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I walked into the clinical office with a bit of skepticism. The online ad for the drug trial targeted solely towards men claimed that the drug could increase sex appeal and it was completely free assuming you met the requirements to be admitted to the testing group. Now to give you a picture of why I was even more skeptical about a simple drug being able to increase my sex appeal I will tell you a bit about myself. My name is Kyle, I am an 18 year old walking into the clinic at a lowly 5'4 and 110 pounds, medium length (not quite shoulder length) blonde hair, and green eyes. Not exactly the pinnacle of masculinity.
I walk to the front desk and let the receptionist know that I am here in response to the ad placed online and he gives me a once over and asks me to have a seat. In about 15 minutes I was called into the doctor's office and was immediately aware of how different we were. He had to have been around 35 but looked like he was 25 and was exactly what I wished I looked like. He was about 5'10, well built, clean shaven, perfectly done black hair, and a perfect smile. Suffice it to say that when he began speaking to me I had a hard time hearing what he was saying because all I was thinking was this was the kind of guy that never would have trouble getting sex.
"Well?" He asked again.
I shook out of my stupor and all I could say was "I'm sorry, what was the question?"
"Have you read all of the rules and guidelines regarding this trial? Do you know what it entails?" He repeated with a slight grin on her face as if he knew what kind of effect he was having on me.
"Yes, I have." I lied.
"Perfect. Well to be quite frank, it seems like you are an ideal candidate for this trial and I'll just need to clarify a few things first if you would like to begin this trial. Would you like to?"
"Of course. What do I have to do?"
"Well the trial has to be rigidly controlled to monitor drug levels as the trial goes through several phases. You are not required to pay anything but you will be staying at our facility for the duration of the trial. You will be given your own room, food, and a means of entertainment to keep you occupied. The trial lasts for a minimum of one month and a maximum of three months depending on how you develop with the drug. Now as you know, this is a trial, so I will need you to sign a waiver stating that you accept the terms of the trial and will not hold us liable for any unforeseen side effects. Off the record I will tell you that this is our second batch of trial participants and the first batch did not show any unexpected reactions."
He then sets down a small stack of paper in front of me with Terms and Conditions written across the top. "If you will just sign these I can process your information and the trial can begin tomorrow."
I reach across the table and take a pen from him and begin to initial and sign where requested. I had nothing tying me down in life and I could not wait to begin the trial. I completed the paperwork and slid the paperwork back across the table to him and shook his hand. He gave me the address of the facility in which the trial would be conducted and told me to arrive at 10AM the next day and that I did not need to bring any luggage as everything I needed would be provided for me. I stood up and shook his hand again and thanked him before heading home.
The next day I arrived at the facility 15 minutes early, my heart pounding from nervousness and excitement. I walked in and the doctor was there waiting for me. He stood up and smiled.
"Perfect, you made it early. That gives us plenty of time to get you acquainted. Now this is your last chance to back out, once we go inside you will need to stay here for the duration of the trial so that we can monitor the effects. Are you sure you want to continue?"
I'm a bit nervous but I know that I need this and so I try to steady myself before replying, "Yes. Absolutely."
He placed a hand on my back and led me through the door into the building. We went down a few hallways past some community areas which were empty at the moment before finally getting to the room I would be staying in. There was a bed in the corner, a nightstand next to it, a small closet, and a small dresser with a large mirror on top of it. In one corner was a doorway leading to an attached bathroom and shower.
"Now one thing I will remind you of is that we will have you doing some things that you may not feel comfortable with at first. You are just going to have to trust us and do as directed. Some activities are meant to have a psychological effect that will help shape your mental and physical sex appeal. Do you understand?"
I look a bit dumbfounded as to what he means but I figure he is probably just talking about this for legal protection. "Yes, I understand".
"Good. We have a lunch prepared for you once you are ready. I'm sorry but we cannot introduce you to anyone else in the trial due to privacy restrictions but we will do our best to keep you entertained. Now there are some shorts in the dresser that I will need you to change into. Take off all of your clothes and put them in that bag." He points to a plastic bag on the bed. "I'll be right outside when you are done." And with that he steps out of the room and closes the door behind him.
