CBA - John the use-FULL *insert generic legal bollocks that if you’re reading this particular story you’ve more than likely already read a hundred times before* If you’re under 18 or its illegal *blah blah* This is intended for adults only so if you’re not an adult, bugger off. The day had been a particularly bad one today for John, not only had the weather been miserable but he had been fired from his job in the most public of spectacles. While working in one of the infamous corporate cubicles that aim to create uniformity he had been placed right next to a very attractive co-worker where one thing had led to another and he had been dismissed on the spot for sexual harassment. “I only asked her to got out with me” John thought but his appearance betrayed him. The long affects of computer work and lack of natural light had left him looking pretty grim and in close proximity to others he just seemed flat out creepy. His hair being that long greasy hallmark of a true geek and usually the source of a strange smell that made John all the more repellent. Returning home in the rain John could only hope that his luck would change. Opening the door he saw an envelope on the floor, it was quite bulky and was marked to him. “probably my P45 making it all official” he groaned as he picked it up. John opened it intent on burning the contents but was instead suffocated by a pink mist. His last conscious thought was muffled when his head hit the floor. John woke up just as the sun was rising. It was a red and deep orange sky that lit up the whole room from a massive window forming an entire wall. It was at this point he realised that the room was not his own and that it was some office penthouse in a high rise building somewhere. He quickly tried to remember what happened before he woke up here but as he did, his weight shifted in a very foreign way to him. John looked over himself and all he could see was boobs. Standing up he felt his ass slide over the sofa he had been placed down on, only it wasn’t ‘his’ ass though. It was bigger and rounder and made his skirt stretch…wait… John backtracked from looking at his changes when he realised he was in a tight mid thigh high dress, it was so tight it felt like a second skin which must’ve been why he hadn’t noticed it. Now that he had he found it was a dark red colour, it seemed to glow in the morning light. John noticed a full length mirror on the wall furthest from the window and slowly made his way across to it. Hesitantly, John moved in front of the mirror and instantly realised he wasn’t a he anymore. The person staring back at him was the most beautiful woman John had ever seen, shoulder length red hair framing an absolutely stunning sultry face above an abyss of cleavage. The dress accentuated John’s hour glass figure and completely revealed that she was a woman and no longer a man. John’s hands search his groin only to find a neat little pussy and that she didn’t have any under wear on underneath her skirt. To complete her truly sexy looks her waspish waist led upwards to DD breasts that stuck out perkily from her chest. John’s hands roamed over her body, feeling every new curve and every new feature that was not his male body. When John found her nipples her body collapsed in orgasm as she quickly realised her body was super sensitive and also lactating. John’s breasts were quite heavy and swung with a bit of force in her dress which was now also damp from the squirts of milk. John felt completely alien in what still felt like his body but there was no denying now that he was anything but a staggeringly beautiful woman. The only door to the room swung open and a smartly dressed man walked in, the lights of the room flashed on and John recognised him as his old boss. After a barrage of swearing and spitting the man quite quietly told John to “shut up” which she did automatically. During the verbal onslaught John had tried to move towards him but her new body didn’t budge. “Joanne, that’s your name now and you will only respond and refer to yourself by that name, understood?” the boss calmly ordered. “Understood” John’s body answered, John’s mind was screaming but his female body was submissive and had no will against the man she was seeing, indeed quite the opposite. John or now Joanne as he was forced to refer to her self reckoned the man had been in the room less than two minutes when her body began to seductively rub itself. Joanne’s body was stretching itself, showing off her breasts and firm, large heart-shaped ass. Her hands started to touch her body, one hand fingering her virgin pussy and the other squeezing her right nipple, leaking milk down her dress. The boss went to his desk by the window, took off his jacket and sat down to watch Joanne bring herself to orgasm over and over again. It felt like days instead of seconds as Joanne’s body expertly brought her body into sheer ecstasy, she moaned and moved like a professional porn star, all for the entertainment of the boss. “enough of this boss business, you will call me master, understood” the boss said as if he was reading Joanne’s mind, “I am reading your mind, I can also shape it. I left your male identity intact except I also made you a nymphomaniac exhibitionist in front of men, oh and I also gave you the instincts of a professional porn star just to clarify how a 22 year old, creepy virgin, ex-student could make the perfect concubine for myself and my friends” Joanne over the following moments realised 3 things, the first that she was now a she and not only that but a professional whore, second that the ‘master’ was walking towards her with only one thing on his mind and third, Joanne found herself wanting it and knew she wouldn’t be able to fight it for one second. The Master was 50 year old athletically built man and extremely well toned and fit for his age, Joanne threw him on to the sofa and ripped open his jeans. The master’s cock was huge and throbbing, Joanne licked her lips and swallowed all of it. Her puffy lipped mouth slid over it and she stroked it with her strawberry tongue. His dick throbbed in her mouth and he moaned when he came, the cum gushed into Joanne’s mouth and she slurped all of it. She lifted her mouth from the master’s cock and licked the end