Transformation Ch. 06

I didn't realize it at the time, but Tiffany had loosely fastened the toy to me with tape. So the more I moved trying to get it off my clit the more and more stimulated I became. "Oh holy fuck," I cried as my orgasm washed over me, my hips bouncing up and down. As I started to relax I suddenly realized the vibrator wasn't stopping, the sensations were not stopping. My world shrank and soon it was nothing more than the vibrations of that toy and my clit, my ultra sensitive clit. Orgasm after orgasm washed over me, draining me of energy. When the stimulation suddenly stopped and I felt something being ripped from my skin it triggered another massive release and a scream tore from my throat or it would have had something not been suddenly pushed into my mouth. My eyes flying open I saw Tiffany standing over me smiling, her hands around my head securing a gag.

"You've been a real pain in the ass the last three days," she said standing over me in her panties and a thin tank top, her nipples hard through the cloth, "but unlike my patients at work you're going to pay for it." Showing me the vibrator I saw the medical tape and knew just how much trouble I was really in. Slowing the vibrator to its lowest setting I felt her push it inside me and secure the tape. As I was moaning around the gag Tiffany came back into view, "I forgot something," she said as she secured a blindfold over my eyes.

Suddenly plunged into darkness I felt my panic begin to raise, the loss of my sight just too much. All my life I had maintained control in every situation and now at this moment it was all stripped away from me; no power, no control, no say in anything and I was being held at Tiffany's whim. I felt my heart begin to pound and my breath was coming in gasps as my first real panic attack set in. I began to fight against the ropes, desperate to get away.

Tiffany's scent suddenly filled my nose, her warmth next to me and her breath in my ear. "If it gets to be too much just snap your fingers," she whispered in my ear. My panic began to vanish as I felt her pull away from me. I should have known that she would never truly hurt me, but the situation was so new and out of my comfort zone I wasn't equipped to handle it. Restoring that small resemblance of control was what I needed to calm me down and let me relax.

I could hear Tiffany moving around the room, the sounds of different vibrating items being turned on and off. Feeling movement on the bed I realized she was walking on the bed. Standing over me I felt her fingers slip under my torso cast and suddenly lift up before shoving a pillow under me, raising my hips off the bed. My pussy was already on burning from the slow vibrations of the toy and this change of angle just stoked the fire. Resting between my legs I couldn't tell what she was up to until I felt her smear a cold cream on my asshole.

She spent minutes smearing the cream around; pushing one then two fingers into me over and over making sure I was well lubed. Finally withdrawing her fingers I felt something hard and plastic pressing against my ass and begin to slide inside. It seemed fairly narrow at first but widened quickly stretching me further and further. I began to think about snapping my fingers when I involuntarily grunted as it suddenly narrowed, my sphincter shrinking around it to hold it in place, and I realized what it was. She had impaled me with a butt plug and it was a different feeling from when the guys had been fucking me. That was a pleasant burn as I temporarily stretched around them their cocks slipping in and out, this was different, this was a constant sensation of full and a slow stretch. I couldn't tell how big it really was and I'm not sure I wanted to.

I learned something at that moment. I had not known, prior to Tiffany activating it, that such a thing as a vibrating butt plug existed. The sudden rush of sensations from my ass flooded my brain causing my moans to grow louder even around the gag. Feeling her move off the bed the room grew silent. For long minutes I lay there, the room quiet except for the soft buzz of the toys and my ragged breathing, my body covered in a thin sheen of sweat. Was she even still in the room? I tried to listen for her breathing or any noise from her at all, but there was nothing. I continued to writhe and moan from the onslaught of the vibrating toys, even with them not moving the sensations were overwhelming.

"Sara, do you trust me?" Tiffany said breaking the silence her voice seeming to come from everywhere. I couldn't help laughing. Tied to the bed, blindfolded, and gagged, with vibrating toys stuffed in my pussy and my ass and now she asks if I trust her. The funny thing was I did. I trusted her more than any person I'd ever trusted. I knew deep down that part of that was just Gandalf fucking with me, but since I awoke Tiffany has been my world. How could I not trust her. I nodded my head vigorously making sure she could see.