Hesitantly I remove my clothes and place them in the bag. I walk over to the dresser and open up the drawer. Inside are shorts that can hardly be called shorts. They are shaped like girls work-out shorts and so short that they would hardly cover anything. I pull them on and look at myself in the mirror on the dresser and the bottoms of my butt cheeks were clearly visible and the front was tight enough to leave nothing to the imagination. It did not help matters that I was semi hard. My penis was only 5" when fully erect but in these shorts it was clearly visible. I walked to the door and cracked it open.
"These shorts are way too small for me. I can't walk around dressed like this."
"The shorts are that small on purpose" he replies. "In order for you to learn to be comfortable with your body, you must be comfortable with other people seeing it. This is step one, and one that every new participant has to learn to accept. Now come out from behind the door and I will take you to the lunch area."
I don't really see much area for argument and so I step out from behind the door and blush furiously. He then turns and leads me to the lunch area without making any of the snide comments I was expecting. At the lunch area a large salad with bread rolls is set out, a glass of lemonade, and a paper cup with two pink pills inside.
"The first stage of drug administrations is rather intensive but fortunately also fairly short. You will be given two pills with each meal for the first week. After that, once your body is accustomed to the chemicals, we switch to a liquid form for faster absorbency. I have to go take care of some paperwork but enjoy your meal and I'll be back in 30 minutes or so."
True to his word he returned exactly 30 minutes later right as I finished the salad. He walked me back to the bedroom and gave me a handful of movies and pointed to the TV. "Just enjoy yourself and relax this afternoon and let the first doses take effect. One of the aides will be in at 5PM to give you your evening pills."
I was not about to complain. I was exhausted before I took the pills just from being nervous and worried about walking around in practically nothing. I was painfully aware of how the shorts gripped my ass and cupped my little balls and I felt completely exposed. But, I guess that is what they want and so I figure I should try to learn to like it. I put in one of the movies, none of which were labeled, and laid down on the bed to turn on the TV.
The screen flicked on and the dvd started to play. It was then that I realized that the dvd was a porn film! Not quite sure what to do I took the dvd out and put in another. Again, another porn. After checking all of the dvd's I boxed them back up and went to walk out the door. When I opened the door, however, I noticed a note placed on the floor in front of me:
"The dvd's are not a mistake. For the first week, you are given a significant amount of privacy because we will require you to masturbate frequently. Ejaculation releases hormones into the body that the drug will interact with to have the desired effect. After the first week is up, however, you will no longer be allowed to masturbate and privacy will not be commonplace. Therefore, enjoy yourself. In the nightstand is a large supply of lubrication and tissues. Try to enjoy yourself."
I was a bit nervous, and a bit ecstatic. I closed the door and wanted to lock it out of habit but found there was no lock on the door. There was a lock on the outside but not on the inside.. weird. Anyway, I closed the door and put in one of the porno's and removed the shorts and laid on the bed. From my earlier playing of all of the dvd's I had figured out that 3 of the dvd's were involved straight porn, two were gay, and one was shemale. I put in one of the straight ones and got to business.
An hour later I had cum twice already in huge amounts. More than I ever had before. Maybe walking around aroused because of being exposed had a good effect on my orgasms. It was an exciting thought.
Two more orgasms and a couple hours later, a knock came at the door. I had completely forgotten that the aide was going to bring me my pills at 5pm and I had lost track of time. I immediately turned the tv off and pulled on my shorts and walked to the door and cracked it open. The aide was a male about 26 or 27 years old and just as good looking as the doctor. After making me open the door fully he walked inside and handed me a cup with two pink pills and a glass of water.
"Do you need anything else?" He asked.
"Not yet, thank you." I swallowed the pills and handed him back the cup of water before he left and closed the door.
Afterwards I decided to take a shower. To my surprise the towels were pink, the shampoo and conditioner provided were meant for women and had a soft scent to them, and there were a handful of razors on the counter. I wasn't quite sure what to make of it but I figured it didn't matter and I took a shower anyways. After the shower I went to bed and completely passed out, exhausted from the day's events. I was woken at 8am by another male aide standing at the foot of my bed and telling me it was time to wake up. He had breakfast and two more pills for me and as I stood up out of bed to take the breakfast I realized that I had not put on shorts before going to bed and I was completely naked. I blushed furiously and scrambled for the towel that was on the rack and covered myself up.
He just laughed. "I understand your being shy but soon you will be required to be naked until you begin to feel comfortable with your body. You may as well start now."
"I think I'll wait until it's necessary." I said shyly. I took the pills and set the breakfast down on the nightstand. Again, he just smiled and left.
