yer system. Then we'll talk. Really talk.\"\n\n\"I can't do that, Raph….\"\n\n\"Jasmine. That's my name now. Do it, Leo, if ya love me and wanna fix us. That's the only thing that will. Gettin' yer rage outta yer system. Do it. I won't hate ya, I could never hate ya.\"\n\nLeo looked at his lover in his new form with his perfectly made up makeup and beautiful plump lips and sighed. Should he? Would that really bridge the void between them? He didn't like the idea, but what if Raph and Don were right and it healed their relationship?\n\nLeo kicked Raphael in his plastron, sending him to the ground. Then he hiked up his dress and thrust his cock inside of him. His thrusts grew more vicious, as he screamed obscenities at his emasculated lover, his face contorted in ire.\n\n\"Going to fuck you up so bad,\" Leo shouted. \"You fucking freak of nature. Going to make you wish you'd never been born.\"\n\nHe sped up his thrusts, while biting his lover's collarbone, causing him to moan. He fucked Raphael hard and relentlessly, pouring all of his rage into it. Raphael had never seen him so incensed before. He was like a stranger with all of his aggression, but it was better than an almost catatonic Leo.\n\nRaphael took it, even though he felt like he was being split in two. This was clearly what Leo needed and he'd do it.\n\nLeo bit and nipped and fucked him harder than he'd ever done before, not caring how brutal he was. The emasculated turtle wasn't a virgin, but Leo had been extremely savage, something he'd never been in their union. He'd always been tender and gentle unless Raphael wanted it a bit rough, but not like this.\n\nLeo pulled out a while later and said breathlessly, \"I'm sorry. I'm a shit for doing that to you. I'm sorry, Raph.\"\n\n\"Jasmine and stop sayin' sorry. I said ya could do it. Do ya feel better?\"\n\n\"A little,\" Leo said, hanging his head in shame.\n\n\"Then that's what counts, baby,\" Raphael said and tilted his face up to meet his. \"I love ya and I want ya happy and healthy. Yer my universe and yer my Master, as well as my soulmate, my best friend and ya complete me.\"\n\n\"I don't deserve you,\" Leo said tearfully.\n\n\"Hush, baby. Ya do. We were meant for one another. Now I want ya ta do somethin' for me.\"\n\n\"Anything.\"\n\n\"Don't shut me out ever again. We'll talk 'bout what happened and we'll love one another and we'll never let us drift apart from one another again. It was hell without ya, Leo. That's why I wanted ta leave. I felt powerless ta help ya and it was killlin' me seein' ya wastin' away.\"\n\n\"I promise.\"\n\nThey talked for a long time and kissed and touched, their hearts joyous their relationship was healing.\n\nThen Raphael said, \"Sometimes I'll be Raph and sometimes I'll be Jasmine if ya want ta keep the spark in our marriage. I'm cool with that. I'll even just be Jasmine if it means yer happy.\"\n\n\"Both are fine. It's strange seeing you as a maid.\"\n\n\"I know, right? But I'm beautiful?\"\n\n\"You're gorgeous. You were as Raph and you are as Jasmine.\"\n\n\"Happy Birthday, Master. Now I want ya ta do somethin' for me. Fuck me hard. I want ya. I need ya,\" Raphael said huskily. \"Claim me. I love ya, Master.\"\n\nLeo laughed and thrust inside of him. \"I love you, my angel,\" Leo said, as he pounded away.\n\nThey churred loudly, as pleasure coursed through them and Raphael thought, as he looked at his panting mate, whose face was flushed, his eyes hooded, 'So what if I'm a chick now or a sissy and if I lost my cock? That don't matter. All that matters is my Leo. I can still get fucked, ya know, and I will. Leo's happy, we're back together and this time, nothin' or no one will come between us.'", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Leo had always adored Raphael. He loved everything about him: his deep, gruff voice, his toned legs and thighs, his cute butt, and his adorable tail that wagged invitingly for him. Raphael's eyes were sparkling gems that Leo thought he could drown in forever and he was incredibly sexy. The hottest guy alive. Perfection and Leo's. Raphael loved Leo just as much. They were two sides of the same coin, soulmates, who balanced the other out and who completed each other. They had a bonding ceremony and life couldn't be sweeter.

Then tragedy hit and their lives were irrevocably changed.