of it, a few drops of cum dropped to the floor and she dived onto all fours and lapped it up like it was vanilla ice cream. Joanne lifted herself up, while she did a tugging sensation pulled at her breasts from with her dress. Her breasts were growing larger, they felt as if they were filling with warm milk and stretched the dress till it tore at the centre of her cleavage. Her breasts freely exposed and nipple erect from the body hugging dress Joanne began playing with them, the what she estimated to be double HH breasts were big enough for her body to lift them up to her mouth and suck on them. The taste to Joanne was like milkshake and she played with her breasts like a little child and their new toy. ‘John’ was screaming and mentally puking from performing a blow job on his old ‘…master…’ , she couldn’t even refer to him as her old ‘…bos…aster…’ anymore. She couldn’t even refer to herself as a ‘him’ anymore, at least not outside his male identity trapped in a female body playing with their own breasts. Joanne wondered who exactly he was and how he was doing to her what he was. Joanne had no control over her body but it felt like she was doing it all. Every sultry expression and seductive gesture was performed consciously but as natural as breathing. There was no hint that he could resist any command or instinct the master had given her. The master walked behind the still breast fondling Joanne and pushed her forward on to her hands and knees. Joanne’s face tilted back with a naughty grin, biting at her lip as she anticipated what was about to happen. She raised her perfect ass towards the rock hard master’s cock and he with out pause took Joanne’ virginity. He pile-drove her with the force that was almost inhuman. For Joanne this was the first time she had ever had sex, even before the change. Her now super sensitive body sent waves and waves of orgasms through her body. Joanne’s breasts shook with every move and gushed milk with every orgasmic convulsion. The master humped Joanne constantly for over an hour, pumping her again and again with semen. As Joanna descended from the cum and orgasm induced euphoria she realised her dress was soaking wet from an even mixture of orgasm sweat and breast milk. Joanne rolled sideward to the floor but fell awkwardly, her stomach got in the way. Her body lay on the floor completely weak from constant pleasure but managed a seductive pose with one hand caressing her wide hip and the other lifting herself only so high off the floor as to let only one breast make contact with the rug underneath. The master looked down grinning at Joanne and staring intently at her stomach. The hand caressing her ass moved to her stomach and found a bump. The bump made her look 6 months pregnant. Joanne wanted to scream but as her hand moved up and down the pregnant bump all she could do was moan and enjoy it. For the next few hours the master had sex with Joanne through every conceivable position and even some that Joanne had no idea existed. All the time her bump grew bigger and bigger till her dress ripped completely from the damage already done by her swollen breasts. The master fell to his executive recliner behind his desk. He dabbed his forehead with a tissue and proclaimed that Joanne had been a good investment. He threw her an envelope which fell next to her massively pregnant exhausted body, her hand picked it up and removed the contents for her to read. At the top of the letter was a header reading CBA… ‘Custom Body Alterations - making the useless use-FULL’ Joanne managed to force a look of sheer terror but with the female body fighting to look seductive her face looked like it had just sucked a lemon. The letter detailed that the client would be delivered a completely untraceable concubine, having no family or friends and all evidence of their old lives removed, and would be made to fulfil every specification the client had requested. Apparently the ’master’ had requested a woman who looked like Joanne but with breasts that grew every time she swallowed cum and a belly that would grow every time she was cummed in. “Not only that my very sweet lustful lady, my natural abilities mean your every thoughts and desires can be shaped by yours truly but you are about to find out the best part of what’s happened to you my glowing mother to be…” The master stepped back as Joanne started to shake. Joanne felt her enormous belly squeeze and shudder as what she presumed must be labour began. She bent her legs and sat against the sofa. She felt something rugby ball shaped emerge from her pussy, the master leant down and picked up what seemed to be a large egg. Joanne squeezed her vaginal lips and pushed egg after egg out of her belly. All the time her hands squeezed and milked her breasts, the mixture of pressure and orgasm made her nearly pass out 3 times. Half an hour later Joanne feels empty and sees the master directing several secretaries to pick up the eggs and clean the hard wooden floor. One of the secretaries brings in a very small maid’s uniform and places it on the master’s desk. Joanne just about made it onto the sofa, stark naked and exhausted when the master ordered her to ‘feel better and put on the maid’s uniform, understand’. Joanne realised her body was one big amusement park for her master where the fun never stops, her body didn’t need to rest, or sleep or eat unless the master wanted it to. Her body had regained its original shape from when Joanne had first woken up. She realised this was going to happen over and over again and there was no way out, she didn’t legally exist outside of the office she was already in. She wanted to scream but all that came out of her mouth was a whisper. The master pulled down his trousers and brought Joanne’s head to his dick and very straightforwardly told her that the next day they would be going to his gentlemen’s club, where all the men shared their concubines. Joanne’s head bobbed backwards and forwards entirely focussed on giving the master the best blowjobs she could but her mind heard what was going to happen to her and she gave up. Her male mind remained silent and just let what was going to happen, happen. She had no will to resist her body anymore and gave in to the life she had now been given.