The first week went by very quickly and in much the same fashion. Days spent lounging around and masturbating to various porn flicks. About halfway through the week curiosity got the better of me and I switched from watching the straight dvd's to the shemale dvd and, after making me tell them which ones I was watching, they brought me more of the shemale dvd's. I was fascinated by how beautiful they were and how hot it was to watch them submitting to men and by the end of the week I had masturbated so much that almost nothing was coming out any more.
I also began noticing changes with my body. Not large changes but enough to be noticeable. I was a bit more emotional and certain areas were becoming more sensitive to touch than they used to be. Also, I could tell my body was becoming used to the pills like the doctor had said it would because on the last day of the week I kept looking at the clock every 15 minutes wondering how long until they brought the next dose. I hadn't seen the doctor that entire week but today he returned.
"Well, Kyle, congratulations. You are through the first week of administrations. Have you begun to notice any effects?"
I responded and told him about the sensitivity and the anxiety about receiving my next dosage. He assured me that the side effects were normal and that the drug could be slightly addictive as was mentioned in the contract. I didn't remember reading that part but, to be honest, I didn't really read any of it. And so I just decided that the doctors knew what they were doing and I would do as I was told.
"Okay Kyle, well it is time to move onto the liquid form of the drug but first I will need you to go shower and use this." He hands me an unlabeled bottle of lotion. "Rub this over your entire body from the neck down and let it soak in for 10 minutes before getting into the shower. It will burn a little but this is normal. After you are done showering I will have the liquid form of the pill you have been taking ready for you."
I had been craving my next dosage for an hour or two now so I decided to just do what he asked without asking a bunch of questions. I proceeded to the shower and put the lotion over my entire body. It did burn a little like he said it would but it was not intolerable. After getting into the shower I realized that the lotion was a hair removal lotion and that my entire body was now hairless from the neck down! What the hell! How is this supposed to help?
I exited the shower and dried off before wrapping the towel around myself and walked into the bedroom. The doctor was in the room waiting for me and I immediately notice that he does not have my next dose.
"We will be having a few changes made to your room so you will be given lunch out in the common area again and when you return we will begin the next stage of the trial. Lunch will begin in about an hour which will give you plenty of time to get accustomed to the method by which you will be required to obtain your next dose." He nodded slightly to the wall.
I get out of the shower and dry off, wrap the towel around myself and walk out of the bathroom. The doctor is in the room waiting for me with a small paper cup and I walk over and take the cup from him. Inside is a white liquid and I swallowed it greedily. It doesn't taste all that great but it satisfies my craving and that is all I cared about.
"We will be having a few changes made to your room so you will be given lunch out in the common area again and when you return we will begin the next stage of the trial."
I acquiesce and follow him to the lunch area and eat the lunch given to me. About an hour later the doctor walked me back to the room and stopped me outside the door.
"Alright, now remember that you may not be comfortable with what we require you to do. But in order to continue with the trial you must do exactly as instructed. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I understand but what is it you need me to do?"
"Well, it's easier to show you." He responds as he opens the door and ushers me through it into a completely different room that the one I had left. The bed sheets were replaced with pink ones and a pink fluffy comforter. There were posters of male celebrities, most with their shirts off, all around the room, the vanity dresser had a huge array of what could only be makeup on top of it, and there was a curtain partition around a few feet long section of the far wall.
I am too stunned to speak for a moment but the doctor begins to explain, "You see, in order to truly understand the female role, it is best for you to experience it. Now why don't you get dressed?" He then gestures to the dresser which previously had my shorts in it. Afraid of what I might find, I walk over to the dresser and pull open the drawers. They are all filled with thongs, lacey boyshorts, stockings, teddies, chokers, skirts, blouses...I got lost in all of the varieties of girl's clothing. I walked to the closet area which had previously been empty and it was filled with dresses and a huge array of heels ranging from wedges, to spiked stilettos, to knee high boots.
"Why do you want me to wear girl's clothes? This doesn't make sense."
He simply gestures to the bed where an outfit had already been laid out for me. "You will understand once you put these on. So go ahead and get dressed."