Leo was kidnapped by the Purple Dragons and subjected to intense torture, rape that left him a stuttering, broken and bloodied mess, the shame of all that had happened gnawing at his soul, ravaging it and leaving him a shadow of the Fearless leader he'd once been. The shame weighed down on him like a ton of bricks. He couldn't breathe, didn't want to, wanted to die. What would his brothers think of him now? The Fearless leader reduced to a whimpering, pathetic creature, who shook like a leaf at every movement and every sound. How could he lead now? What would his mate, Raph, think of him? Would he still want him now that he was tainted and a wreck? No. Raph deserved better. He didn't deserve someone as noble and pure as Raph. He deserved death. That's all he was good for.

Help came and strong arms-his brothers' arms-rescued him from the cage into which he'd been tossed. Tender arms, Raph's, stroked his face and whispered loving words, as Raph carried him into the Battle Shell. Leo nuzzled his face into Raph's plastron, as they sat in the back of the van, silent tears of shame and elation at seeing his mate running down his face. There was so much Leo wanted to say right then, but he couldn't , so all he did was nuzzle and soak up his mate's comfort and love, his shoulders trembling. Raph understood and peppered his face with soft kisses and whispered how much he was loved. There would be time for talk later. Right now all he wanted was Raph.

They arrived home and Raphael placed him into their bed. Bed. It was so strange, so alien, so warm after all these months of the cage, of darkness, of fear, of…..

"How long was I gone?" Leo asked.

"Four months," Raphael replied, covering him with the duvet. "Four agonizin' months. I missed ya, Leo. Not a day went by that I didn't think 'bout ya. Wanna talk 'bout it?"

"No," Leo said and closed his eyes.

Raphael nodded. There'd be time to talk later. He shifted closer, wrapped his arms around Leo, hoping his presence would comfort him, praying his clearly traumatized mate would discuss it when he was ready. He knew that bottling up emotions was a recipe for disaster and it would…It could create a void a between them. Something he never wanted. He couldn't bear the thought of losing his Leo.

"I'm here for ya, Leo," Raphael whispered. "I love ya and I'm never gonna leave ya. Don't shut me out and talk ta me when yer ready."

Leo said nothing and feigned sleep. Not feeling worthy of his mate's love, how could he say he loved him back? How could he tell him what had happened? He couldn't. He'd take it to his grave and meditation would help him get through it. Meditation always worked.

Months passed. Leo hardly talked. He wanted his mate, but he didn't know how to reach out as he wrestled with his self-loathing.

Raphael tried his damndest to get his mate to talk, alternating with loving words and embraces and pestering and yelling, but Leo kept his walls up and stoically said nothing.

They were drifting apart and Raphael didn't know how to bridge the ever growing void or how to comfort his mate anymore. He was also mad at him. How could he shut him out? They'd vowed to always communicate, to be there for one another. How could he do that if Leo was unresponsive and kept to himself. Leo was like a stranger. He never talked, never laughed, never smiled. Not even Mikey could get a ghost of a smile out of the leader.

They never made love anymore. Leo curled up in as small a ball as he could and Raphael kept to his side of the bed, close, but distant from the person he loved so much. It was hell. Raphael sometimes wanked off in the bathroom, but masturbation wasn't the same as making love to Leo. It was meaningless, unemotional, sterile, lonely. Raphael was so lonely, he felt like he could die. Love wasn't supposed to be this way! He missed his mate and would gladly have laid down his life if it meant Leo would open up and laugh. How he missed Leo's laugh. He'd even settle for a sermon.

Eight months later:

The day came when Raphael, his heart broken, made a decision that'd alter his life forever. Throwing stuff into a duffel bag, he said, "Leo, I'm sorry, but I can't do this no more. I can't watch ya self-destruct. I love ya, but I just can't. I'm gonna go. Baby, I'll miss ya every day of my life. Leo?"

Leo said nothing, his face emotionless, as Raphael left. The emerald skinned turtle's shoulders slumped, tears raining down his face, his spirits low, as he headed for the lair's exit.

Don saw him leaving and stood up. "Raph, wait."

"What the hell for?"

"Leo and your love. Isn't that worth staying for?"

"I love him, but nothin' has worked ta heal him. Leo's distant and I can't reach him. It's like a brick wall, ya know? How am I supposed ta…..? I'm dyin' inside, Donnie, watchin' him slip further and further away. He ain't Leo. He's a stranger. I try ta kiss him, ta hug him and he shoves me away, as if I'm a monster. What the hell did they do ta him? How can I get through ta him? I've tried everythin'. Romantic meals, massages, words, cuddles, but he freezes and makes me feel like I'm sick for tryin' ta get close. I can't do this no more. I can't watch him deteriorate. I can't. I gotta get away. It's killin' me seein' him this way and knowin' I'm powerless ta help, besides Leo wouldn't even know if I was there or not. Look at the way he is. He stares into space all the time like a brain dead zombie. My absence wouldn't bother him."