As the bed began to move again I felt Tiffany kneel down on the bed next to me. "I need for you to be very still," she said. How exactly I was going to do that was beyond me. It sounded like she was dragging some sort of large device which she set on my cast. The room was filled unmistakable sound of a vacuum cleaner. What the fuck? I wasn't sure I wanted to know what she was going to be doing with that when a second noise filled my ears. It was a whine, high pitched and screaming. I knew the sound; it was the sound of a dremel tool. It was then I realized what she was doing, she was cutting off my casts.

She told me later it took her almost an hour to remove the three casts encasing my body. It was the longest hour of my life, holding still as she cut away at the casts all the while her toys continued to stimulate me. Occasionally she would stop and twirl my clit around with her tongue until I screamed. Orgasm after orgasm screamed through my body while she cut through the plaster but I never grew desensitized or over stimulated to the point of pain. After cutting off the leg cast she removed the portion on my arm and shoulder next, adjusting the rope to keep me in place. I was in tears and at the point of physical exhaustion as she made the final cut, the effort needed for me to remain still far exceeding what I was used to. Helping me lift up she removed the final piece from under me and I let myself collapse onto the bed. I was spent; I never realized how much effort would have to go into doing nothing.

After spending a couple of minutes cleaning up the bed Tiffany pulled off the tape holding the vibrator in my pussy. "You were very good Sara," Tiffany said lowering herself between my legs, "so now you get a reward." Pulling the vibrator out she started with the lightest touch I could possibly imagine. I could barely feel it as she dragged her tongue across my outer lips. Fuck this was almost worse than the toy. It was a relief when she eventually pushed her tongue into me. "You have the sweetest pussy I have ever tasted," Tiffany said before she drove me right over the edge. Using both of her hands she started by rubbing my clit as her tongue fucked my hole. This in itself would have been enough but she grabbed the base of the plug in my ass and began to rapidly push and pull on it. Had I not been restrained I doubt she would have been able to hang on as the orgasm ripped through my body.

Pulling away she moved so she was kneeling next to me and began to caress my skin while she waited for me to come off my orgasmic high. Breathing through my nose I was finally calm when she slipped the toy back into me, slowly fucking me with it. "Baby," Tiffany asked as she continued to fuck me with the dildo, "would you like me to remove the gag?" I immediately began to nod my head and I felt her begin to undo the buckles with her free hand. I was really looking forward to the gag being gone as my jaw was beginning to get sore.

Tiffany is very slick I will give her that. In the same moment I felt the gag being removed she pulled the dildo from my pussy and as I flexed my jaw she pushed it into my mouth. The taste of my own pussy exploded on my tongue and my lips instinctively wrapped around the toy and began to suck. This was the first time truly tasting myself and it was addicting, but Tiffany wasn't quite done. As I sucked the toy I felt her mouth close over my nipple and she began to suck and bite hard. Having been hidden under the plaster for three weeks I had almost forgotten how sensitive my nipples were, but her sucking was enough to set me off. I was screaming around the toy as she moved back and forth teasing them both when she suddenly removed it.

I was so lost in what she was doing to me I never realized that someone else was in the room until I felt his cock push into my mouth, my lips instantly closing around it. His cock tasted so good as he began to fuck my mouth. It was challenging to suck on him as I couldn't raise my head very far so I just swirled my tongue around the head and shaft. I wasn't sure who it was and really didn't care; just having his cock in my mouth was amazing.

Swinging his leg over my head he straddled my face and as he laid down on me his cock slid deep into my throat. His hips began moving, fucking my mouth like it was a pussy. I was able to tilt my head back just a bit changing the angle and allowing him to go deeper. Happily he wasn't being greedy, for as he fucked my mouth his tongue was working magic on my pussy. I felt it when Tiffany loosened the ropes on my legs a bit letting me open my legs a bit further. It was during this 69 that I discovered another of Gandalf's subtle changes. As he continued to fuck my mouth from time to time he would leave his cock buried in my throat from time to time as he discovered some tasty spot he wanted to nibble. I never once had issue breathing. This realization turned me on incredibly and it wasn't long before I came all over his tongue. Pulling his cock from my mouth I felt him turn and straddle me, his cock resting between my tits. Well this was new.