He took me over to the bed and showed me how to put on the various articles of clothing. He had me remove my shorts and step into a white thong. It sent shivers through my body as he pulled the thong up my smooth legs and nestled it between my cheeks. He then had me sit on the bed and showed me how to roll the stockings up my legs. They were white shear stockings with a lace edge around the top that came all the way up my upper thighs. Next was a very short pleated skirt that fit snuggly around my waist and somehow made me feel more naked than when I had removed my shorts. I could feel the air drafting up underneath and brushing against my smooth ass making me feel completely exposed. He then showed me how to put on a bra by clipping it in front and spinning it around before putting my arms through the straps. I told him that the bra looked silly on me as I had no breasts to fill them out but he just smiled and reached into a box next to the remainder of the outfit on the bed and pulled out two very realistic breast forms and a tube of adhesive. He spread the adhesive on the forms liberally before settling them into the cups of the bra and pressing them against my skin. They filled out the bra perfectly giving me a perfect C-cup set of perky breasts.
At that instant I couldn't help but become aroused. My cock wasn't getting hard which was very surprising, but I was extremely horny and started breathing a little heavily.
"I see you don't mind this too much. You'd be surprised how many find that they like this part of the process. Don't be ashamed, its perfectly natural." The doctor smiled at me and I blushed deeply.
He then had me put on a white blouse which was more like a school girl uniform than anything. It took me a moment to figure out the buttons which were on the opposite side from what I was used to, but I had it buttoned up soon and was handed a choker that I was instructed to tie around my neck.
He went into the closet and returned a second later with strappy white 4" wedges with a silver charm on the ankle that would have looked hot on any girl wearing them. He had me step into them and had to help me balance as I stood up. I wobbled briefly but I had always been blessed with good balance and with a few paces back and forth across the room I was learning to walk a bit smoother. I still needed some refining for sure, but I was not tripping over myself.
"Wow, a natural. Most people take quite a while to get used to heels that high. I think you'll perform quite nicely at this. Sit down at the vanity, it is time to do your makeup."
For the next 45 minutes he applied layer after layer of makeup going very slowly and explaining to me along the way what he was doing. First a bit of foundation to smooth out my complexion, a few different shades of light eye shadow, light eyeliner, some mascara, lipstick and lip gloss, and lastly a light shade of blush. He finished off by showing me how to straighten my hair in the bathroom and by the time he was finished I could hardly recognize myself. I looked like an extremely hot 17 year old schoolgirl that would have had any of the guys at my old highschool drooling.
"Wow...I'm... HOT!" I stammered as I looked into the mirror.
"Yes you are quite beautiful. And now it is time for your next administration. Its been 3 hours since you took the last dose and I am sure you are ready for more."
I nodded in an eager agreement as I could tell that the drug had an addictive trait to it. "But first, I must explain something. You see our trial has two types of candidates and two variations of the same drug trial. The extremely masculine men that come to us are given one variation of the drug, and the less masculine and more feminine ones like you, are given a second variation. The first variation only slightly increases masculinity but it does cause a few hormonal changes in the males taking them. The second variation, the one you have been taking, actually causes a stronger adverse hormonal reaction. You see when you were taking the pills the first week and masturbating frequently, you were releasing large amounts of testosterone into your body. The drug then reacted with the testosterone and drastically lowered its production and increasing the estrogen production. That is why your breasts have become more sensitive and you have noticed other bodily changes that are more feminine in nature."
"Wait, you are making me more feminine?! Why? I thought the purpose of this trial is to increase my sex appeal!" I yell, with tears slowly coming to my eyes.
He turns me around and points at the mirror image of myself. "Would you not say that you have an amazing amount of sex appeal? The papers you signed allowed us freedom to vary your sex appeal to be more feminine or more masculine. And I promise you, almost any man would think you are very attractive and sexually appealing."
I try to object but I can see the reflection. And I would never have thought I could be so hot and before long I simply lower my head in acquiescence.
"Good," He continues after noticing my silent response "there is one more point that must be clarified. The first variation of the drug that the masculine men take, it reacts with their testosterone and is converted into the second strain of the drug. In essence, the masculine males take the first drug, and their body converts it into the drug that you have been taking. This drug is then released in seminal fluids."
"You mean the drug I took earlier is from anotherr guys' cum!?"
"Yes" He replied. He walked to the door and turned around in the doorway. "If you pull the curtain away from the wall you will be given instructions on how to receive your next dosage. For a while you will not be able to leave this room so that we can make sure you progress as is required by the trial." He then stepped out of the room and closed the door. I hear the lock slide into place as I stare at the curtain, wondering what is on the other side. Hesitantly I pull the curtain away and I see that a hole had been cut into the wall and a massive penis was sticking through the hole. Before I could back away in shock I noticed the paper taped to the wall above the hole.