"I think you're being selfish. It's Leo's….."

"Me selfish?" Raph raged, his green eyes blazing. "How the fuck am I selfish when I've done nothin' but try ta help him? It's been a fuckin' year, Donnie! I've done everythin' and nothin' worked! No progress. Nothin'. Just an emotionless zombie. That's Leo. That's the reality. I'm gonna go. Take care of Leo for me, will ya? I might be back someday, but this…. This distance between Leo and me is…ravagin' my soul and tearin' me apart."

Don pinched the bridge between his eyes and sighed. He'd known this day would eventually happen, but he was prepared. He knew what would keep Raphael in the lair and what could maybe help their fractured relationship. It wasn't genteel and would harm Raphael, but if it revived Leo and their relationship, that was all that counted and so was seeing Leo smile. Donnie missed his smile too.

"What if I knew a way of fixing things?" Donnie asked.

"Forget it, Donnie. I'm….."

"Okay. Have a coffee or cocoa with me before you go for old time's sake?"

"Fine, but nothin' ya say or do will change my mind," Raph said, as he followed Donnie into the kitchen.

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Donnie opened a cupboard and took out a small packet of a concoction he'd made to help his brothers sleep. He added it to a cup and spooned in the cocoa. Then he made himself a cup of coffee.

They chatted quietly and it wasn't long before Raphael succumbed to the medicine, his head falling onto the table and his eyes sliding shut. Donnie grinned, lifted him into his arms and carried him to the lab.

XXXX

Don strapped Raphael to a stretcher, injected him with anesthetic in case he woke up before he was finished and then got to work. He grabbed a scalpel and started to cut up to the top of Raphael's right scute. Then he slowly cut downwards and then back to the left scute. He grinned when he was finished and examined the huge square in the lower middle of Raphael's plastron and the blood that had gushed out onto the bed and floor.

Don removed the square and pried the keratin from Raphael's body. Then he cut the thin white membrane that was found beneath Raphael's plastron and peered at the organs that were now exposed. Don lifted up the organs, cut off the vas deferens and cut the tubes on both sides. Raphael was neutered. He placed Raphael's balls into a jar of formaldehyde and set it down on a desk. It'd be a reminder to Raphael of what he'd lost and would remind him that he wasn't masculine anymore, but Leo's doll.

Leo. The whole reason Donnie had carried out the procedure. It was Leo's birthday the following day and the leader had once jokingly said he'd love Raphael to dress up in a maid's uniform. The hothead had refused and been appalled. There was no way he'd dress up in anything remotely feminine, let alone a maid's outfit! He was a fucking man. Donnie had thought Leo was actually serious and he felt this… Raphael's transformation could be the ticket to helping his brother through his trauma. Leo could release his inner dominant self and take out his frustration on Raphael, the fetish doll. He wouldn't have been able on Raphael, the alpha.

Besides, Raphael needed a pegging down or two. He'd always been arrogant, but as Chrissy or something equally girly, he wouldn't be. He'd be meek and mild, a toy, and the relationship would salvaged. It was a twisted way of saving it, but he'd do it. Maybe he'd try it out on Mikey if it succeeded. He'd always desired the youngest Hamato brother and ached to have him writhing underneath him.

The next stage was the machine that Donnie had created. He could use it to change his brother into any form he liked, but the maid was what Leo had wanted, so that was perfect for her. Her. Yes. Raphael would no longer be a boy. Well, technically, he'd be an it, but Donnie wasn't cruel and would say her.

Raphael was starting to wake up. Pain coursed through his plastron, as his green eyes searched the room and finally landed on Donnie. "What the hell, Donnie?" he asked, finding himself strapped down and unable to move. "What's goin' on? What did ya do ta me?"

"Do you trust me?"

"Donnie! Let me fuckin' go this instant!" Raphael roared, his green eyes flashing.

"No can do. See that vat over there?" Don said, an evil glint in his eyes, and pointed to a large vat near Raphael. "That's the secret to fixing things with Leo and ensuring you never leave. That's what's going to happen. Trust me, Raph. Things will work, even if you have to lose your masculinity. But that doesn't matter. All that matters is getting Leo back, right?"

"I WANNA LEAVE. LET ME FUCKIN' GO!" Raphael screamed, trying to break free, a shiver going down his spine at Don's words. Losing his masculinity? What the fuck did Don mean? Had he been neutered? He had and that's why his plastron hurt like a mother fucker, right? He was going to murder Donnie if he ever got free!