Laying there with his cock between my tits I felt cold oil being poured on them. Had he not been sitting on me I would have been going crazy when the oil hit my nipples, making them even harder than they already were. "Fuck Tiffany that shit is cold," I said my first coherent words of the day, instead of responding she moved and was now sitting on my face. I reached out with my tongue desperate for a taste of her as she worked the oil into my breasts, but instead she lifted up keeping just out of reach. Finally satisfied she pushed my tits together and I felt the mystery cock slide between them. It was definitely a different sensation and in truth it really wasn't doing much for me until I felt him begin to pinch and roll my nipples. Fuck I miss my piercings.

Once he began to fuck my tits Tiffany finally settled on my face and I began to lick her for all I was worth. Her pussy tasted so good as I moved from fucking her with my tongue to flicking her clit. All her teasing and playing with me had to have her on the edge and I wasn't disappointed as I soon tasted her sweet juices flowing into my mouth. Clamping my mouth to her pussy I began to suck determined to get every drop.

With Tiffany's sweet pussy on my face I really hadn't been paying attention to the guy fucking my tits. It wasn't until Tiffany crawled off suddenly and I felt the felt the first rope of his cum splash across my face that I realized he was cumming. Opening my mouth he quickly moved forward spraying the rest of his cum in my mouth as I swallowed greedily. Feeling him squeeze his cock I knew he was trying to give me every last drop, so I continued to suck until finally he pulled away. Still tied and blindfolded I wasn't sure what was happening until I heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper going up. Hearing my bedroom door click shut Tiffany removed the blindfold and began to untie me. I never did learn who it was.

Finally able to sit up I rubbed my wrists waiting for Tiffany to finish my feet. Once she was done I dashed off into my bathroom to pee. As I was wiping myself I realized that the plug was still in my ass and I really didn't find it uncomfortable. Still it would need to come out. Business taken care of I splashed some cold water on my face before stepping back into my bedroom. "Sorry about that," Tiffany said, "I never thought about you needing to go when you woke up." As soon as she said that it dawned on me that, while yes I had needed to go, as soon as I discovered what was going on the urge had vanished.

Standing with my back to her I looked over my shoulder. "Actually I was wondering if you're planning on removing the plug you shoved in my ass," I said.

"Oh yeah," Tiffany said, reaching up to massage my ass before grabbing the plug. "This will be easier if you kneel down," she said. Kneeling down I lowered my face to the floor and spread my ass cheeks open with my hands. "Oh I think I know more than a few guys who would love to see you like that," she said slowly pulling out the plug. I couldn't help but moan as I felt my ass being stretched out. The plug finally removed I gave out a yelp when Tiffany's hand came down hard on my ass. "Now you know what happens to patients who act up," she said, "I don't know about you, but I'm starving. Let's get cleaned up and grab some lunch."

The next few days proved to be relatively uneventful which to be honest was a nice change of pace. We did take the time to redo my nipple piercings which was fun, no not really. While my brain may have been rewired to be more accepting of my current situation there were times when I was reminded just how out of my depth I was. Tiffany had managed to talk Dr Jameson into extending her independent assignment since I had managed to land my ass back in the hospital. The other day Tiffany suggested there were a couple of things I needed to learn about life as a woman so we headed over to Macy's to see a friend of hers, Ronnie.

Ronnie as it turned out was short for Ronald and Ronnie was gay, in truth he was the first gay person I ever met. Ronnie also knew more about the use of makeup than any other three human beings combined, which is why we were there. After Tiffany introduced us I found myself in a chair as Ronnie began applying a variety of different things to my face. I was able to follow what he was saying for about six seconds and after that he might as well have been speaking in Latin for as well I was able to follow him. After working for several minutes he finally stopped, "I completely lost you didn't I," he asked.

I couldn't help but sheepishly nod my head. Laying her hand on his arm Tiffany said, "Ronnie do you remember a couple of years ago I told you about the patient I had in the coma; the woman who was a guy before she went into the coma? Sara is that patient, and while she is learning, there are still gaps in her education." Ronnie seemed a bit confused for a moment, but then appeared to remember. "Oh and get this," Tiffany said, "there is not a single hair growing anywhere on her body besides her head."