"This is the hardest step for most of our feminine patients. So the man on the other side of the wall has been instructed to be patient and will remain here until the dose is administered. As you can imagine, he must be brought to orgasm for that to happen. Do as instructed and I guarantee you will like the way things turn out in the end. Oh, and if you want to be sure the dose doesn't get wasted on the floor, we find that using your mouth is preferable to using your hands."
I am shocked to silence and can't even mutter the words that immediately formed in my mind. "No way in hell I'm sucking a guy's cock. This is not what I signed up for." Though, I immediately knew that I had. I had not read the contract and went into this knowing almost nothing.
I immediately close the curtain again and run on wobbly knees complimented by 4" heels to the bed and curl up into a ball. No, I don't need the drug. I'll be fine without it. I can go home and return to my normal life as a boy.
Those thoughts lasted for about 20 minutes before the addiction got the better of me. I got up off the bed and walked to the curtain pulling it aside, halfway hoping that the man would no longer be there. His soft cock, however, was still pushed through the hole in the wall. I hesitantly took a step forward and noticed the cock was too low for me to handle standing up. So with my eyes watering in shame I slowly lowered myself down to my knees and looked at the massive cock in front of me. I leaned forward and hesitantly licked the skin so that I could get an idea of the taste and the cock twitched slightly as my tongue met its skin. He must had been freshly showered because there was no muskiness or saltiness in the taste.
Resigning myself to my fate I closed my eyes and slowly took the cock into my mouth. The smooth skin on my tongue was definitely a new sensation and I began to feel the cock begin to harden. The now overly-emotional part of me was somewhat excited to feel the growing member in my mouth; knowing that it was me that was making him feel good. I began to slowly move my head back and forth on it, sucking and moving my tongue around the head. Part of me wanted to believe that I was trying hard in order to get it over with quickly but a nagging feeling in the back of my head was telling me that I was actually enjoying this.
A minute or two later I had worked myself up into a good rhythm and was alternating sucking deep strokes and pressing my tongue to the underside of the cock and shallow strokes where I swirled my tongue around the head and used my hand to stroke the rest of the length. It must have been 8+ inches and quite large so my hand fit neatly around it. I felt the cock start to get harder and thought I must be doing a good job. I was completely lost in my motions and was oblivious to what was about to happen. During one of my deeper strokes the balls had tensed up and a torrent of cum began to spray against the back of my throat. Out of reflex I immediately pulled my head back until just the head was in my mouth which, unintentionally, let all of the cum spray out right onto my tongue. I was surprised to find that I loved the taste and sucked harder, using my hand to squeeze every drop out as I tried to get as much of a dose as I could. When it was clear that no more was going to come out, and a good thing because I hadn't been swallowing and my mouth was brimming with his cum. I had never cum as much as this guy did in my life. I let the head slip out from between my lips and swallowed greedily.
At that moment I heard from the other side of the wall, though I couldn't see him, "My god, you were fantastic." And after a short pause he added, "Thank you." It seemed an odd thing to say but I was so caught up in it that it made me feel very proud to have made him feel so good. I didn't have a voice to muster a reply before the cock was withdrawn and a slide was placed on the other side of the wall to conceal the opening. At that moment my eyes immediately started watering at the shame of my situation. I had no idea what had just happened to me to make me sink so low as to find myself on my knees, cock and cum in my mouth, and trying diligently to suck every drop out so that I could swallow it down.
I retreated to my bed and was lost in the haze of emotions flooding over me and about five minutes later the door to the room opened and the doctor walked in. "Congratulations Kyle," he beamed, "you performed wonderfully."
I immediately sat up in my bed and shouted at him, "Performed?? That was so degrading!!! That is practically rape! Getting me addicted to a drug and then forcing me to suck another guys' cock in order to get my next fix!" The doctor smirked to himself and then looked back to me. "Apparently you haven't resigned yourself to your newfound role yet. Fear not, in the next few weeks you will learn to enjoy your femininity." With that he walked out of the room before I had a chance to formulate a response. I heard the lock click into place and knew that I would not be released from the room. I was stuck in the pink frills and lace.