Clear plastic screens were placed on his eyes and speakers were inserted in Raph's earslits as he cursed.

Donnie tutted and said, "Raphael, enough with the tantrum." He pressed a button on a control panel near him and an obscenity spewing Raphael was shocked when arms appeared. They undid the straps and carried him, gripping him firmly around the middle. He fought bravely, but the arms held on and dangled him over the vat.

"Donnie, ya can still back out," Raphael said. "Look. I don't know…."

The emerald skinned turtle's words trailed off, as arms began stroking his slit. Letting out a reluctant churr, Raphael dropped down, his ten inch purple cock throbbing and slick with precum.

The arms stroked him until he was fully erect, his cock engorged, the veins pulsating, his eyes closing in euphoria, as the arms caressed him. He was aroused. Fuck. It was heaven. He hadn't been touched in that way since before Leo was kidnapped and he'd missed it.

He was suddenly plunged head down into the thick dark ooze, rubber, which quickly covered his body, flattening his shell, eliminating his muscles and reducing his cock, his pride and glory, to a nub. His body was now black, rubber and feminine looking. A living nightmare for the alpha turtle, who prided himself on his masculinity and muscles.

Don clapped his hands in glee when Raphael was lifted out of the vat. It was time for the next stage.

Raphael struggled futilely, wondering what was next.

Don waited for the rubber to dry and studied his emasculated brother. He'd never be able to cum again or fuck anyone. All he could do was suck cocks and be fucked. It was his destiny. Leo would be pissed he'd done that to his mate, but he was sure when Leo saw the benefits of Raph's transformation, he'd love the new form and would forgive Don for his actions.

More arms came. They implanted purple, glossy lips onto him. They forced him to smile lustfully and he hated it. Hated whatever was happening. Don was insane. Why would he do this to him? And how the fuck would whatever he had planned mend his relationship with Leo? Leo would hate this. He'd hate seeing his mate suffering and he was. He was infuriated, ashamed, suffering, burning from indignation. Yes. He was going to strangle Don with his bare hands!

Sprayers came and painted purple stockings on Raphael up to the middle of his lower legs, panties and a heart on his knee and bulge and they painted purple hearts on both his ass cheeks. Purple hearts were painted where his nipples would be and an outline of a bra was drawn on him. More hearts were painted on his lower arms and hearts were drawn on his palms and the back of his hands. His nails and toe nails were also painted purple.

What the fuck's goin' on, Raphael thought? I hate purple. Reminds me of psycho Don. I am so gonna kill him. How the fuck can he do this ta me?

The sprayers turned their attention to his face and quickly painted eyes, eyelashes and hearts on his cheeks. They painted two stripes on his upper thighs, three on his midsection, three on his upper arms and a thin one on his neck.

The arms then painted the glossy and plump lips with another coat of purple paint. Raphael pursed his lips in indignation and tried to wriggle free, but the arms held on him tightly.

Donnie watched the slow transformation in fascination. It was going so well. Raphael would soon be a beautiful maid.

It was time for the next stage. Dressing Raphael.

The arms slid a pair of purple latex panties up Raph's legs that went all the way to his bulge. They gently rested on it and they created a circular hole for his ass to be used. Raphael groaned at the friction against his bulge. It felt kind of amazing. No. He mustn't think like that. Damn it. He still wanted to be free and he'd succeed and he'd leave.

The arms then fetched two corsets. One that was big for his chest and a smaller one for his neck. They were cinched tightly, ensuring his waist was even smaller. It was extremely uncomfortable. He gasped and the pleasure from the panties pressing against his bulge was something he couldn't explain. It was like nothing he'd ever experienced before. He couldn't help churring, which made Don beam.

Raphael shivered in pleasure at the sensation and flushed in embarrassment. He was supposed to hate this, so why was he churring? Come on. Snap outta it, Raph, he thought. Ya gotta fight. Fight this. Ya don't wanna be a sissy. Yer macho and…..

Purple latex stockings were slid up his legs and pulled up to his thighs, making him shudder, as they rubbed against his legs. He trembled again when the arms brought straps up to the corset to attach them and rubbed them down to remove the wrinkles.

Raphael churred happily and cringed. He wasn't supposed to do this. Fuck it. He was a boy, wasn't he? Not a wanton horny hussy! He was beyond mortified. He wished a hole would appear and would swallow him up.