"You lucky bitch," Ronnie said before going over everything he'd done just more slowly. Finally, it was decided I would buy some stuff and Tiffany would help me practice putting it on. Most of it seemed fairly straight forward, although the idea of blending it all together I knew was going to cause me issues. Seriously, let's put on makeup so it looks 'natural' and doesn't look like you have makeup on at all. The mob should really be taking lessons from whoever is running that racket.

After we finished with Ronnie we found ourselves walking around the mall. "Tiffany," I began, "thank you. I know I have said this before, but I really don't know how I would have been able to adapt to this life without you." Reaching out I found myself wrapping my hand around hers.

"Sara," Tiffany said wrapping her fingers in mine, "You're welcome, and I know that while Gandalf paired us together I would like to think we would have been friends even without that. Besides you were pretty good looking before, I would have been trying to get you into my bed anyways." We walked around the mall in relative silence after that; drifting in and out of the shops, picking up a few small things here and there. "Oh, I meant to tell you," she said, "I was able to get a hold of Kim and Tom, the police officers from your rescue. They are coming over on Saturday for a cook out. Thought we might show them how grateful we are for saving you."

"Oh I know I am very grateful," I said, "and plan on making sure they both know it, repeatedly." Heading over to PacSun I picked up a new bikini, not as tiny as the one Tiffany bought me but decidedly small with a G-string. "You did tell them to bring swimsuits didn't you," I asked Tiffany, "or did that just happen to slip your mind." I was starting to figure out how her mind worked, so I was pretty sure I knew the answer.

"Oh," she said, an evil smile across her face, "was I supposed to tell them that? I guess they will have to just borrow one or we could just do without."

"Yes, well, I know which one you prefer," I said as we left the mall, "and I intend on ending up naked on my back anyways." A group of younger guys were walking past as I spoke and Tiffany and I both cracked up when one of them tripped over nothing landing hard on the asphalt. I felt kind of bad for him and walked over to check on him. "Are you ok," I asked kneeling down next to him. His eyes were wide open and his only response was a slow nod of his head. I knew what he was focused on as from this angle he could easily see the piercings on my nipples. Leaning forward I whispered in his ear before giving him a kiss on the cheek and getting up. "Bye boys," I said walking back to Tiffany putting a little extra sway into my walk.

"What the hell did you say to him," Tiffany asked as soon as we were out of earshot, "he damn near came in his shorts."

"Actually I'm impressed he didn't," I said climbing into my jeep, "since he could see my piercings I told him our names and I mentioned that I love it when my blonde haired girlfriend bites and pulls on my rings." Starting up the jeep I thought I heard a noise from Tiffany, but it was drowned out by the AC/DC blasting from my speakers. Getting home I made the decision to wash the jeep Saturday morning before the cookout.

"So why exactly did you tell him our names," Tiffany asked as I grabbed a couple of Hornsby's from the fridge. Popping mine open I took a long pull off of it before answering.

"Actually it's pretty simple," I said, "just based on me talking to him every single one of them is going to be jerking off later thinking about at least one of us. I just wanted them to use the right names." Watching Tiffany almost choke on her drink was pretty funny until she grabbed the spray bottle she kept by the sink. As she sprayed me with the water I grabbed the big sponge from the sink and threw it smacking her in the face.

"Ok bitch it's on," Tiffany yelled launching herself at me. Soon we were wrestling around on the kitchen floor neither of us able to get a grip as I may have poured the bottle of dish soap on her. Someone got a hold of the dish spray nozzle but soon we were both completely soaked and so was most of the kitchen.

I was shocked when a pair of tan desert boots suddenly popped into my view, but even more so when I felt myself being hoisted into the air. Landing up on a shoulder I saw that Tiffany was in the same predicament and we soon found ourselves carried out to the backyard before being unceremoniously dropped on the grass at Mike's feet. Tiffany and I were both stunned, and it wasn't until he started spraying us with the hose nozzle that we reacted. I would like to say we worked together and dumped his ass in the pool. I would like to say that. Instead he chased us around the yard with us both screaming like, well, like girls.