High heels that Donnie had created for him were glued to his feet. Purple latex gloves were next and were slid up his arms to his shoulders and rubbed down to eliminate the wrinkles. He churred, loving the sensation. The arms then fetched a purple latex blouse and slid his arms through the sleeves, frills on the wrists. They buttoned it up. He was almost complete. They rubbed the blouse down and Raphael churred, loving the feeling, and something seemed different to him. He churred again and realized. His voice. It was now higher pitched, feminine. He was no longer Raphael. He was a sissy. A doll.

A purple latex bow was tied around the collar, reaching halfway down his chest. And then a purple latex dress was presented to him. It was put on him, the sleeves going to the wrists, which left the blouse's frills exposed. The bottom went to the knees and the collar went from the center of the shoulders down to the middle of his chest. A hole was then created in the same place as his panties' hole. The arms smoothed everything down and Raphael churred again in a mixture of elation and embarrassment.

A white apron was affixed to his hips and let down to the center of his thighs. It was frilly all around and there was a purple heart on his bulge. The arms rubbed it down and Raphael squealed, as they touched his bulge. It was so strangely arousing. A huge white bow was attached to the back of the apron, the width going past his body and the tails going down to his knees.

White bows were attached to the back of his heels, wrapped around his wrists and onto his bulge, which made him squawk. A white headband with black frills was placed on his head and black bows were tied on each end. A final black bow was placed at the back of his head. He was now ready.

A mirror was held up to Raphael and he shrieked in fright at his new look. Was this really him? A fucking fetish maid? There was nothing to show what he'd once been. Not a trace. The only hint of his former self and masculinity was his bulge. Donnie was evil, twisted, sick. Raphael loathed him with every fiber of his being.

Rage replaced his fright and Raphael snapped, "I'm gonna kill ya, Donnie. I don't want this. I ain't no fuckin' fetish doll. Do I look like a slut?"

Don smirked and said, "Yeah. You do. You're so pretty."

"Ya will see how pretty I am when I'm free. I'm gonna…."

"Temper, temper, sweet lass," Donnie mocked and pressed another button.

Raphael found himself lifted and inserted into another machine and the arms closed the door.

"Let me fuckin' out!" Raphael roared.

"No," Donnie said. "That's the mind control machine. It'll alter your mind, will make you docile and willing to do whatever Leo wants. And it'll make you stay at the lair. I believe Leo was serious about wanting you as a maid and I believe it'll fix things between you. Leo can take his hurt out on you and you won't moan or complain. You'll be meek…."

"YOU'RE FUCKIN' WEIRD AND A PSYCHO!"

"Genius, more like. I see that my plans are working. Toodles, Raphie, or whatever name you're assigned."

Don went off whistling, leaving his emasculated brother to stew in the machine.

XXXXX

Don found Mikey asleep in his room and carried him to his bedroom. The youngest was a deep sleeper, so Donnie felt confident he wouldn't wake until his plans were well underway.

Mikey lay on the stretcher and Don pressed a button on the control panel near him. The arms came and lifted Mikey, firmly gripping him around his middle.

Mikey woke and struggled, but it was futile. There was no way he could get free. His blue eyes landed on Donnie and sent daggers at him.

"What the shell, dude?" Mikey asked angrily. "Why am I like this?"

Clear plastic screens were placed on Mikey's eyes and speakers were inserted in his ear slits.

Donnie beamed, as more arms carried Mikey to the vat, dangling him over it. Then they gently caressed his slit. Mikey flushed in embarrassment and tried to wiggle free, as the arms stroked faster. The stroking was sensational and an aroused Mikey couldn't help churring, as his sea green dick dropped down. It wasn't as big as Raphael's, but it was thick and it shone with precum.

"Donnie, let me down!" Mikey yelled, as the arms stroked him even faster.

The genius shook his head and watched, as Mikey's cock grew erect, its veins throbbing, begging to be used. Too bad. It would never be used. It would shrivel up like Raphael's. It was a shame, Don mused. Mikey had never had the chance to use his dick, but he could still be fucked. He should be grateful that someone wanted him. Donnie would take care of him.

The arms slowly lowered Mikey into the latex ooze, which soon engulfed him and filled him as the transformation process began. Mikey was aware something was occurring, but he couldn't discern what. All he could taste and feel was the gunk.

Mikey's shell was flattened and he looked more humanoid, his muscles vanished, his body was trimmer and his dick shrivelled to a mere bulge. A bulge that'd leave him in an eternal state of frustration of being unable to cum.

Donnie waited for the rubber to dry. Then he pressed another button.

Blue paint sprayers appeared, painting stockings on Mikey up to the middle of his lower legs. Then panties and a heart on his knees and bulge were painted. Blue hearts were painted on where his nipples would be an outline of a bra was drawn. More hearts were painted on his lower arms and hearts were drawn on the back of his hands and palms.

'What the fuck is going on,' Mikey wondered.

Mikey's nails and toe nails were painted blue. Then the sprayers focused on his face. They quickly painted eyes, eyelashes and hearts on his cheeks. Stripes were painted on him, three on his upper thighs, two on his stomach, three on his midsection, two on his upper arms and a thick one on his neck. Rubber lips to form glossy and luscious lips were then planted on him and painted blue.

Fear chilled Mikey's blood. What the hell is he doing to me and why? I haven't been a bad brother. I haven't. What did I do to deserve this?

It was time to dress the doll.

Blue latex panties were slid up his up his legs and nestled on his bulge and a circular hole for his ass was created, so he could be fucked. Next were blue rubber corsets. One for his chest and one for his neck. They were both cinched tightly, which caused him to cry out. It was uncomfortable and he felt like he couldn't breathe. The panties felt strange pressing against his bulge and made shiver in pleasure. His cheeks reddened in shame. He was more touch with his feminine side than the others, but he didn't want to be a female. No way. He was a boy. Damn it!

Blue latex stockings were placed on him and pulled up to the middle of his thighs, making Mikey shudder. He trembled again when the arms brought straps and attached the corsets and then rubbed them down to eradicate the wrinkles. Mikey churred in pleasure at the sensation and he didn't know why. This was so humiliating, but the same time so arousing and he liked it.

Blue heels were then glued to his feet. Specially made for him, like Raphael's had been for him. Mikey winced as his feet were shoved into them.

Next were white latex gloves that were slid up his arms to his shoulders. They were immediately rubbed down to remove all the wrinkles, making him churr. It was such a wonderful feeling. A black, unbuttoned blouse was then placed on him. The arms slid his arms through the sleeves, frills on the end of them and then buttoned up the blouse. The arms then patted the blouse down, making Mikey gasp.

It was then that he noticed his voice had changed. It was feminine, high pitched and he detested it.

His humiliation wasn't over. The arms attached a white latex bow to his collar, the tails flowing down to his chest. Then they dressed him in a blue dress. The sleeves went to the wrists, which left only the blouse's frills exposed, the bottom ending at the knees. The collar went from the center of his shoulders down to the center of his chest. Then a hole in the same place as the panties' hole was created. The arms patted everything down and Mikey churred, struggling to adapt to his feminine voice. He felt he never would.

A white apron was placed on him and went down to the center of his thighs. It was frilly all over and there was a blue heart where his bulge was. The arms smoothed it down and Mikey churred loudly at the pleasurable feeling. Why did a simple touch drive him crazy? Had they done something to cause that?

A white bow was affixed to the back of the apron, the width going past his body width and the tails reaching down to the knees.

The last part of the transformation was the accessories. White bows were pinned to the back of Mikey's heels and also wrapped around his wrists. Then one was placed on his bulge and that made him mewl. Then more bows were attached to the back of his hands.

A white headband was placed on his head and black bows were tied on each end of it. Then a final black bow was attached to the back of it.

His transformation was now complete.

A mirror was placed before him and Mikey almost had an apoplexy. There was no trace of his former self, apart from his bulge. Was this really him? A fetish maid? No way. He had to be dreaming. Yeah. He must be. There was no way Donnie, his mild and gentle brother would do this to him.

"I'm dreaming, aren't I, Donnie?" Mikey asked. "I'm not a maid. This is just a bad dream."

"No, dear Mikey. It's not. And you won't remember this when you've been in the mind machine. All you'll know and want is me. I'm your Master."

"Why would you do this to me, Donnie?" Mikey wept.

"Because I want you. I love you. I need you. You need me too. You just don't realize it yet."

There was another mind machine and the arms placed Mikey into it.

Donnie watched, his arms folded, smugly regarding his emasculated brothers. They'd be ready in an hour. Altered, needy, docile, perfection.

Donnie busied himself with work and when the hour was up, he pressed a button and the arms removed Mikey from the machine and placed him on his two feet before Donnie.

Donnie said, "Do you like women?"

"No. I only like cocks and you, Master," Mikey said softly. "I love cocks and cum. I want you, Master."

The mind machine had worked. Mikey only wanted men now and Don.

Don grinned, cupped Mikey's cheek with a hand and kissed him passionately. "I'm going to fuck you good, Lily!" he said and bent Mikey over.

"Want you badly, Master," Mikey said. "Want your cock. Your cum. Want only you. I love you, Master."

Don smiled and slammed his cock into Mikey's hole, pounding away, and making Mikey churr. Don churred back. He'd won. He had what he'd always coveted. Mikey was his and he'd never leave. He'd be his forever. And there'd be hell to pay if he disobeyed. Mild brother. Hah. Don could be just as ruthless if he wanted to be, like now.

Don kept pounding away, unleashing all of his sexual frustration on his doll. And the best thing about a doll? They didn't need food and water or oxygen anymore and he could be as vicious as he liked. Mikey-Lily- he corrected himself wouldn't talk back.

It wasn't long before Donnie came, his seed filling Mikey up, some of it spilling out of his hole and down his legs. Panting, Donnie pulled out and up righted Mikey. "Bedtime for you, Lily," Donnie said, pointing to a life sized box. "Rest. I'll use you when I need to. There are some rules. You will always listen to me. I am Master and your owner. You're my property to do with as I please. There will be consequences if you misbehave. Do you understand me, gnat?"

Mikey nodded. Don handed him a cloth and he cleaned himself. Then he climbed into the box and said, "I'll be good, Master. I never want to upset you. I love you. Thank you for fucking me. I'm grateful you love me."

Donnie nodded and tied plastic bond around his wrists, ankles and neck. Then he vacuum sealed the box and propped Mikey up against the wall, ready for when he wanted to use him again. Then the name Lily was written on the box in blue.

It was time to check on Raphael. Donnie pressed a button on the control panel and the arms opened the mind control machine and lifted out Raphael.

"I'm Donnie," Donnie said. "I'm your Master's brother."

"Where's my Master? I live ta service and please him," Raphael said softly. "I need him. I need his cock."

"Ever to the point," Donnie said and chuckled. "You'll have that, Jasmine."

"Jasmine?"

"Yes. It's a pretty name for a sweet, beautiful girl like yourself. Do you want to leave the lair?"

"Why would I if I got a Master ta please? He's all I want. I don't wanna leave the lair."

"Yes. Your Master Leo. You'll see him in the morning. He's sleeping now. I want you to get in your box and rest until then."

"Fine," Raphael said and climbed in the box. "I don't remember Master, but I know if I got one, it's my job ta please him. I won't let him down."

"Good girl, Jasmine," Don said and tied plastic around his wrists, ankles and neck to keep him in place. Then the box was vaccum sealed, the name Jasmine was written on the box in purple and the box was propped up against the wall.

Don smiled at the sissies and went to his bedroom for some well-earned rest.

XXXX

Don knocked on Leo's door the next morning and said, "Leo, can I come in?"

There was no answer, but Don went inside anyway and saw his brother sitting on the bed and staring into space.

"Leo," Donnie said. "Are you all right?"

"How can I be?" Leo said miserably. "Raph's gone. My fault. I pushed him away."

"I have a present for you in my lab. Please come and see."

"I just want sleep," Leo said, hugging Raphael's pillow, which smelled of his strong musk and was heavenly to Leo.

"Just come. I promise you'll like it."

"Fine," Leo said and sighed and followed his brother to the lab.

XXXX

Leo's eyes nearly popped out of his head when Don presented him with the box containing Raph. "My love, Raph. What the hell happened, Donnie?" Leo asked anxiously.

"I made some adjustments to him. Lovely, don't you think? You wanted a maid."

"I was kidding. I don't want a maid. I want my Raph back. I want peace and our love to be what it was before…."

"The changes are irreversible, Leo. Give it a chance. He's neutered too, which means he's extra docile and will do anything you want. He won't talk back, second guess you or cause BS. He's just quiet and timid Jasmine now. I know you suffered tremendously, Leo, and part of you blames us and Raph for not saving you earlier. Now you can take out that rage on Jasmine, who won't fight back. Do it. It'll be cathartic for your damaged soul. I plan on doing it to Lily, the former Mikey."

"That's not true." But it was. Leo had secretly blamed his mate and his brothers. Maybe Don had a point. Maybe that was what he should do to help him heal. After all, nothing else had worked.

"I know I'm right. Open your present."

Leo did and Raphael stood before him, nervous, trembling.

"Master?" Raphael whispered.

Leo leaned forward, cupped Raphael's cheek and tenderly kissed him. Memories came flooding back to Raphael and he remembered who Leo was and what had happened, but he wouldn't fight. No. His job was to obey and he would. He'd do anything to heal Leo and he wouldn't leave. Not ever.

"Raphael," Leo whispered, touching his forehead to Raphael's.

"I'll give you privacy," Don said and took his box to his bedroom.

"I'm so sorry, Raph. I pushed you away," Leo said, tears running down his face. "And now look at what's happened. You're a maid and I can't change you back."

"Hey, hey, baby. Ain't yer fault and I'm kinda cute in this get up. I can get used ta it if it makes ya happy. I'd do anythin' for ya, Leo, even stayin' this way. I'm sorry if I didn't try harder and left."

"No. You did your utmost and I went into my shell and shut you out. It's me, who should apologize. I'm sorry. I should have talked about what happened, but I couldn't. The shame crippled me, Raph."

"It's Jasmine now and ya don't gotta apologize, baby. Do ya blame me and our bros for not rescuin' ya earlier?"

"Kind of. I'm sorry…."

"I love you. I never stopped lovin' ya. I'd never think badly of ya. What happened wasn't yer fault, Leo. I got an idea how ta heal ya and yer gonna say no, but I'm gonna suggest it anyway. Fuck me up. Hit me. Beat me. I can take it. Pretend I'm the bastards. Get it outta yer system. Then we'll talk. Really talk."

"I can't do that, Raph…."

"Jasmine. That's my name now. Do it, Leo, if ya love me and wanna fix us. That's the only thing that will. Gettin' yer rage outta yer system. Do it. I won't hate ya, I could never hate ya."

Leo looked at his lover in his new form with his perfectly made up makeup and beautiful plump lips and sighed. Should he? Would that really bridge the void between them? He didn't like the idea, but what if Raph and Don were right and it healed their relationship?

Leo kicked Raphael in his plastron, sending him to the ground. Then he hiked up his dress and thrust his cock inside of him. His thrusts grew more vicious, as he screamed obscenities at his emasculated lover, his face contorted in ire.

"Going to fuck you up so bad," Leo shouted. "You fucking freak of nature. Going to make you wish you'd never been born."

He sped up his thrusts, while biting his lover's collarbone, causing him to moan. He fucked Raphael hard and relentlessly, pouring all of his rage into it. Raphael had never seen him so incensed before. He was like a stranger with all of his aggression, but it was better than an almost catatonic Leo.

Raphael took it, even though he felt like he was being split in two. This was clearly what Leo needed and he'd do it.

Leo bit and nipped and fucked him harder than he'd ever done before, not caring how brutal he was. The emasculated turtle wasn't a virgin, but Leo had been extremely savage, something he'd never been in their union. He'd always been tender and gentle unless Raphael wanted it a bit rough, but not like this.

Leo pulled out a while later and said breathlessly, "I'm sorry. I'm a shit for doing that to you. I'm sorry, Raph."

"Jasmine and stop sayin' sorry. I said ya could do it. Do ya feel better?"

"A little," Leo said, hanging his head in shame.

"Then that's what counts, baby," Raphael said and tilted his face up to meet his. "I love ya and I want ya happy and healthy. Yer my universe and yer my Master, as well as my soulmate, my best friend and ya complete me."

"I don't deserve you," Leo said tearfully.

"Hush, baby. Ya do. We were meant for one another. Now I want ya ta do somethin' for me."

"Anything."

"Don't shut me out ever again. We'll talk 'bout what happened and we'll love one another and we'll never let us drift apart from one another again. It was hell without ya, Leo. That's why I wanted ta leave. I felt powerless ta help ya and it was killlin' me seein' ya wastin' away."

"I promise."

They talked for a long time and kissed and touched, their hearts joyous their relationship was healing.

Then Raphael said, "Sometimes I'll be Raph and sometimes I'll be Jasmine if ya want ta keep the spark in our marriage. I'm cool with that. I'll even just be Jasmine if it means yer happy."

"Both are fine. It's strange seeing you as a maid."

"I know, right? But I'm beautiful?"

"You're gorgeous. You were as Raph and you are as Jasmine."

"Happy Birthday, Master. Now I want ya ta do somethin' for me. Fuck me hard. I want ya. I need ya," Raphael said huskily. "Claim me. I love ya, Master."

Leo laughed and thrust inside of him. "I love you, my angel," Leo said, as he pounded away.

They churred loudly, as pleasure coursed through them and Raphael thought, as he looked at his panting mate, whose face was flushed, his eyes hooded, 'So what if I'm a chick now or a sissy and if I lost my cock? That don't matter. All that matters is my Leo. I can still get fucked, ya know, and I will. Leo's happy, we're back together and this time, nothin' or no one will come between us.'", "pools_count": 0, "title": "TMNT CS Short Stories: Mikey and Raph Maids", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/rtf", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "f", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "134" }